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I work at a retail store and I detest my job with all my heart.
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And because I was a dumb shit and said I was always available, they routinely screw me over and put me on nights.
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But I whine, bitch, and moan.
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I digress.
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I'm okay with working nights actually since I get to see my boyfriend when he picks me up.
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My boyfriend usually gets off at 10 .30
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but he doesn't leave until 11 so most nights I'd have to wait for him.
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On top of that he has to make a 10 minute drive
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so I'd have to wait an hour and 40 to 45 minutes which didn't bother me much.
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He'd call me to tell me he was coming and make sure I was still alive.
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Earlier in the week an uber driver kept asking me if I was somebody named Lenore.
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I told him no and he did it again but this time he kept asking if I was sure.
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How the heck am I not going to be sure of my name dude?
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Fortunately my boyfriend pulled in and honked at me causing the uber creep to speed away.
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I'm a paranoid person so this made me wonder if he'd been watching me and knew my boyfriend always came late.
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Then I freaked out since I kept getting these weird phone calls from some telemarketing agency
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but when I answer nobody is there and they hang up.
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Is it connected?
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Is the government watching me?
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Do I have seven days left?
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All jokes aside.
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Fast forward three days later
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and I'm standing there listening to some music waiting for him to pick me up and call me.
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He finally does and he starts cracking a joke about how he's glad creepy
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Uber didn't answer.
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As we start shooting the shit and joking, this Indian lady comes up.
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I don't hear her at first since I have noise cancelling headphones.
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She gets closer and keeps calling to me.
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Finally, she yells, hey.
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I look over at her and smile then go back to talking to my boyfriend.
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She does it again and I excuse myself.
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Hi, can I help you?
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Do you need a ride? she asks and she looks nice enough but something just doesn't settle with me.
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Her car is parked at the stop sign and there's somebody else in it.
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No, my friend is coming for me.
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Thank you.
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I notice there's a man in the driver's seat and
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that she isn't wearing a uniform from either of the stores near us.
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She begins to ask again.
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Are you sure?
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I can give you a ride.
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Do you need one?
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Get in.
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Are you sure you don't need a ride?
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I begin to feel a little bit uncomfortable
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and my preschool don't get in a stranger's car training kicks in
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so I politely decline and go back to talking to my boyfriend.
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So are you close?
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Just pulled out.
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I'll get there.
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Just stay on the line.
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Is that woman gone?
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No. No she wasn't gone.
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In fact she was standing six feet away watching me and she looked annoyed.
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I told him in code that no she has not left
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and she has in fact remained there leaning on the car just watching me.
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She is looking angrier with each passing second.
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Out of the corner of my eye, I see the man tell her something and she looks at me and begins interrogating me.
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Friend's not here.
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Do you need a ride?
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Where is your friend?
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He probably forgot about you, so that's okay.
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We'll give you a ride.
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It's very cold.
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Get in.
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Tell us where you live and we'll drop you off.
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Do you need a ride?
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At this point, she begins to get closer to me.
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I try to avoid her by moving to the farther end of the plaza strip.
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Honey?
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Yeah, so about my sister.
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Well, she's gotten closer, but I'm pretty scared she's too far away from home.
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Something might happen.
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Hurry, so I can tell you.
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I say on code as the car drives up.
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Now she looks mad.
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Get in the car.
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We'll give you a ride right now.
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At this point, she opens the car and begins trying to get me inside.
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Pulling me, yanking out my jacket it.
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She's a taller and bigger woman so she tries to pick me up even.
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At this point my bowels threaten to release and I'm screaming and kicking and wiggling.
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Meanwhile I can hear him yelling at me that he's coming and that he's calling the police.
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Now my mind is running a thousand miles an hour
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and I'm panicking thinking I'm going to get salted
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or be some weird present for her husband since he looks content with her effort to kidnap me.
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Get in and shut up.
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I will hit you.
