Speaker 1: And I got closer to the bed, and all of
Speaker 1: a sudden, these glowing red eyes appeared in this black
Speaker 1: mass under the bed.
Speaker 2: Two encounters, two families, and one chilling question. What happens
Speaker 2: when something unseen chooses you or your child? We're gonna
Speaker 2: hear from generational shadow figures to a midnight terror that
Speaker 2: only a child could see. My name is Edwin and
Speaker 2: here are Kalin's and Pablo's true scary stories.
Speaker 1: These events happened between about two thousand and eight to
Speaker 1: twenty eighteen and pretty much three different locations throughout the
Speaker 1: East coast of the US. They started happening in Orange County,
Speaker 1: New York around two thousand and eight, but the real
Speaker 1: beginning of all of this happened back in Richmond, Virginia
Speaker 1: in the nineteen eighties to my mother. My mother and
Speaker 1: her best friend used to always hang out at her
Speaker 1: friend Kay's house. While there, they encountered this like shadow
Speaker 1: entity that would hide in the basement originally, but then
Speaker 1: it started coming out of the basement and kind of
Speaker 1: following them. It would hide Kay's mother's jewelry in her
Speaker 1: room to get her in trouble. It started just taking
Speaker 1: the jewelry all together they would never see it again.
Speaker 1: It started following my mom and her when they were
Speaker 1: hanging out there. The first big instance they had was
Speaker 1: around Christmas. They building a fort with chairs and blankets,
Speaker 1: and all of a sudden they see it coming out
Speaker 1: from behind the Christmas tree watching them. It had these
Speaker 1: glowing red eyes and it's just staring at them. So
Speaker 1: they hid in the fort and all of a sudden,
Speaker 1: the blankets just started getting pulled off the fort. They
Speaker 1: ran out of there. The next thing they had happened
Speaker 1: to them, which was the big final thing. My mom
Speaker 1: didn't really have any instances after this. Kay was having
Speaker 1: a sleepover party at her house. All these girls are
Speaker 1: hanging out and they started playing light as a feather
Speaker 1: stiff as a board. As they're playing, nothing's really happening
Speaker 1: until it's Kay's turn. When it's her turn, they all
Speaker 1: do the thing, have their fingers under her, and all
Speaker 1: of a sudden, she starts coming off of their fingers.
Speaker 1: She goes all the way up to the ceiling and
Speaker 1: then everybody starts screaming. As soon as they start screaming
Speaker 1: and she opens her eyes, it drops her from the
Speaker 1: ceiling onto the pillows on the floor just full drop
Speaker 1: and they all went screaming running. A lot of people
Speaker 1: went home, but they never really had a big encounter
Speaker 1: after that. It just kind of went back to taking things,
Speaker 1: hiding things, a nuisance. Really. Around two thousand and eight,
Speaker 1: in New York, my childhood home, it started coming after
Speaker 1: me and my sisters. During the same time, in Virginia,
Speaker 1: where Kay lives with her daughters, it started coming after
Speaker 1: them as well. So it was just kind of in
Speaker 1: two places at once somehow, and it would show itself
Speaker 1: in my backyard. Originally I could see it on the
Speaker 1: line of the woods in our yard and it would
Speaker 1: just stand there, and then it started getting closer and
Speaker 1: closer until I would be home alone and I would
Speaker 1: see it on our back porch looking at me through
Speaker 1: the glass door. I did not like that. I would
Speaker 1: hide from it. It looked like the outline of what
Speaker 1: seemed like stereotypical back wild West Native American. But we
Speaker 1: all knew it wasn't that. We could all tell like,
Speaker 1: that's not right. It's trying to fool us. Because it
Speaker 1: started in Virginia in the area where they were there
Speaker 1: happened to have been a lot of like burial grounds
Speaker 1: and stuff like that, so it seemed to kind of
Speaker 1: take on what people would assume it would instead of
Speaker 1: what it seemed to be doing, which was a lot
Speaker 1: worse than what you would assume a native spirit would
Speaker 1: be doing. I then started hearing stuff inside the house.
