“Do not stray off the path!” Isn’t that the warning given to children in fairy tales, else they encounter danger in the form of a big, bad wolf… or something worse? Katty and her friend Staci did stray off the path into the foreboding woods one October afternoon, and what they met there would haunt the nightmares of any child. This is Katty’s story….
I live in the country, just outside of a few medium-sized towns in Western Illinois, very close to the Iowa/Illinois border near the Mississippi River. I’ve had a few paranormal experiences before, ranging from when I was pretty small up until now. Some of my other family members have had some as well.
I’ve told very few of this experience because I was afraid people would think I was crazy or lying, but I swear on everything dear to me that this happened on an October day 11 years ago. I was 15 at the time (I’m 26 now).
My grandparents took my best girlfriend Staci and me to run errands with them one afternoon, and they decided it would be fun to take us to a pumpkin patch since it was so close to Halloween. This pumpkin patch was a few counties northeast of us, I think, and it was a lot of fun. It had hayrides, a corn maze, and a barn where we could get apple cider and other harvest goodies. Of course it also had a really big pumpkin patch where we could pick our own pumpkins right off the vine.
There were quite a few families with young kids there that day. I remember it was really sunny and unseasonably warm for October. Grandma and Grandpa told us we could go off on our own and explore the farm (since we were older and didn’t need supervision in their opinion), so Staci and I made off for the pumpkin patch, which I think took up about six acres. I think that’s what the sign on the road said; the pumpkin patch was just huge and sprawling.
The pumpkin patch wasn’t laid out in a straight, level field or square, like a lot of them are. There were little dirt paths, hills, a stream, and small thickets and patches of trees that separated and split up parts of it. It twisted around a corner, behind the woods a little, if you can imagine what I’m describing.
THE LITTLE BRICK BUILDING
Staci and I were having fun walking the length of the pumpkin patch and exploring all the little nooks and crannies of the field, and we finally turned around that corner at the very tail-end of the patch, so that we were out of sight of the main farm where my grandparents and all the other customers were.
When we went around that bend, we saw that we were facing a pretty dense thicket with lots of trees. We could see that the woods extended up a decent sized hill, and that there was a rocky crevice forming part of that hill. There was water running down the crevice in the form of a small waterfall that emptied out into a brook at the bottom at the base of the trees and ran into the woods somewhere out of sight.
I remember we just stood there in awe because it was really pretty, with the sunlight shimmering in the water and all the red and orange leaves falling all over the place. Staci got the bright idea to see how far back the brook went from the waterfall. Staci was always rather bossy, and though I felt like we shouldn’t, we went anyway because I didn’t want to argue with her.
We stepped over the boundary of the end of the pumpkin patch and into the thicket. Almost immediately, after about ten steps following the stream, we came upon a small, brick building. I don’t really know what it was for, but it was made of red brick, was pretty low to the ground, and had a square-ish/hexagon shape to it. It had a chimney up one side, one door made of metal, and a window on at least two sides of it. It was way too small to be a house, even for one person. It reminded me of the little bathroom buildings found in some public parks.
And here’s where the terrifying thing happened.
THE PIG CREATURE
When Staci and I walked around the side to inspect it, in the window on the right side of the building there was a face peering out at us! I know this sounds stupid, but it looked like a pig with pitch black fur or skin on its face, opaque red eyes, and really long, sharp teeth hanging out of its mouth. The teeth were not long tusks like a boar’s; it didn’t have tusks. They were more like human teeth of all the same length that were freakishly long jutting out of its mouth!
The expression on its face is what scared me the most. It looked mean, angry, or hostile. It looked like it wanted to hurt us. And it must have been tall because I could tell it wasn’t on all fours like a regular pig would be. To be looking out the window, it had to be standing or at least hunching over like a man on two feet.
As soon as Staci and I set eyes on this creature, she said, “Oh my god!” And the thing screamed! It was like the sound a cow makes when it’s mad or stressed, but crossed with a human. It wasn’t a scared shriek, it was like it wanted to attack. As I said, I got the feeling that it wanted to hurt us or was angry that we were out there.
We both screamed and almost pushed each other over trying to run from that little building. I didn’t know if it was behind us or not, but I was in survival mode and didn’t look back to check.
We finally reached the edge of the pumpkin patch, jumped over the brook, and ran the whole six acres to the farm. Once we got to where all the other people were, Staci just stopped and stood, frozen, by a vegetable stand and wouldn’t move. It was like she was in shock. I went to the open barn where Grandma and Grandpa were talking to the guy who owned the farm. They saw my face and knew something was wrong.