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You need a ride so be quiet you come with us and
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if you want to see her house that's very nice
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you need a ride
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i start crying as she manages to get my torso on
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the car my right hand is locked in my phone
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and she begins trying to take it
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and my boyfriend is panicking telling me the police are sending an officer
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she shoves my face into her leather seat now my airway is obstructed
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and she is not letting me go she is much bigger than me
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and stronger and she knows it her whole weight is on me.
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I try not to panic so I don't black out from lack of oxygen
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and all of a sudden I start getting mad as shit.
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Her husband says something in a different language and she lifts up one hand and leans down, trying to get something from the front.
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I immediately use the arms I've been using to push myself off the seat to stab her stomach.
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She recoils, letting me go a little bit and I headbutt her, tossing my melon back as I scream.
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Fear stricken and adrenaline hazed.
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That's my purse.
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I don't know you.
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Finally, my boyfriend pulls in.
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I bolt to his car as the Indian woman is sitting on the ground.
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After I shut the door, he speeds off towards his house.
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When we get inside, I break down, babbling about how scared and terrifying it all was and how if I hadn't had that opportunity,
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she might have taken me to her house and done who knows what.
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After this incident, the police officer they dispatched got here 20 minutes after and didn't find anybody.
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My boyfriend talked to his boss and was granted the ability to leave early for me.
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I'm still weirded out by cars stalling in the plaza.
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I was also a little bit upset that my war cry was a line from King of the Hill.
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I'm 34 and I work as a carpenter.
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I live alone out in the country about 40 minutes from the nearest town in a house
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that used to be my grandfather's.
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It's over 150 years old, and honestly, way too big for one guy.
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Forty acres, mostly woods and open field, and the closest neighbor is an old guy named Henderson, who's about as deaf as a post,
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and lives a mile down the road.
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My wife Maggie passed away about three years ago, and I've been out here by myself ever since, aside from my dog
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Bear, a big black mutt who's usually pretty calm and doesn't bark at much.
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I've got this habit where every night at 10 .30 I make a cup of coffee, black, and drink it out on the back porch.
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It's not really about the coffee, it's just something to do before I try to sleep.
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I've kept that routine for three years straight.
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There's a room at the end of the hall I keep shut.
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It was Maggie's.
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Still has all her stuff in there, her books, her sewing basket, a quilt she never finished.
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I don't go in there.
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I guess I just leave it the way it was.
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This whole thing started one evening.
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I was at the kitchen sink washing out my mug and I looked out the window toward the tree line.
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The moon was out, half full, enough light to see the edge of the woods, and there was something standing there.
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Just a shape, but it looked like a person, standing completely still at the edge of the trees.
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I stood there staring at it for a good 30 seconds, and then I blinked, and it was gone.
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I told myself it was probably just a stump or a trick of the shadows.
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I'm not usually the jumpy type, so it kind of annoyed me that I let it get to me.
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I checked the locks, went to bed.
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Bear paced around for a bit before he settled down at the foot of the bed.
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The next night, I woke up because Bear was growling, not barking, just this low,
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steady rumble, standing at the bedroom door with his hackles up.
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I looked at the clock.
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It was 3 .08 in the morning.
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I figured it was probably a raccoon or a deer outside, but I got up anyway.
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Turned on every light in the house and did a full walkthrough with a shotgun I keep by the bed.
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Didn't find anything.
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Maggie's door was still shut like always.
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I felt kind of dumb for getting worked up over nothing, but I still couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.
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The third night is when I figured out it wasn't an animal.
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I'd been working on this little bird carving out in the barn
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and left it sitting on the workbench when I finished up for the night.
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I went out the next morning and it was just gone.
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Nothing else in the barn was touched.
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My tools were exactly where I left them, but the carving wasn't there.
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I looked everywhere for it, even convinced myself for a minute I'd moved it and forgot.
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But I hadn't.
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That was the first real proof that something had actually been on my property.
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That made me angry more than scared, if I'm honest.
