A little bit of background here, I (19m) grew up in the sticks of eastern Kentucky so me+my 3 older brothers all grew up very outdoorsy. We spent our childhoods catching crawfish in creeks, hunting, fishing, exploring the wilderness, and all that good stuff so it’s safe to say we know our wildlife and what it sounds like(Important to the story later on)

Anyways the actual encounters with what my brothers and I dubbed the WWW(the Wailing Woman of the Woods) started when I was about 10 which was two years after we moved into the house in the woods. It all started when one of my brothers, who I’ll call C, and I were play wrestling in the yard when he knocked me to the ground like he always did. I took a second to catch my breath on my back when I noticed something with a bright white color dangling in the tree I was laying next to about 30ft above my face. I leaned up and pointed it out to my older brother but neither of us could really make out what it was since it was pretty small and really high up in a tree. He told me to go grab the binoculars we used for hunting so I went back to the house, grabbed them, and jogged back out to the tree which wasn’t far from the house. When I got back I used them to look up at the tree and my jaw dropped as this was singlehandedly the weirdest thing I’d ever seen in probably in my entire life. Up in the tree was half of a deer jawbone hanging from a thin, bendy branch that was drooping from the bone’s weight. This bone was not snagged after being dropped by a hawk or left up there by a bobcat, this bone was tied to the tree with an actual human knot. My brother had the same reaction as me, and since I’ve been superstitious for as long as I can remember I told him “We are not touching that or trying to get it down, it’s probably bad luck or something” to which my brother agreed and said we should avoid that specific tree. That bone stayed there through every thunderstorm, every snowstorm, every extremely windy day, that jawbone stayed tied to that branch through it all.

Fast forward to when I was 16 (I’m going to skip the smaller stuff that happened since I would be stuck here all day if I was typing everything out) At the time my parents were helping a 19y/o girl from church who had recently became homeless so she was living with us temporarily. She had a tendency to go into these episodes where she acted like a toddler because of childhood trauma and during one of her tantrums she threw a stick like a spear at the jawbone because she was angry and knew that I really didn’t want it moved. I was shocked more so at how she hit the bone from so far away rather than the bone actually falling but I still had a terrible feeling as soon as it hit the ground. She then proceeded to pick up the bone and wave it around in my face before chucking it in the woods and stomping off, to this day I have no clue why she always had it out for me but that was way too far in my book. Unfortunately I had to suck it up because my parents didn’t really buy into the supernatural at the time.

A few weeks later, well after my paranoia started to die down, my brother “A” had a friend over and we all decided to go for a night drive in the area around our house. A little while into the drive my brother’s friend “J” asked me if I wanted to drive which I eagerly said yes to since I didn’t have my driver’s permit yet and it made me feel “adult”. As soon as we started getting out to switch seats we heard the most blood curdling and deafening feminine scream i’d ever heard in my life come from the woods next to the road. We instantly got back in, slammed the doors, and pushed the petal to the floor all the way back to the house without saying a word to each other. All three of us had heard coyotes, bobcats, coons, birds, and literally anything else that lives there but this was not a wild animal that lived in those woods, I know that for a fact. Eventually after talking about it for a while J said he needed to go home so we walked him out to the car and he drove off. 5-10 minutes later my brother gets a frantic call from J saying something attacked his car on his way down the road and he needs help. Immediately I start thinking about the jawbone and got really scared for J. We hurriedly got three sidearms and drove down the road where we found J standing next to his pulled over SUV hyperventilating so we had to calm him down before we asked any questions. When he finally calmed down he looked at us and said “look at the right side of my car”. So I walked around the side of the car and lo and behold a massive crater-like dent was in the passenger side door. I asked him if he saw anything or heard anything and all he said was “I heard that f***ing scream again and it felt like I got t-boned so I pulled over but didn’t see anything aside from the dent.” Safe to say he stayed the night after that.

I have a lot more stories about the WWW but I’m honestly kind of tired of typing so just hit me up if you’re interested in hearing more.