Speaker 1: We're not sure if the noises I would hear was
Speaker 1: this entity or something else. In the area that's where
Speaker 1: I grew up. The area is very well known for
Speaker 1: paranormal happenings. I live about a block from the spot
Speaker 1: that had the most US sidings in New York State
Speaker 1: for the longest time. I live right on the edge
Speaker 1: of a subject of the Appalachian Mountains, a lot of
Speaker 1: paranormal things. So the noise is not really sure if
Speaker 1: it was this entity or not. But I would hear
Speaker 1: somebody walking in our attic, and our attic is unfinished,
Speaker 1: so nobody can even walk up there. But I would
Speaker 1: hear footsteps over my bed at night, just kind of
Speaker 1: pacing over where I slept, and I slept on a
Speaker 1: bunk bed. I shared my bedroom with my sister at
Speaker 1: the time, and I had the top bunk, so it
Speaker 1: was like right over top of me. And I would
Speaker 1: hear this every couple nights just as walking until one
Speaker 1: night in two thousand and nine, this entity came inside
Speaker 1: the house. I was coming to bed. I always was
Speaker 1: the last when I go to bed, even at about
Speaker 1: eleven years old, it's always and I'm walking back to
Speaker 1: the room, lights are out. I come in and I
Speaker 1: just can tell something's wrong. The way the room is
Speaker 1: set up, the doors all the way on one side
Speaker 1: of the room, it's on the left side. On the
Speaker 1: right side at the end is where the bed is.
Speaker 1: Across from the bed is a TV. We had this
Speaker 1: little TV and it was on, but it was just
Speaker 1: on blue screen. Nothing was playing, so it has that
Speaker 1: blue light washing over the room. I look and underneath
Speaker 1: the bottom bunk where my sister is sleeping, there's no
Speaker 1: light touching. It's just like a black wall under the bed.
Speaker 1: I kind of thought that's not normal, but tried to
Speaker 1: brush it off until I walked in and I got
Speaker 1: closer to the bed, and all of a sudden, these
Speaker 1: glowing red eyes appeared in this black mass under the bed,
Speaker 1: and it started this unnatural growling noise. I was kicked
Speaker 1: into fight or flight. I didn't know what to do.
Speaker 1: I didn't run out of the room. I got close
Speaker 1: enough to jump from the head of the bed to
Speaker 1: the foot of the bed and halfway up the ladder,
Speaker 1: almost like an athlete that I was not at the time,
Speaker 1: and I ran up to the top and hit under
Speaker 1: the covers. After a little bit, I heard this noise
Speaker 1: come from the bottom. It sounded a noise almost like
Speaker 1: a snort, like a when a bull snorts in anger.
Speaker 1: It kind of made that noise. After a while, I
Speaker 1: could feel that heaviness leave, so it wasn't hanging out anymore.
Speaker 1: It had left when it realized I was not going
Speaker 1: to let it come near me. After that, it seemed
Speaker 1: to kind of back off a little bit, at least
Speaker 1: from me. I didn't really have anything happen other than
Speaker 1: it would turn off the lights constantly on me. Electronics
Speaker 1: would break very easily, and I would constantly have issues
Speaker 1: with my things disappearing. After my instance here, it started
Speaker 1: going after Kay's children. And we knew this because we
Speaker 1: would visit a lot we used to stay in. They
Speaker 1: had a detached garage with like an apartment above it,
Speaker 1: and we always called it the guest house, and that's
Speaker 1: where we would stay when we visit it. One time
Speaker 1: I'm in there. I had gone back early to the
Speaker 1: guesthouse for the one to go to bed. But I'm
Speaker 1: sitting there TV on trying to go to sleep and
Speaker 1: I hear what sounds like someone coming up the stairs
Speaker 1: to the door for the apartment. I call out to
Speaker 1: my parents, thinking it's one of them coming back to
Speaker 1: go to bed. Nothing. Then I yell out to my dad,
Speaker 1: thinking it was my dad. He loved to like jokes
Speaker 1: like that and try to scare us. No response. My
Speaker 1: dad would have answered if it was him. So with
Speaker 1: the no response, I was like, Okay, so this is
Speaker 1: not my parents, but it's coming up really slowly. As
Speaker 1: it got a little passed halfway up the stairs, I
Speaker 1: ran over and locked the door. As it got to
Speaker 1: the top. I'm hiding at the other end of the apartment,
Speaker 1: away from the door, and I can see the doorknob
Speaker 1: turn and it keeps turning back and forth like someone's
Speaker 1: trying to open it. And then it starts jiggling like
Speaker 1: someone's aggressively trying to open it, and I could see
Speaker 1: a shadow from underneath the door like someone was standing there.
Speaker 1: After about a minute straight of it trying to get in,
Speaker 1: it stopped and I started hearing footsteps down the stairs,
Speaker 1: but only to about halfway and then it stopped. I
Speaker 1: just sat in the corner hiding, did not go to sleep.
Speaker 1: I stayed there until my parents came and got annoyed
Speaker 1: that I had locked the door on them. The following day,
Speaker 1: Mom and Kay took most of us to go to
Speaker 1: the store. My middle sister and her middle daughter ended
Speaker 1: up staying at the house because they wanted to play.
Speaker 1: They did not want to go shopping, so we left.