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I called the sheriff's office and a young deputy came out, walked the property, said he didn't see any footprints,
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and figured a fox or a coyote probably dragged it off somewhere.
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He had this look on his face, like he thought I was just a lonely old guy who'd lost a piece of wood.
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and was making it into something bigger, told me to get some rest and left.
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The day after that is when it got serious.
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I came home from a job in town and Maggie's door was open.
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Just a crack, maybe an inch or two, but I never leave that door open.
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Ever.
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I stood at the end of the hallway for a second, just staring at it, before I made myself walk over and push it open.
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Everything looked the same at first.
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Dust everywhere, sheets still on the bed.
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Then I saw her jewelry box knocked onto the floor, the lid open, her necklaces and bracelets scattered all over the carpet.
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That wasn't a fox.
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A fox doesn't open a door and go through a jewelry box.
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Somebody had been inside my house, inside her room, and gone through her things.
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I didn't sleep well that night.
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I was exhausted from the day's work, and I'd been running on anxiety for days.
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Eventually, I must have drifted off on the couch, because I woke up around one in the morning needing to use the bathroom.
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I was still half asleep, stumbling through the dark house with Bear following close behind me, like he always did.
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I was at the bathroom door when I glanced down the hallway toward the front of the house.
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That's when I saw her.
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She was standing in the living room, just standing there, not moving, looking at the pictures on the wall,
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the ones of me and Maggie from before she got sick.
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She had on some kind of long, pale dress, the kind that seemed to catch what little light there was coming through the curtains.
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My blood went cold, every bit of sleep left me in an instant.
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I couldn't move, couldn't breathe.
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She was just standing there, her back to me, examining my wife's photos like she had every right to be there.
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Bear let out this low growl I felt more than heard.
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It snapped me out of it.
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I reached for the shotgun I kept propped in the corner of the hallway, but she must have heard the movement because she turned her head.
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I only got a look at her face for a second.
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Pale skin, dark hair, something wrong with her eyes, like there wasn't anything actually behind them.
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It wasn't Maggie.
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I want to be clear about that because for half a second some part of me wondered.
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It wasn't her.
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She turned and moved toward the front door.
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By the time I had the gun up and the safety off, she was out the door and gone.
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I ran to the porch and fired a shot into the air.
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I saw her crossing the yard toward the old well, and then she was into the trees and gone.
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When I got over to the well myself, there was nothing.
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No footprints in the dirt, no broken branches, nothing.
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After that, I basically shut the house down, boarded up the first floor windows,
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started sleeping in shifts with Bear next to me and the gun within reach.
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Every little sound had me wide awake.
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I didn't bother calling the sheriff again.
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I already knew how that conversation would go.
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The horror was far from finished though.
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About a month later, I was out cutting firewood near the back fence line and I got that feeling of being watched.
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I turned around, and there she was again, standing at the edge of the woods about 50 yards off.
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Same dress, same look.
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I didn't think.
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I just raised the shotgun and fired at the ground near her feet.
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Dirt kicked up everywhere, and she didn't even flinch.
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I was already racking another shell and yelling and running at her at the same time.
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I wasn't thinking straight.
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I just wanted her gone.
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She finally turned and walked back into the trees and was gone again.
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I stood out there for a while, just trying to catch my breath, guns still smoking.
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I don't know if I actually scared her off or if she just decided to leave on her own.
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I haven't seen her since, but it's been a few weeks and I still don't feel like it's over.
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I still lock every door, still keep the gun close, still check the tree line before I go outside at night.
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I don't know who she was or what she wanted.
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Part of me wondered if she was just some homeless woman passing through, lost and confused.
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Maggie's jewelry box is still on the floor of that room.
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I haven't cleaned it up.
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Some part of me doesn't want to touch it like maybe it's better left exactly how she left it.
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I've told a couple guys at work about it.
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They mostly just laugh it off, say I've been out on the property alone too long.
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Maybe they're right, but bears still won't sleep in that hallway anymore, and dogs don't usually get spooked over nothing.
