This is a recent story that happened to me two days ago as I was walking home from work. I haven't told anyone about it as it didn't and still doesn't scare me.
So two days ago as I was walking home from work, as my usual habit I see people from my neighbourhood and I usually stop and talk to them for a bit before continuing on my way, as it is my habit to greet everyone I see.
But on this particular day the road was almost deserted with only about two or three people at most that I had seen. So as I'm on my way walking downhill to my house I see a really tall man walking in a weird sort of motion like was if he's dragging himself across the tar road.
When he mustve been about 2 feet away from me I look directly at him and say "Hello" and that's when I notice this guy does not have a face! I stop dead in my tracks and turn around to see where this person goes and I see nothing, this person or whatever it was just simply vanished.
I even remember what he wore. He had a white cap on but that couldn't have been a reason I didn't see his face as he was really close to me for me to notice what he wore right down to the colours of his clothes, and the road is always well lit so it couldn't have been my mind playing tricks on me due to the dark.
I come from a little suburb called Reservoir Hills in Durban, South Africa and in its earlier days, when it was being developed, it was still a farmland. There are many stories about stuff that happened here in those days people disappearing, houses built on unmarked grave sites. Even the school I went to as a kid is partially built over a grave site. But I'll post more of the other stuff some other time.