Speaker 1: Kay's daughter's uncle lived next door, so her uncle was
Speaker 1: always there. They weren't alone alone, but they're playing in
Speaker 1: the living room, and connected to their living room is
Speaker 1: their kitchen, and they had this intercom system in the
Speaker 1: main house that connected to about half the rooms, not
Speaker 1: all of them. They hear the intercom turn on in
Speaker 1: the kitchen and it was just static. So they go
Speaker 1: over and they hit it and call, thinking maybe one
Speaker 1: of us stayed behind and just didn't tell them. They
Speaker 1: get back heavy breathing through the innercock. They hit it again,
Speaker 1: saying who is it? The heavy breathing just gets louder.
Speaker 1: Behind the kitchen, there's a hallway and down it is
Speaker 1: all the bedrooms and everything. It's a very skinny hallway,
Speaker 1: so they go around to look down the hall to
Speaker 1: see if any of the doors are open, if anybody's
Speaker 1: in the rooms, and they just see this really thick darkness.
Speaker 1: It goes about halfway. It's like a gradient, so it
Speaker 1: gets darker the further down the hallway you go, and
Speaker 1: they see this shadow like person at the end looking
Speaker 1: at them, and it starts running them. They booked it
Speaker 1: out of the house, screaming loud enough that her uncle
Speaker 1: came and they're sitting out on the driveway. When we
Speaker 1: came back, they're sobbing. They would not go back in
Speaker 1: the house. My mother and Kay are both telling them
Speaker 1: it was nothing. You were imagining things you watch a
Speaker 1: scary movie. I knew better. I knew exactly what it was,
Speaker 1: and I wouldn't go back in the house either. I
Speaker 1: just went back to the guest house. I was like, Nope,
Speaker 1: I'm not dealing with that. It kind of didn't bother
Speaker 1: us as much after that. It just seemed to like
Speaker 1: scaring us. It fed off of that, and when it
Speaker 1: couldn't scare us as much anymore, it backed off a
Speaker 1: little bit. In the same childhood home in my bedroom
Speaker 1: in New York. My aunt passed away. I was really
Speaker 1: close to her her and a couple of years after
Speaker 1: she passed, I'm still not able to deal with that.
Speaker 1: I was only nine when she passed. Around the same
Speaker 1: time as this entity started, I was not doing okay.
Speaker 1: I was upset, didn't sleep well, and one night, I'm
Speaker 1: still upset about her passing. All of a sudden, like
Speaker 1: I'm trying to force myself to go to sleep. Close
Speaker 1: in my eyes, I take one of my stuffed animals,
Speaker 1: put it over my eyes, just trying to get myself
Speaker 1: to go to sleep, and I can see light like
Speaker 1: someone's shining a flashlight at my eyes very close, and
Speaker 1: I can see my eyelids, but I still have the
Speaker 1: stuffed animal over my eyes, so there's no way that
Speaker 1: could have happened. And I get this wave of calm
Speaker 1: come over me, and I could hear a voice basically
Speaker 1: tell me to relax, it's okay, And in the moment,
Speaker 1: I didn't realize whose voice it was, but in the morning,
Speaker 1: when I woke up, I realized it was my late
Speaker 1: aunt who had said, you know, it's okay, relax, And
Speaker 1: right after she talked, I felt like a dog licked
Speaker 1: my face, and I had had a childhood dog when
Speaker 1: I was born. My parents had a German shepherd and
Speaker 1: she had to be put down when I was about
Speaker 1: three from cancer. That was her licking my face, and
Speaker 1: I just immediately after that just knocked out and had
Speaker 1: the best sleep I had had in years. I finally
Speaker 1: felt calm, and I finally was okay with everything that
Speaker 1: had happened to my aunt, and I was able to
Speaker 1: accept it after that, I one hundred percent believe that,
Speaker 1: like after people pass, if it's strong enough, if they're
Speaker 1: able to that, they will visit us and check in
Speaker 1: on us and let us know they're okay. And twenty fifteen,
Speaker 1: I graduated and I went to college in Orlando, Florida,
Speaker 1: so I moved there. I would live in my grandparents' house.
Speaker 1: They have a house there, and they only stayed about
Speaker 1: half the year. There are snowbirds. During the half that
Speaker 1: I was there alone, you could always feel this heaviness
Speaker 1: in the left side of the house, where my grandparents'
Speaker 1: master suitet was. I would not go near there. I
Speaker 1: didn't even like going in the garage that was on
Speaker 1: that side of the house. I just stayed far away
Speaker 1: from it as I could. It was always dark. Even
Speaker 1: if he turned the light on, it just was still
Speaker 1: very dark over there. Even when they stayed there, I
Speaker 1: could still feel it even though they were in that
Speaker 1: room at the ensa there. It was about end of
Speaker 1: twenty eighteen. I was getting ready to graduate. I'm like
Speaker 1: doing my homework. I would do my homework at the
Speaker 1: back of the house. So the house's open concept except
Speaker 1: for the master suite, which was completely closed off from
Speaker 1: the house, and on the right side there was a
Speaker 1: hall with a bedroom at the front of the house
Speaker 1: and the back. I stayed at the back of the house.