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I used to think Halloween was the safest holiday of the year.
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You know exactly what's coming.
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Costumes, candy, a couple of jump scares from your friends, and you're home by nine.
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That's what I believed until the year I turned 27.
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When the three of us decided, we were bored handing out candy so we decided to go trick
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or treating on Queen Street like a bunch of overgrown kids.
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We went there because word was going around our group chat
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that houses there gave out full -size candy bars instead of the fun -size junk,
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and honestly, we just wanted an excuse to feel young again for one night.
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Queen Street sat at the edge of our town, past the last streetlight, where the sidewalk just kind of gives up and turns into gravel.
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My friends Dara and Colton were with me.
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We've been friends since college.
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The type of friends to dare each other to do dumb stuff, to just see who would back out first.
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That night, Colton was the one who brought up the empty house at the end of the block.
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It's not empty, Dara said.
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There's a light on.
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She was right.
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Every other house on that street was dark.
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Porches bare, like the whole block had given up on the holiday.
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But the last house is a narrow two -story house with peeling white paint.
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It had a single orange light glowing behind a curtain on the second floor.
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There was an old man on the porch, sitting in a rocking chair, as if he had been waiting there all night.
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The old man was wearing a grey plain sweater with no custom or any decorations, just a bowl of candy resting on his knees.
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We should have kept walking, but we were grown adults playing pretend for the night.
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We didn't think.
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Dara actually paused for a second at the bottom of the steps, chewing on her lip, and I remember her saying something like,
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this feels like the start of a horror movie, and then Colton laughed and called her dramatic, and that was that.
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We walked up the cracked up path and then the old man smiled before we even said trick or treat.
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You're the first ones tonight, he said.
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His voice was soft, almost gentle, but it didn't match his eyes.
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His eyes tracked us as if he was counting something.
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Been waiting a long while for company, he said as he held out the bowl.
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Inside were candy bars, the good kind, still wrapped in fresh.
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Colton grabbed two without thinking, and Dara grabbed one.
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I hesitated, and that hesitation is probably the only reason I am alive to tell you this.
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Go on, the old man said to me, tilting the bowl closer.
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wouldn't want to feel left out.
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Something about the way he said left out made the hair on my arms stand up.
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I took one just to be polite and then shoved it in my pocket without eating it.
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Right before we left, the old man said one more thing
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that none of us mentioned to each other until much later
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because at that time it just seemed like a weird old man thing to say.
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He looked directly at Colton, not me or Dara, and said, Sweet dreams tonight.
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Then he went back to rocking in his chair, staring out at the dark street like he was waiting for the next group to show up.
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We said thanks and walked off the porch.
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That's when Colton noticed something weird.
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He pointed at the mailbox by the road.
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The paint was faded, but you could still make out a name carved into the wood, underneath the peeling metal numbers.
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The name was Harris Family.
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Under that, someone had scratched four more words, jagged, like they had been in a hurry.
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The four words were, don't eat the candy.
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We laughed at it.
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Kids messing around, we said.
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Probably some prank from a past Halloween.
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We kept walking down
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Queen Street, hitting a couple more houses, and slowly the night went back to normal.
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Except for one thing.
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Colton wasn't acting himself.
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He got quiet, real quiet, which wasn't like him at all.
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By the time we reached the corner store to split up and head home, Colton was sweating, even though it was barely 50 degrees out.
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Dara asked if he was okay, and he just nodded, staring at nothing.
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I ate the candy bar.
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He finally said.
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Both of them on the way here.
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None of us thought much of it at the time.
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Adults being nostalgic and eating candy on Halloween, that was the whole point of the night.
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We said goodnight and went our separate ways.
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I didn't think much about Queen Street again until the next morning.
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When Dara called me before I was even out of bed, her voice was shaking so bad I could barely understand her.
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Colton hadn't shown up for their usual morning coffee run.
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She went to his apartment to check, and his roommate answered the door, pale and shaking.
