The Phantom Hitchhiker
We all know the story. It is an probably the most told ghost story of all time.
There are endless versions. They are as old as the automobile itself. Maybe
even older. The most well known is
Resurrection Mary. There are others as
well but this is the one I know and have told to countless others

Two days later, Jack drives back to his mystery girl's home and knocks on the door. He is
surprised when a very elderly woman opens the door and invites him to step inside. As he
looks about the interior of the front parlor, he notices a framed portrait of the beautiful
young girl, and he asks the woman if her granddaughter is home.
Following the student's gaze to the portrait, the woman begins to weep. Her darling
daughter, she said, is still trying to come home. The student listens incredulously as the
woman tells him that her daughter had been killed in an automobile accident on a dark and
rainy night over 40 years before. He leaves the old woman, concluding that she must be
crazy. The hitchhiker he had picked up that night was no more than nineteen years old. And
she was very much alive.
As he passes a small rural cemetery, something blowing in the wind on one of the grave
markers catches his eye. When he enters the graveyard to investigate, he finds his jacket
draped over a tombstone that marks the final resting place of a young woman who had died
forty years ago.
Jack is driving on a lonely country road late one rainy night. He is startled to see a
young woman walking along the side of the road. He pulls over and asks her if she
wants a ride. She appears a bit dazed and she is soaked to the skin. With a mumbled
word of thanks, she gets inside. The man reaches behind him, grabs his jacket from
the backseat, and offers it to the hitchhiker.
She smiles her thanks and drapes the jacket over her shoulders, informing him that
she has to get home to see her parents. The driver notices for the first time that her
face and hands are scratched and bleeding, and he asks what happened to her. She
explains that her car slid off the road and into a ditch. She had been standing there
for what had seemed like hours, hoping for help, before she decided to walk the rest
of the way to her parents' home.
He tells her that there is no problem taking her right to her parents' front door. She
thanks him, gestures into the darkness ahead and says that the house is only a few miles
ahead. After a few minutes, she points to the lights of a house down a very short lane.
She asks him to stop, and she gets out of the car. He protests that he would be happy to
drive her the rest of the way, but she is already running away into the night. As he
drives on, he berates himself for not asking her name, but then he remembers that she
still wears his jacket. That will be his excuse to drive back to her parents' home and
formally make her acquaintance.