Speaker 1: At the back of the open concept, they had a
Speaker 1: screened in porch, which down there is called a Florida room.
Speaker 1: Some of them have glass. They happen to have glass
Speaker 1: and screen. And I would hang out back there to
Speaker 1: do my homework because it was a lot cooler sometimes
Speaker 1: than the house. I was out there late doing my homework.
Speaker 1: I'm packing all my stuff up, putting it back in
Speaker 1: my room in my backpack. As I'm doing so, I'm
Speaker 1: heading back to my room and I'm turning out the lights.
Speaker 1: I get to the beginning of the hallway to my bedroom,
Speaker 1: and I just stop because the hair on the back
Speaker 1: of my neck stands up. And I hear like a
Speaker 1: voice in my head say, don't look behind you. And
Speaker 1: I get a glance in my peripheral and I see
Speaker 1: that darkness creeping forward. Even with the light on. It
Speaker 1: was like engulfing the space. And I'm standing there and
Speaker 1: I hear the same voice tell me to run. I
Speaker 1: flicked the switch and I booked it down the hall
Speaker 1: into my room. As crazy it may as it may sound,
Speaker 1: I still turned off the lights because I would rather
Speaker 1: deal with that than my grandmother going on about wasting electricity.
Speaker 1: So I'm in the dark running to my room, which
Speaker 1: is the only light on at this point, and I
Speaker 1: can hear heavy steps on the carpet behind me, So
Speaker 1: this thing was huge. I get in my room, slammed
Speaker 1: the door. I'm able to just lock it. As I
Speaker 1: pull my hand back, the door shakes like a really
Speaker 1: big football player has just body slammed into the door.
Speaker 1: The only thing that kind of saved me is I
Speaker 1: happened to have a rosary hanging on the back of
Speaker 1: the door that I had just put there like a
Speaker 1: night or two ago. I ran over locked the other
Speaker 1: door into the room because it connected to the bathroom,
Speaker 1: and I just waited it out. I did not sleep.
Speaker 1: It was like stalking the room. I could hear it
Speaker 1: on the carpet outside the room. It would go around
Speaker 1: to the outside of my room, to the back where
Speaker 1: there were motion sensor lights, and it kept setting him off.
Speaker 1: I would look, there was no there, and would just
Speaker 1: keep setting it off. Got up in the morning, went
Speaker 1: to a shop nearby, bought sage. I saved the house.
Speaker 1: It did not help. Later it chased me out of
Speaker 1: the house. In the middle of the night about two am.
Speaker 1: I happened to be up and I could hear this
Speaker 1: thing going around. It was setting off the lights again,
Speaker 1: and it was just stalking, and I got this overwhelming
Speaker 1: sense of if I don't leave, something bad is gonna
Speaker 1: happen to me. So i'd pack up and I'm getting
Speaker 1: ready to leave. I had a pet, chinchilla, and I
Speaker 1: just felt like if I left him there, I was
Speaker 1: coming back to not having a pet anymore. So I
Speaker 1: grabbed him as well ran out of the house. As
Speaker 1: I'm running out the front door, I'm like, not looking up,
Speaker 1: not looking around, just straightforward, and I could hear this
Speaker 1: like deep laugh in the house behind. I ran out
Speaker 1: to my car, peeled out, and as I'm peeling out,
Speaker 1: I'm aware of the fact that there are only two
Speaker 1: lights on in the house, my bedroom and by the
Speaker 1: front door. I book it. I go to a church.
Speaker 1: I'm sitting in the church parking lot where I finally
Speaker 1: felt safe. Not super religious, but I Catholic. So I'm
Speaker 1: just in this church parking lot and I call my cousin.
Speaker 1: I'm freaking out. It's just like, calm down, you have
Speaker 1: to go back. You can't just stay in a parking
Speaker 1: lot all night. So I finally head back, and as
Speaker 1: I'm pulling back into the driveway, I see every light
Speaker 1: in the house is now on. As I get out
Speaker 1: and go to the door, I can hear that laugh again,
Speaker 1: like it's mocking me, showing me what it can do.
Speaker 1: And at this house, I don't believe that this is
Speaker 1: the same thing that followed my mother and Kay and
Speaker 1: then us. Whatever this was was one hundred percent demonic,
Speaker 1: because I would get the smell of like rotten eggs
Speaker 1: every once in a while and stuff like that, and
Speaker 1: it seemed when I used sage the second time and
Speaker 1: used as salt on the doorways. It seemed to back
Speaker 1: off a little bit, and it turned into scratches every
Speaker 1: night on my door. It didn't really get past that
Speaker 1: at that point. That was my last big instance. I
Speaker 1: moved out of that house as soon as I graduated.