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Colton was in the hospital.
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He woke up in the middle of the night screaming that something was inside of him clawing to get out,
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and by the time paramedics got there, he stopped breathing for almost two full minutes before they brought him back.
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I called out of work that day and couldn't sit still.
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I kept thinking about the carved warning on the mailbox, and I kept thinking about the candy bar still sitting untouched in my jacket pocket.
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At one point, I actually pulled it out and set it on my desk, just staring at the wrapper,
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half expecting it to move on its own.
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It obviously wasn't, but I still couldn't bring myself to throw it in the trash.
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Around noon that day, my curiosity won over my fear, and I did something I still regret.
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I looked up the name on that mailbox, Harris.
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It took about 10 minutes of digging through old local news archives before I found it.
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16 years earlier, a man named Walter Harris had been arrested and later died in custody before ever facing a trial.
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The article was short, vague on details, in the way of an old small -town paper when nobody wants to say the ugly part out loud,
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but it mentioned he had been under investigation connected to several missing teenagers from our town, all seen around last Halloween.
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His body, the article said, had never actually been confirmed.
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He was declared dead based on the fire in his holding cell, but no clear remains were ever recovered.
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I stared at the sentence for a long time.
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No clear remains were ever recovered.
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That night, Dara and I went back to Queen Street, mostly because we didn't know what else to do,
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and we were desperate for an explanation that wasn't one in our heads.
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The house at the end of the block was dark, not just the porch but every window.
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No orange lights, no rocking chair.
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When we got close, we saw the front door half open, swinging slightly because of the wind,
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and the porch was covered in thick layers of dust and dead leaves, like nobody had swept in years,
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like nobody had been sitting there the night before it happened.
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We never told anyone what we saw.
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Who would have believed us?
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Colton eventually woke up from the hospital, but he doesn't remember much from that night, and he flinches now whenever anyone mentions a candy bar.
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I still have the one from my pocket.
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It's in a freezer bag in the back of my closet, and every year around this time I think about throwing it out,
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but I don't because some part of me is scared
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that getting rid of it will finally invite whatever was watching us from behind that curtain to finish what had started.
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Esta aula de conversação usa o vídeo “3 Scary True Dead of Night Horror Stories Animated”. Este vídeo tem 331 frases e 3930 palavras para praticar shadowing. A fala dura 23:36. O falante fala em ritmo natural, cerca de 166 palavras por minuto, próximo de uma conversa do dia a dia. 83% das palavras estão entre as 3.000 mais comuns do inglês; vale a pena estudar o restante antes de começar.
Vocabulário principal deste vídeo
15 palavras do vídeo que vale a pena aprender, com pronúncia e significado:
| Palavra | Pronúncia | Significado |
|---|---|---|
| candy substantivo | /ˈkæn.di/ | rebuçado, bombom |
| porch substantivo | /pɔɹt͡ʃ/ | alpendre, pórtico |
| stare verbo | /stɛɚ/ | fitar, encarar |
| pocket substantivo | /ˈpɑ.kɪt/ | bolso, algibeira |
| trick substantivo | /ˈtɹɪk/ | artimanha, truque |
| crack substantivo | /kɹæk/ | fenda, rachadura |
| shake verbo | /ˈʃeɪk/ | sacudir, agitar |
| panic substantivo | /ˈpænɪk/ | pânico |
| scream verbo | /skɹiːm/ | gritar, berrar |
| pale adjetivo | /peɪl/ | pálido, claro |
| curtain substantivo | /ˈkɜɹt(ə)n/ | cortina |
| shotgun substantivo | /ˈʃɑtɡʌn/ | caçadeira, espingarda |
| jewellery substantivo | /ˈd͡ʒʊ-/ | joias, joalheria |
| horror substantivo | /ˈhɒɹ.ə/ | horror |
| dust substantivo | /dʌst/ | pó, poeira |
Phrasal verbs que você vai ouvir
| Palavra | Pronúncia | Significado |
|---|---|---|
| wake up verbo | /ˌweɪk ˈʌp/ | acordar, despertar |
| bring up verbo | criar | |
| come out verbo | /ˌkʌm ˈaʊt/ | sair, partir |
| crack up verbo | /ˈkɹæk ˈʌp/ | rachar o bico, gargalhar |
| figure out verbo | descobrir, deduzir | |
| get out verbo | sair | |
| get up verbo | subir | |
| give up verbo | render-se |
Frases que vale a pena repetir
Frases curtas e completas do vídeo que você pode usar na conversa do dia a dia:
- Is the government watching me?