Grandma and Grandpa and the farmer ushered me back behind the barn so the little kids and families wouldn’t hear whatever I had to say. I told them exactly what we’d seen. Grandpa didn’t want to believe me and said we just spooked ourselves. We went and got Staci, who was still by the front of the barn looking traumatized. When they were finally able to get her to talk, she told them the exact same thing.
WHAT THE FARMER KNEW
Here’s the thing: As soon as the farmer realized which little brick building we’d seen, his face just went white. It looked like he’d been slapped. Grandpa asked him what was the matter. The farmer whispered something to him and Grandpa told us to go wait in the car. We did.
When Grandpa came back, he looked very shaken. He got in and told Staci, Grandma and me what the farmer confided to him. The farmer’s family had owned that property for almost a century, and back in the 1930s the farmer’s uncle had told them all that he’d seen a “demon” that looked like a pig in the woods and that it lived in that little building.
The farmer’s family didn’t believe his uncle, thinking he was making up stories or maybe was becoming mentally ill. Then, at the tail-end of the ’30s, his uncle went missing for about five days. Finally, one of the family members found his uncle’s dead body in that little building. Not a mark on him, and the coroner couldn’t figure out what happened; he had been perfectly healthy, in his late teens/early 20s, and had no injuries they could find. He’d just dropped dead on the floor of that little brick building for no apparent reason.
The farmer also told Grandpa that once in awhile he still hears some unidentifiable animal shrieking or howling out in the woods at the edge of the field, but can’t identify what kind of animal could make a sound like that. The farmer’s family always reported that sound off and on on that property since his uncle’s death.
Source: http://paranormal.about.com/od/weirdcreaturesmonsters/fl/Encounter-with-the-Pig-Demon.htm
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Ok, this is going to sound insanr. But I have seen something similar as a child. When I was three years old I would get up before my mother and go to the living room to play. One morning, a little girl in a yellow dress came through the wall, wit her was a pig that could speak and stood only on his back feet. They told me that they could come play with me every morning, but never to tell or tey couldn’t come see me anymore. The little girl was friendly, we held hands and jumped back and forth from the coffee table to the couch, playing ring around the rosy. But the pig was irritable and grumpy. I was scared of him. One morning my mother woke up early and went to the bathroom. I ran to her and said come see my friend. She still remembers this also and was I scared her half to death. She asked me who my friend was. O told her it was a little girl in a yellow dress and we has a pig with her. My mom jumped up, grabbed me, and ran to the neighbors, terrified. I was a very serious child, she believed me 100%. A few weeks later I came to her again with, what she says, was the same excited little look on my face. She didn’t let me speak. She grabbed me and ran outside, then asked me what I saw. I told her there was an old woman sitting on my bed and she wouldn’t let me play with my toys. I also remember this. A short while later, the pig appeared to me on the wall and told me I wasn’t supposed to tell. And that every time I stick my fingers in my ears, I will hear them marching to come get me. This has scared me my entire life. I’m now 32 and still can’t shake the pigs threat or understand what it was I actually saw. Demons? An angel and a demon? Personally, I don’t know. But it is comforting to see that I’m not just crazy and other people have seen a threatening pig that shouldn’t actually be there.
This is going to sound even crazier. I have a photo with the “pig demon”
It jumped into one of my selfies at our very haunted old house.!you can tell it’s a physical object bc my hair goes over the “demon”. I am hoping to get more info on this wicked creature. I’m happy to show you. It’s not a photo goinhbe to squint to see.!its clear as day in the photo!
Thank you
Can we see the pic cuz I have pictures I had once in a old house too
A Chort https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chort
Feel free to email me any paranormal experiences or stories at theartismagistra@gmail.com about any sort of entities or encounters.
A friend of mine had a very recent encounter with a “chort” as I later found out. Her friends had brought her along -without her knowledge- to a demon summoning. She of course did not participate, but after the fact, odd things began to happen. Her friend was sent to the hospital with a seizure, another friends cousin died, and she had been experiencing things similar to possession. She says that it is similar to blacking out, and being pushed out of her body, and returning after awhile. She is afraid that this thing that is possessing her will harm her friends and family, due to its aggressive nature. She says that she suddenly gets angry because of it, and it makes her want to hurt those around her. A few hours ago, after I translated what she had heard just after the ritual, she became unable to breath. She was in great pain, and said that she saw a figure standing at her door. It’s breathing was extremely loud, and it was close to her. I found images of it, and she confirmed that it did indeed look like a chort, and was massive in size. It disappeared a short while later, but she is still shaken. Is there anything you recommend that she do to get rid of this thing?
I just emailed you.. Ohjankgirl@gmail.com
– Stephanie Wilson
I saw this demon too. What is his name?