Speaker 1: I was not staying there. I moved back to New
Speaker 1: York into my childhood home and haven't really had any
Speaker 1: issues other than my things still go missing, and I
Speaker 1: still have the lights turn out on me and electronics
Speaker 1: will freak out sometimes, but that's pretty much it. I
Speaker 1: mentioned it to my cousin. She had been at the
Speaker 1: house before. Both of us kind of have like a
Speaker 1: sixth sense. I usually will hear things and she'll usually
Speaker 1: see things. So she had seen stuff before and I
Speaker 1: had heard it, so she knew about it. And I
Speaker 1: told my dad because it was his mother's house, and
Speaker 1: he kind of brushed off. He's like, now, it's probably
Speaker 1: your imagination. It was funny that he would brush off
Speaker 1: because he had stuff happened to him in his childhood
Speaker 1: home after he played with Luigi board. That was probably
Speaker 1: my first experience ever was at his house when I
Speaker 1: was very young, having something watched me from the bottom
Speaker 1: of the stairs at like four years old as I
Speaker 1: walked to the bathroom. But it never came near us.
Speaker 1: It never attacked us, It never tried to harm us.
Speaker 1: It just watched at his house, his childhood home.
Speaker 3: My story started about ten years ago. My son was
Speaker 3: about two and a half three years old. I was
Speaker 3: a brand new dad, and we were renting this house,
Speaker 3: one story house on the east side of town. We
Speaker 3: were doing good and then, you know, we just got
Speaker 3: hit with some bad luck. Unfortunately, my wife at the
Speaker 3: time was indisposed and was taken away for a little bit,
Speaker 3: so it was just me and my son. I have
Speaker 3: two other step children, but they were with their father
Speaker 3: and it was just me and my son in the
Speaker 3: house alone. I believe it's either the second or third
Speaker 3: night us alone, just me and him, and he was
Speaker 3: sleeping in my bed. And it happened around eleven thirty
Speaker 3: twelve o'clock somewhere around there. We were both asleep, but
Speaker 3: he just started crying. Like mind you, I've been to
Speaker 3: a dad for a couple of years now, and I
Speaker 3: know the differences from crying. But this wasn't like him
Speaker 3: crying because he was hungry or sad. This was this
Speaker 3: was a crying like he was scared, like a blood clutter.
Speaker 3: It freaked me out. I jumped out of bed. I
Speaker 3: was looking at him because you know, I was. I
Speaker 3: turned on the night light and I was just checking
Speaker 3: him down because I know we had squarepions in our
Speaker 3: house before, and I was just looking for maybe he
Speaker 3: got bit, maybe he got stung or something, you know.
Speaker 3: But he was just crying, crying after I checked him,
Speaker 3: and I was just looking at his eyes. He wasn't
Speaker 3: looking at me. He was looking past me at the door.
Speaker 3: My bedroom door was open and it leads right into
Speaker 3: the living room dining room area. Everything was dark except
Speaker 3: for my light on my nightstand. But he wouldn't even
Speaker 3: look at me. I would call his name, I wouldn't
Speaker 3: try to get his attention, he would not look away.
Speaker 3: I was thinking, was he staring at you know? I
Speaker 3: started freaking out, and I asked him, like, what is wrong?
Speaker 3: Do you see something? I don't know why I thought
Speaker 3: of that, but it was just weird how he was
Speaker 3: just staring at the doorfront. And he could understand English,
Speaker 3: but he couldn't like speak very many words, but he
Speaker 3: could understand yes, no, so he was shaking his head yes,
Speaker 3: when I asked him if he was seeing something, and
Speaker 3: when he said yes, I freaked out, getting goosebumps therves.
Speaker 3: So I looked over my shoulder and I looked towards
Speaker 3: the door, and I couldn't see anything. But it was dark,
Speaker 3: mind you. It was midnight, close to midnight, and it
Speaker 3: was completely pitch black in there. And usually I could
Speaker 3: see the blinds from across the living room, you know,
Speaker 3: you got a little bit of moonlight coming in or something.
Speaker 3: But I couldn't even see that. It was darker than dark.
Speaker 3: I kept looking back and forth between the door and him,
Speaker 3: and he was just crying and crying, and he was
Speaker 3: I didn't know what else to do. I just started praying,
Speaker 3: you know, I started praying to bother mussel. When I
Speaker 3: was praying, I was trying to put everything I had
Speaker 3: into it, like all my faith, all my energy into
Speaker 3: the prayer, because I was so scared and I didn't
Speaker 3: want anything to happen, and I don't know what I
Speaker 3: can do against something that's supernatural. In my eyes, After
Speaker 3: I finished the prayer, I was saying, you're not allowed here.