- Do I have seven days left?
- Hi, can I help you?
- Do you need a ride?
- Are you sure you don't need a ride?
Gramática neste vídeo
As estruturas que o falante mais usa, com as palavras exatas do vídeo:
| Estrutura | No vídeo |
|---|---|
| “Used to” used to + verbo — um hábito ou estado do passado que não é mais verdade | used to be · used to think |
| Voz passiva be + particípio passado — o foco está no que acontece, não em quem faz | is parked · is locked · is obstructed |
| Present perfect have/has + particípio passado — uma ação passada que ainda importa agora | has not left · I've been · I've kept |
| Past continuous was/were + -ing — uma ação em andamento em um momento do passado | was coming · was standing · was growling |
Pronúncia para ficar de olho
O falante usa 89 contrações e formas reduzidas, como didn't, don't, wasn't. Diga-as na forma curta, do jeito que você ouve.
- Os sons de “th”: bother /ˈbɑðɚ/, breathe /bɹiːð/, thick /θɪk/, leather /ˈlɛðɚ/, underneath /ˌʌndɚˈniθ/
- Os sons de “sh” e “zh”: shake /ˈʃeɪk/, shotgun /ˈʃɑtɡʌn/, wash /wɑʃ/, explanation /ˌɛkspləˈneɪʃən/, shadow /ˈʃædəʊ̯/
- Palavras longas — acerte a sílaba tônica: anxiety /æŋˈzaɪ.əti/, explanation /ˌɛkspləˈneɪʃən/, establishment /ɪˈstæb.lɪʃ.mənt/, uncomfortable /ʌnˈkʌm.fɚ.tə.bl̩/, curiosity /ˌkjʊɹ.iˈɑ.sə.ti/
Sons difíceis para falantes de português:
- Consoante final — sem acrescentar um “i” depois: pocket /ˈpɑ.kɪt/, trick /ˈtɹɪk/, crack /kɹæk/, shake /ˈʃeɪk/, panic /ˈpænɪk/
- /l/ final — a língua toca o céu da boca, não vira “u”: pale /peɪl/, settle /ˈsɛtəl/, yell /jɛl/, peel /piːl/, meanwhile /ˈmiːnwaɪl/
- /h/ — um sopro suave, diferente do “r”: hallway /ˈhɔlˌweɪ/, horror /ˈhɒɹ.ə/, hurry /ˈhʌ.ɹi/, honey /ˈhʌni/, habit /ˈhæb.ɪt/
Como praticar com este vídeo
- Ouça o vídeo inteiro uma vez sem falar e anote as palavras que você não conhece.
- Comece na velocidade 0,75×, faça shadowing frase por frase e volte à velocidade normal quando ficar fácil.
- Grave a sua voz e compare com o original, prestando atenção a palavras como candy, porch, stare.
O que é a Técnica de Shadowing?
Shadowing é uma técnica de aprendizado de idiomas com base científica, originalmente desenvolvida para o treinamento de intérpretes profissionais. O método é simples, mas poderoso: você ouve áudio em inglês nativo e repete imediatamente em voz alta — como uma sombra seguindo o falante com 1-2 segundos de atraso. Pesquisas mostram melhora significativa na precisão da pronúncia, entonação, ritmo, sons conectados, compreensão auditiva e fluência na fala.