This led us to wonder if the Rake had visited any of us before our last encounter. Multiple people also mentioned being spoken to, my daughter included.
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There were, however, many instances where the creature’s visit was one of a series of visits with the same person. A ship’s log explained nothing of the encounter, saying only that they were told to leave by the Rake. One journal had an entry involving the creature in its first 3 pages, and never mentioned it again. None of them gave any details, history or follow up. It took the four of us about two solid years of hunting on the internet and writing letters to come up with a small collection of what we believe to be accounts of the Rake. He knew of two other people in New York who had seen the creature we now referred to as the Rake. We got in contact and began talking about our experiences. I eventually located a man in the next town over who had a similar story. After we decided to return home, I began looking for answers myself. However, the story was never published and the local television news never followed up either.įor several months, my son Justin and I stayed in a hotel near my parent’s house. The police were helpful at first, and the local newspaper took a lot of interest as well. He did not survive.īeing a small town, news got around pretty quickly. My husband drove his car into a lake that night while rushing our daughter to the hospital. She was very badly injured and spoke only once more in her short life. The creature ran down the stairs while my husband and I rushed to help our daughter. I flipped the switch on the wall and saw my daughter Clara. He turned around and looked directly at me, covered in blood. When I got to the hallway, the light from the bedroom was enough to see it crouching and hunched over about 20 feet away. I screamed and ran for the light switch, planning to stop him before he hurt my children. The creature then placed its hand on his knee and ran into the hallway, leading to the kids’ rooms. The creature was completely silent for about 30 seconds (or probably closer to 5, it just seemed like a while) just looking at my husband. In a flurry of motion, the creature scrambled around the side of the bed and then crawled quickly in a flailing sort of motion right along the bed until it was less than a foot from my husband’s face. My husband was peering over his arm and knee, tucked into the fetal position, occasionally glancing at me before returning to the creature. At this point, I was somewhat under the assumption that we were supposed to help him. For some reason, I was not instantly frightened by it, but more concerned as to its condition.
Its body position was disturbing and unnatural, as if it had been hit by a car or something. At the foot of the bed, sitting and facing away from us, there was what appeared to be a naked man or a large hairless dog of some sort. He then grabbed me and said nothing.Īfter adjusting to the dark for a half second, I was able to see what caused the strange reaction. When he turned to face me, he gasped and pulled his feet up from the end of the bed so quickly his knee almost knocked me out of the bed. I apologized and told him I thought he got out of bed. I used the moment to steal back the sheets, only to wake him in the process. He spoke your name.’Īt about 4 am, I woke up thinking my husband had gotten up to use the restroom. Goodbye.įound in the same wooden box were two empty envelopes addressed to William and Rose, and one loose personal letter with no envelope. I cannot sleep without fear of what I might next awake to experience. Once again I awoke and heard his voice, and looked into his eyes. It is not the fault of anyone other than him. The Rake Creepypasta A Suicide Note: 1964Īs I prepare to take my life, I feel it necessary to assuage any guilt or pain I have introduced through this act. I’ve been in contact with a member of this group and was able to get some excerpts from their upcoming book.
In almost all cases, the stories were identical. In early 2006, the collaboration had accumulated nearly two dozen documents dating between the 12th century and present day, spanning 4 continents. Several of the involved parties began looking for answers that year. While their published versions are no longer on record, the memories remained powerful. Emotions ranged from extremely traumatic levels of fright and discomfort to an almost childlike sense of playfulness and curiosity. Primarily focused in rural New York state, self-proclaimed witnesses told stories of their encounters with a creature of unknown origin.
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