A listener writes “So, I am not exactly sure the order of the events I am about to tell you about happened, but you let me know if you think this is strange or not. I neve realized what one of these encounters were until I started listening to your podcast years ago. I emailed you years ago, but I never shared all of my experiences that happened at my childhood home, where my mom still resides.
To begin, I grew up in Marion, SC. Very small town about an hour inland from Myrtle Beach. Population of about 6 thousand people and very spread out. My mom still lives there in the country. At the time, there were two houses to our right and one across the road from us across from a few fields. It is the country. To the left and back of our home are miles of fields. Depending on the season it could be corn, soybeans, or tobacco. I have two older sisters and we lived in a small home with a boat shed, that’s what we called it, a barn type building where my dad stored his boats, the lawn mower, and that kind of stuff. We had a large oak tree in our back yard and a huge magnolia tree in the front. My mom actually grew up on that property and eventually moved back there years after getting married and having children.
We often had issues with “prowlers” as my parents would call them. Banging on windows, taking things from the boat shed and “people” looking in windows. WELL, let me explain. I was about 10 years old or so and deathly afraid of the dark for a much more sinister reason, a whole other story, and my oldest sister asked my mom if I could spend the night with her in her room one night. My middle sister and I slept in bunk beds in another room, and we were joined at the hip, LOL Very close, like best friends. My oldest sister and I had issues but sometimes she was nice to me and I thought this was cool that she was asking me to come sleep with her being that she was always so MEAN. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER! Well, first of all, she sleeps with the room PITCH BLACK DARK and the only light radiating in the room was the red light from her digital clock on her dresser. So, we are in our PJs, she tells me get in, as the bed is pushed up in the corner of the room where you can not walk around it, you have to get in from one side.
So, I climb in, my heart is already pounding because I am already thinking to myself what is she up to, why is she being so nice to me, she even said don’t be afraid, I will hold your hard until you fall asleep. I thought she was going to smother me or something, LOL. Seriously. We are in bed, it’s a full-size bed, so it’s quite comfy. She kills the light. As I am lying there, to my left is one of the windows with the typical plastic mini blinds. That window faces the front of the house, and I could actually see the light from the front porch shining in through the blinds and that gave me great comfort. I began to feel better, and she said to me, “its ok. I am right here.” I thought well, ok. I am not sure why she’s being so cool, but whatever, it’s late and I can start to see things in the room b/c my eyes are adjusting to the darkness and the little bit of light coming in the blinds. I started to drift off to sleep, not sure how long I was asleep, but I was awakened by a tapping sound. A
s I am typing this right now, I have that exact SAME feeling that I had that night, 40 years later! I kind of just looked around with my eyes and didn’t move my head, I was paralyzed with fear.
I didn’t know why I was so scared as I no idea what the sound was and I moved my right arm, which was under the covers, over to feel if my sister was there and she was and was very much asleep. The sound was coning from the window and was getting harder and harder. Now, I shift my eyes over to the window, not moving my head and I see this HUGE dark figure taking up most of the window as it was casting the shadow on the blinds but I almost was breathless. I felt my feet get cold instantly, knowing now that was the fear, right? I was so scared. I thought the “prowlers” were trying to break in. See, the blinds were turned down, not up, so as I was lying there I could see a little of whatever it was and all I could make out was that it was black and had very white teeth. A huge mouth FULL of white teeth and I could hear it breathing, so raspy and kinda gurgled. I grabbed my sister’s arm and I said, “there is someone at the window, “ in a shaky whisper and she said, “ what! “ I said, “ there is someone trying to get in the window!” and I was trying not to move and I was talking so low, she yelled, “ WHAT!” , and I screamed, “there is someone trying to get into the window!!!!!” She looked and she saw the figure too and went screaming out of the room, yelling for my Dad.
I slid out of the bed never looking back until I landed on the floor and then I crawled out of her room so fast! “ Dad, Dad, there is someone trying to get into the window! HURRY HURRY” Now, my dad and mom were asleep in there room, my dad in shock after hearing our screams, leaps from the bed and grabs his gun, a 38 revolver, we knew this look as he would often take that gun outside to ward off the ‘prowlers’ that were CONSTANTLY harassing us! In his tighty whities, he ran out the front door and went left, towards where the “person” had been standing. My mom called our neighbor and warned them that something was happening and they got their guns and went to meet dad and help him. My mom swore that every time this happened, they would accidentally shoot one another, they had NO BUSINESS doing that but that was Dad. He came in minutes later and said, “I heard them running through the tobacco field but I couldn’t see them, only a dark figure, breaking the stalks, but I couldn’t make out details.” And just like that, we are supposed to go back to bed and everything back to normal. YEAH RIGHT. I stayed in the living room, my sister went back to bed and so did my parents.
I watched TV prob the whole night, I was so freaked out. I can see it as I am sitting here right now. I can hear it. Do I know what it was, NO. but after listening to your episodes where some people believe there were people in hoodies or black people trying to break in, it flooded me with the memories. So, I went back to my moms about a year ago. After listening to some of your quests accounts and I talked to my mom, as my dad passed away 6 years ago and she is there at 84 and my nephew lives with her so she will not be alone. She has MANY memories of things happening in that house, which I will share. I went back to the window where that “person” would have been standing years and years ago and I measured. So, there are no bricks or flowers beds under that window, just hedges that have always been there and the BOTTOM of the window as I am facing it is at 5 feet and this thing took up the whole freaking window!
So, I am guessing that thing was standing at 7 &1/2 to 8 feet high, unless whoever it was carrying a ladder or step stool. I stood there with my mom in total amazement, how could we have been so passive to believe that this was a person? I was like what the hell! I told a few close friends and got the “LOOK” and the smile, like you dumbass, so I let it go. But, I cant. The more I think about ALL of the crazy S**T that happened out there, something was going on.”