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I’m a Canadian Border Patrol Officer. We Have Rules About the Ones Who Cross in Winter | Creepypasta

I’m a Canadian Border Patrol Officer. We Have Rules About the Ones Who Cross in Winter | Creepypasta Working the border in northern Canada isn’t like any other patrol job. Out here, winter is a living thing — it moves through the trees, whispers across the snow, and watches the roads long after the sun disappears. My first night on duty, they handed me a list of rules. Four simple lines that were supposed to keep us alive. “Don’t approach anyone crossing alone.” “Never follow footprints that lead into the treeline.” “If they knock, don’t open.” “And if someone crosses twice in the same night… report it, but don’t look at them.” I followed those rules until the night I didn’t — and I learned what really wanders across the 49th Parallel when the temperature drops below zero. ⚠️ This story contains psychological horror, isolation themes, and elements inspired by real northern Canadian folklore. Listener discretion is advised. All stories on this channel are original, first-person horror narratives inspired by wilderness patrols, border folklore, and unexplained encounters from the frozen North. 👉 Subscribe for more Border Patrol creepypastas, sheriff horror stories, winter survival mysteries, and chilling night-shift encounters. #Creepypasta #BorderPatrol #CanadianHorror #WinterHorror #FrozenWilderness #NightShiftHorror #UnexplainedEncounters #FirstPersonHorror #DarkCaseFiles #HorrorNarration