Speaker 3: You need to leave this house. You were not allowed here,
Speaker 3: Like I will say in it with every fiber of
Speaker 3: my being. I was putting so much energy into those words. Afterwards,
Speaker 3: I shut the door, but when I turned around, my
Speaker 3: son was already he stopped crying, and he started laying down,
Speaker 3: and then like he just turned over and he went
Speaker 3: to bed like nothing ever happened. Coming back to it,
Speaker 3: and I opened the door, I could see the windows again,
Speaker 3: and it's like that wasn't like that like a couple
Speaker 3: seconds ago. So I go to the living room and
Speaker 3: I start checking everything. I turned on the lights, of course,
Speaker 3: and I'm looking around the dining room area, living room, kitchen,
Speaker 3: the hallway. I start checking the doors, the back door.
Speaker 3: Everything's locked, everything secure. It was really really weird. That
Speaker 3: was like the only thing that ever happened in that house.
Speaker 3: That was the only thing that ever happened in my life.
Speaker 3: Nothing before or since then has happened, but just that
Speaker 3: one incident. I don't know. It was just definitely one
Speaker 3: for the books. I don't know how else to explain it.
Speaker 3: It wasn't until like a couple of years later when
Speaker 3: he can actually formulate senses and everything. And I asked
Speaker 3: my son, like, do you remember when you got woken
Speaker 3: up and you were crying. He had no recollection of it.
Speaker 3: I mean, I don't blame him. He was three two
Speaker 3: and a half, so I don't foresee him remembering something
Speaker 3: like that. I know that kids and pets they can
Speaker 3: see stuff that we can't see because we kind of
Speaker 3: grew out of it. But we got taught that stuff
Speaker 3: is not there, you know, so we end up unlearning
Speaker 3: what stuff that we can see. I didn't notice my
Speaker 3: middle child, his name is John, when he was a
Speaker 3: little kid, like he didn't get to meet his grandfather,
Speaker 3: he passed away before he was born. He was in
Speaker 3: the living room and my wife was in the kitchen area.
Speaker 3: She was doing dishes, I believe or whatever, but she
Speaker 3: was hearing John laughing and playing. And I think he
Speaker 3: was about maybe four he was able to talk. He
Speaker 3: mentioned to his mom that he was playing with grandpa.
Speaker 3: It was funny because like he was laughing, having a
Speaker 3: good time, like he was legit playing with somebody that
Speaker 3: wasn't there, and he said it was his grandpa. Class
Speaker 3: forward to my son now, he's I want to say,
Speaker 3: he's like maybe one one and a half. We were
Speaker 3: living in an apartment on the East Side, and we
Speaker 3: had one of those little bouncers that you hang in
Speaker 3: the door frame, so we would have him just bouncing around.
Speaker 3: Me and my wife were just sitting right across straight
Speaker 3: in front of him on the couch and we were
Speaker 3: just watching TV watching him bounce or whatever. But he
Speaker 3: would turn around and he would like look behind him
Speaker 3: and up and laugh like he was just laughing, laughing,
Speaker 3: And he was just jumping up and down, turning the
Speaker 3: back around, turning to us laughing, turning back to behind
Speaker 3: him and laughing, and I just thought it was kind
Speaker 3: of weird. But then my wife was telling me, I
Speaker 3: bet you he's seeing his grandpa because he never met
Speaker 3: my son. He was way gone before he showed up,
Speaker 3: and so it was a nice, little warm, welcoming feeling
Speaker 3: like it was. It was so nice. It was like
Speaker 3: he got to see his new grandson that he never
Speaker 3: got to meet in a way. So it was so cool.
Speaker 3: I do believe that these kids can see these things
Speaker 3: and experience it before we end up teaching them that
Speaker 3: nothing's there.
Speaker 2: A huge thank you to Calin from the first story
Speaker 2: in Pablo. From our second one that we got to
Speaker 2: hear tonight, these stories were genuinely creepy, especially the one
Speaker 2: about the child. But let's not forget when we have
Speaker 2: paranormal entities or what we believe to be paranorm entities
Speaker 2: following us from generation to generation. It's also pretty creepy.
Speaker 2: We actually talked about it before in previous episodes, where
Speaker 2: there's hauntings, like if there's something going on in your
Speaker 2: house and then they do some research and the family
Speaker 2: finds out that maybe your grandmother some relative had to
Speaker 2: do something with the paranormal or witchcraft end up affecting you.
