I just finished writing a story about me and my husband's fishing adventure a few nights ago and wanted to write another while it is still fresh in my mind.
Several years ago my stepsister and I were on our way home from church. It was a Wednesday night, cold and clear. We took a back road, one that is narrow and curvy and not traveled as much as the other road we would normally take. We also normally didn't take this road at night because of different stories that had been told and the creepy feeling you sometimes get when on this road at night. We rode along in silence, both of us lost in our own thoughts. I noticed a car approaching us and saw my stepsister flip the switch to dim her own headlights. We continued on along the road, very dark as there are few street lights. I knew my stepsister was waiting for the car to pass so she could put her lights back on high beam. But the car never passed us. After a minute or so, my stepsister asked me if I saw a car coming towards us. I told her I did and told her I noticed she had dimmed her lights so I knew she had seen it too.
We were both puzzled as to where the car had gone. We knew the road was narrow so she would have needed to slow down and get over to the right side of the road as much as possible to let the car by. But when we never saw a car pass, we tried to figure out where it went. We even turned around and went back to the place in the road where we saw the oncoming headlights to see if maybe the car had turned off or turned around. The only problem was, there was no turn off and no way the car could have turned around. On one side of the road was a steep hill with a railroad at the top and on the other side of the road was a steep bank shielded by a guardrail. No road to turn onto, no house to maybe have pulled in a driveway, no drop offs and no other car in sight. As a matter of fact, we didn't even see another car from then until we got home. We both remained puzzled about this for several days. Even now, sometimes when we are together for family gatherings, either she or I will bring it up to each other and say "remember when we saw the car... Or at least the headlights of a car? ". Neither she nor I have ever had anything like that happen to us again, but that was enough to make us question what it was.
As I said, this road has many stories. They are not pleasant ones. One story was told by my cousin years ago and after he told it, he has never spoke of it again. He worked about an hour's drive away so he carpooled with a few other guys that lived near him. They worked second shift so it was always late when they got home. One guy always liked to take this back road home when it was his week to drive. On their way home one night they were almost at the end of the road when they all spotted something on the side of the road. A railroad trestle bridge is at the end of the road. As they were about to pass through the trestle, they saw a group of people to the left of the road and what looked like a fire. They all wondered what in the world was going on at two in the morning in a vacant lot. The guy put the car in reverse and backed up. He said that when they backed up, they saw a group of people dancing and what he thought sounded like chanting. There was a huge fire and beside the fire was a young girl with long blonde hair wearing a white gown. The guy driving decided they didn't want any part of whatever was going on and wanted out of there. When he put the car in drive and started to race out of there, they looked again, but nothing was there. No people, no fire, no blonde girl nothing. My cousin told this when he arrived home that night because his wife could see something had really bothered him and he was almost physically sick. He told her what he had just seen and has never spoke of it again. He won't talk about it.
Another story is that a young girl was found hanging in a tree after she committed suicide on this same road. I can't remember if this was before or after what my cousin said he witnessed. There are many stories and reported sightings of a young girl in white along this road but I don't really associate that with the headlight thing my stepsister and I experienced. There are many other stories but none of headlights that I'm aware of.
This may have only happened one time, but it is something that my stepsister or I have ever forgotten. It was just so strange. Especially when you know this car couldn't have turned around on either side of the road for a few miles and seems to have just simply vanished. Make any sense?