The Final Journey: A Creepy Real-Life Encounter | True Horror Story

It was past midnight when I boarded the last bus leaving the city. Only a few seats were occupied, and the driver looked exhausted. As the bus moved into the empty highway, an old woman climbed aboard from a deserted stop. She paid with a coin so cold it sent a chill through my fingers.

She sat directly behind me. The air grew heavy, and the lights began to flicker. I could hear her whispering, repeating a single name over and over. When I turned around, her face was pale, her eyes sunken, as if life had drained from them years ago.

Trying to ignore my fear, I stared out the window. That’s when I noticed her reflection—she wasn’t in it. Panic tightened my chest. I rang the bell, asking the driver to stop, but he didn’t respond.

The woman leaned close and whispered, “This was my last journey too.”

Suddenly, the bus screeched to a halt. I found myself alone on the roadside, the bus gone as if it never existed. At sunrise, I learned the truth: that bus had crashed years ago, killing everyone on board.

I still hear the whispers when I travel at night, reminding me some journeys never truly end. 👻🚌

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