Speaker 2: We have a lot of these little snippets of stories
Speaker 2: scattered all throughout, like comment sections, emails, and all of
Speaker 2: these really really short stories that we get to hear
Speaker 2: or I get to read basically, and they don't actually
Speaker 2: have a place to share them with everybody. But I
Speaker 2: guess I could find a little slot here, like after
Speaker 2: the podcast epens, to share some of these things with you.
Speaker 2: But it makes me wonder like if these things can
Speaker 2: be transferred, And also, I mean, if you're a believer
Speaker 2: in paranormal things, you know that there's something else out there.
Speaker 2: Also comes along with the thoughts that maybe only certain people,
Speaker 2: maybe only children can see certain things, or maybe only
Speaker 2: certain people have the power to transfer these I don't know,
Speaker 2: events or paranormal feelings like or sensitivity to them down
Speaker 2: to another family member. Very interesting to think about. But
Speaker 2: I wanted to mention some of these comments that I
Speaker 2: got in the last episode the story from the last visit,
Speaker 2: best Friend's Spirit returns home. Like I said that at
Speaker 2: the end of the episode, that one really really got
Speaker 2: me in terms of like it just felt something I
Speaker 2: could relate to, and it felt like from seeing the
Speaker 2: comments on Spotify, also something that you resonated with. So
Speaker 2: I'm glad you enjoyed the story. I know it was
Speaker 2: a different, different thing that we normally do. But Sonya
Speaker 2: here for example, says Sonya Salasade says, this one was sentimental,
Speaker 2: but I enjoyed it made me think about my loved
Speaker 2: ones whom passed on. Torres asked, is that a cat
Speaker 2: in the background, And yes, actually, and I don't have
Speaker 2: a cat. It's actually not my cat. Is I was
Speaker 2: out staying at my cousin's house and there's a cat
Speaker 2: outside that you know, he comes to get food and stuff,
Speaker 2: so he kind of adopted him. But he wanted to
Speaker 2: come in thinking that the voice me who was in
Speaker 2: there was my cousin, but no, it was a plus.
Speaker 2: I'm allergic to cats, so I actually can't have any cats.
Speaker 2: Let me see this one. This comment from Gutierre GQ says,
Speaker 2: six weeks after my only siblings passed away, my father
Speaker 2: had a coronary bypass. I sat alone in the waiting
Speaker 2: room while they prepped my father for surgery. In my
Speaker 2: mind I told my sister, I know you're here, but
Speaker 2: I wish I could see you. And at that moment,
Speaker 2: there was a brief shadow on the ground in front
Speaker 2: of me. There was absolutely no other person in the
Speaker 2: waiting room but me. I believe it was her. She
Speaker 2: always said it was just the two of us. The
Speaker 2: two of us have always managed to get through things.
Speaker 2: Thanks a lot for that comment. By the way, this
Speaker 2: is it just makes me think like sometimes we do
Speaker 2: have people that just stay around, you know, and they're
Speaker 2: there when we ask for their help. So thanks for
Speaker 2: that comment.
Speaker 3: By the way.
Speaker 2: Lilac or Leelac says, this one gave me chills the
Speaker 2: whole time. OMG made me tear up. Yeah, it was
Speaker 2: a very emotional story. Cassandra says me out, I appreciate that,
Speaker 2: you know, the break the what is it called comic relief?
Speaker 2: Comedic relief? Comic ruth? Yeah, that cat Man, It just
Speaker 2: wouldn't go away. Amanda says, I believe in signs. My
Speaker 2: brother passed away in twenty eleven. My son was born
Speaker 2: in twenty twelve. He had a bunch of toys that
Speaker 2: required batteries and you had to push buttons to make
Speaker 2: them noise, to make them make noise, they would just
Speaker 2: randomly go off all throughout the day. I never thought
Speaker 2: about it. I just thought it was a coincidence. Looking back,
Speaker 2: I can't help but wonder if that was him. Man
Speaker 2: these comments. Thanks so much for that, Amanda Daniella says,
Speaker 2: Oh my goodness, this story was so sad and definitely
Speaker 2: hit me too. My husband lost his best friend last year,
Speaker 2: and the heartbreak just reminded me of that day. I'm
Speaker 2: sorry for your lost too, Edwin. That's actually really crazy
Speaker 2: that you mentioned that it was a friend in the
Speaker 2: first podcast, because since I love the show so much,
Speaker 2: I recently just started listening to all the stories all
Speaker 2: over again. I just really listened to Philippe's story. I
Speaker 2: got chills. But it was great to hear you on
Speaker 2: the podcast again. Miss you. Yeah, thanks a lot, Daniella
Speaker 2: for that comment. You know, it took me a little
Speaker 2: bit to start recording again like these, you know, the
Speaker 2: intros and everything. But actually I'm remaking the like the
Speaker 2: episodes that came out with all my intros, they're coming
Speaker 2: back in. Like I said, I'm just stitching in the
Speaker 2: because I normally have them on there. This time, we
Speaker 2: couldn't get to it, like I just it just I
Speaker 2: couldn't get to the actual record. But yeah, I'm back
Speaker 2: here and we're still keeping it going. So thanks a
Speaker 2: lot for that. Let me see. Daniel Steuber says, he guys,
Speaker 2: has happened to me. I lost my son to suicide
Speaker 2: at twenty two years of age. I've had a song chorus.