For HANNAH, I hope this can help you in your search for a name, please be careful, i may or may not have a name of its own, but giving it a name or using it out loud can add to it’s power. There is power in a name.
Babi Ngepet
Chort
may be one of the many that formed “legion”, having broken off and survived
another example, based on a true story of the The Amityville Horror(The Lutzes’ 5-year-old daughter, Missy, developed an imaginary friend named “Jodie,” a demonic pig-like creature with glowing red eyes.)
“The boar is the beast of death,” Robert Graves says (White Goddess. The Noonday Press, 1969. 210), and much of the sacred and symbolic import of boars and pigs in general is in fact connected with death. Death is, of course, a central concern of most religions, but in those which emphasize the danger to the soul of devouring demons, and in those in which human sacrifice is an important element, contemplation of death takes on a special vividness and immediacy. The pig is, among other things, a devourer; it is a menace to crops and to people, it is voracious and it is omnivorous. Even the strong-stomached goat will not eat meat, its young, or manure. Stories of domestic pigs killing and eating children, women in childbirth, even grown men are abundant, and some are undoubtedly true. Thus for dangerousness the pig has no rival among domestic animals, except the bull, but he at least will not eat you. (http://meadhall.homestead.com/boarspigsandmyth.html)
So I’m watching YouTube videos right now, and I’m watching the “AlltimeMovies” channel. I’m watching the video “The Truth Behind The Amityville Horror.” In it, at around 6:15, they explain that in the original movie, they depict Missy’s encounter with this entity. I’ve only ever seen the 2005 version, and have never read up much on the real story of what happened in the house.
About a month ago, I befriended one of my coworkers who is very quiet. We talked about everything under the sun for a little while. Then, he told me that his mom and aunt told him that the night he was born, his aunt was holding him and looking out of the hospital window. She saw the head of a pig, but it was standing like a man, and he had glowing red eyes just staring at them. She was so terrified, so she started praying with her eyes closed nonstop for a little while. She opened her eyes and it was gone… Now, not going to lie, I believe in a spiritual realm and all, but I didn’t really just didn’t believe his story (or rather, his aunt’s). It just sounded TOO outlandish. I kind of completely dumped it from my mind, until this YouTube video! So I googled, and found this thread. Honestly, I am KINDA spooked! 🙁 I want to research more on this entity, but I’m afraid that I’ll give it power and it was start visiting me :/ … Be safe out there everyone who has already seen it!!! I’m so sorry you experienced that! I’m sending TONS of love and light to you guys!
Daniel Lutz, in 2013, told his story as well – of running into a large angry pig with wolf-like teeth. See https://thestir.cafemom.com/celebrities/153359/amityville_horror_wasnt_fake_says.
I have been reading these stories and thought I was crazy. As a child, I too had a vision of a pig-like creature staring at me through a window. It was a lucid, waking dream completely based in a real life situation. I was a child sitting on the couch at the pastor’s parsonage. It was dark outside. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of something in the window. It was standing yet had the face of a pig. It was staring directly at me with gleaming eyes. I was terrified yet paralyzed to scream out.
please Belive me …. i Woke up This Morning & Saw a dude being tied up with a rope and restraint…. it was making all Sort off HORRIFIYING PIG NOISES LIKE SCREEEEECHING ONES it was Soooo terrifying , th eventually ey Killed the entity but i wonder wtf was his name …. well i dont wanna know actually but would be good for informational purposes .
How was the creature killed was it beaten to death and had his jaw ripped off
For the past several months I’ve seen a creature that stands like a man with a pigs head and dressed in black. Ive seen it late at night and in my dreams. I’m not sure but it seems to me like a demon. I hear pig snorts occasionally as well as lots of strange paranormal events.
I found this post. Im scared. Just last night this pig entity appeared in my dream. I did not see it but in my dreams i was in the living room (where i do my tarot readings. i just recently got into this hobby and im wondering if this has something to do with this). In my dream i heard it surrounding my house, and it sounded like wolf or dog but it is making sounds like a pig. What is this? please help! is this has something to do with tarot? In my dreams I was scared and hiding inside my house while the thing is outside. And I was scared to even breath in my dreams. I woke up from that dream scared and confused.
In October of 2019 my wife and I had an encounter with a being that matches this description. It was out in our backyard and teasing us to the point of putting it’s face up an onto a glass door that leads out to our backyard. All while we were entertaining and hosting a little fall dinner party.
It left a mark like a person’s face would but when we all focused it was only the residue that was visible. We had to do some intense cleansing to get rid of this thing and the negativity it brought.
I think this must be a common lesser entity or entities that is/are now manifesting to many for some reason.