Doesn’t every town have a ghost that hangs by the side of the road? If you stop, she gets in your car, you set your gps to find her house, and when you finally get her where she says she’s going, she disappears.
It is a scary thought, as you’re driving down a pitch black road, to imagine seeing something or somebody in the flash of your headlights. I’ve never seen a ghost walking, but once, late at night, I saw an antique truck—1940’s model—on the highway in the rain. I spied it in my rear view mirror, and I remarked on it to myself, because I’m a sucker for old cars. Then it disappeared.
I don’t mean it changed lanes, or turned away, or even turned off it’s lights. It simply ceased to be in my rear view mirror. Not proof of a ghost, I know, but needless to say, I hightailed it home, ran into the house, and burrowed under my covers (with the cats), which is, of course, the safest place to hide from apparitions. You know that, right?
Niles has a version of the classic hitchhiking ghost, which makes sense on that winding, unlit road. Frankly, I find the hitchhiking ghost legend sort of tragic, especially the versions in which she disappears just as you bring her to her parents’ house. I mean, couldn’t she stick around long enough to give them a clammy hug? They miss her, for God’s sake.
For more on this classic story, go here. It’s good write up (veracity excluded), but I’ve got to warn you that if you frighten easily, do NOT look at the rest of this website.
Mockingbirds at midnight 