My strangest experience wasn't a woods kind of thing. We lived in a rural KS area in a country neighborhood of about two dozen homes laid out on a big gravel circle cut into a section, each home with several acres - some with ponds. I swear we had a ghost (an old Mexican man) but he never bothered us and seemed to like us so that wasn't an issue (perhaps he was our protector). Whatever the cause, I believe the neighborhood was somehow cursed - or very unlucky. We lived there 8 years. During this time, one neighbor was hit by a train and another rear-ended a garbage truck - both dead. The UPS man overturned his truck on the gravel - dead. A neighbor boy got strangled in a weight machine - dead. A neighbor girl got drunk and flipped her three-wheeler - dead. A neighbor friend of mine flipped her Suburban on the gravel 1/2 mile away and died. A neighbor boy flipped his truck on the gravel and a passenger was killed. A neighbor man blew his brains out. I was so glad to get out of that place.