I have a friend who swears that one night, while driving somewhere in Ohio, that he saw this young girl wearing wet clothes, walking in her bare feet alongside the road. She appeared dazed and confused, so he offered to give her a ride, and she got in the back seat of his car and mumbled some address to him, that wasn’t too far away.
My buddy drove her over there and when he was parked outside, he turned to the back seat to ask, “Is this your house?” but she was no longer there. All that was left on the back seat of his car, was her wet sweater.
My buddy grabbed the sweater, and even though it was after 10 PM, he went up to the house anyway, and knocked on the door. An elderly man answered, saw the sweater and said, “You picked her up too, right?”
He was then told that the girl who had ridden in my buddy’s car had drowned in a lake, over 20 years ago, but her ghost still wants to be “taken home,” and every so often, someone will give her a ride, not knowing who she is.
My buddy offered to buy the sweater for $20 from her father but he just smiled and said, “It will disappear, before morning.”