Speaker 2: He loved interrupt music on my radio. I see his
Speaker 2: name everywhere and the number seven seven seven when he
Speaker 2: was born. He was seven pounds seven ounces and he
Speaker 2: was born on the seventh. Seven seven seven was his number.
Speaker 2: What's his number? I had just seen my son twenty
Speaker 2: minutes before he took his life. It hurt deep when
Speaker 2: I lost him, and I'm still trying to cope. But
Speaker 2: I do get signs, and I hope I get to
Speaker 2: continue to get them because it does help me with
Speaker 2: my grief. That's really tough, and I'm really sorry that
Speaker 2: that happened. I appreciate you commenting that and sharing that
Speaker 2: with us. I can't imagine and what that's like, I
Speaker 2: cannot imagine. And man, I really hope you know there's
Speaker 2: other things too that can help you with your grief.
Speaker 2: And you know, I heard once that the sadness were
Speaker 2: like the pain doesn't fully go away, but things do
Speaker 2: get mad, like the more manageable was goes on. But
Speaker 2: I know that we have to keep moving, like, we
Speaker 2: have to keep doing things, and I mean there's different
Speaker 2: things for everybody, right, Like you probably have your own
Speaker 2: system of what helps you, but it's very tough and
Speaker 2: it's very tough, So I appreciate you sharing that. Viceniaz
Speaker 2: Cruz says, now this guy's telling the truth, not one
Speaker 2: hundred experiences and stay on the same story. I kind
Speaker 2: of think he made up the Kendle towing part, but
Speaker 2: it's not impossible. Kendal is a very common name, and
Speaker 2: you know what, there might be some truth to your
Speaker 2: common here in terms of like we see things often
Speaker 2: we don't pay attention to them until we have to.
Speaker 2: But see, that's what I believe is kind of the paranormal,
Speaker 2: like a huge role deals with that things that are
Speaker 2: everywhere all the time, like all at once, all there
Speaker 2: like at all times basically, and whenever there's something that
Speaker 2: we need to, like a message that we need to receive,
Speaker 2: we tend to open up our ears and our minds
Speaker 2: to that specif big thing or something does it for us.
Speaker 2: I don't know if that makes sense, but but yeah,
Speaker 2: comment totally totally valid. Chris Manning says, love your podcast,
Speaker 2: thank you for the great stories. Appreciate that. Thank you,
Speaker 2: courts William maybe once it's a good episode. On another one,
Speaker 2: this is one from Dead Silence in the Woods, a
Speaker 2: terrifying encounter. We have a lot more comments on here,
Speaker 2: but these are the ones that you know we got
Speaker 2: from this last podcast episode, from the last visit. So
Speaker 2: remember on Spotify, you can leave us comments on there
Speaker 2: and I can give back to you. I can reply,
Speaker 2: I can react like our little emojis and stuff, so
Speaker 2: be sure to leave that. Also if you have any reviews,
Speaker 2: if you want to leave one five stars. Spotify and
Speaker 2: Apple podcasts, those really help me out. But anyway, that's
Speaker 2: all I got. Thank you so much for listening to
Speaker 2: this episode. It was edited in sound designed by Sarah
Speaker 2: Vorhez Wendel a VW sound. Again to our storytellers, huge,
Speaker 2: thank you for being so open and sharing your stories
Speaker 2: with us. And if you have a story something that
Speaker 2: you want to share with me and the rest of
Speaker 2: us here at a True Scary Story, head on number
Speaker 2: to true scarystory dot com. There's a form there, you
Speaker 2: fill it out, we get back to everybody, and then
Speaker 2: if it fits the show, we continue on. Like we
Speaker 2: ask for more details, We ask for if you're willing
Speaker 2: to give us permission to use all the recordings and everything.
Speaker 2: Then we schedule recording. We talk on the like on
Speaker 2: an actual like a call, like an audio call that
Speaker 2: gets edited, and then we publish it. So it's a
Speaker 2: pretty simple thing. It's as more complicated than it actually is.
Speaker 2: But it's very cool that I get to listen to
Speaker 2: you like personally. Let we get to actually get to
Speaker 2: listen to your story live like it's it's really really
Speaker 2: really cool. But yeah, if you have any questions about that,
Speaker 2: you can email me Edwin at true Scary Story dot com.
Speaker 2: You can also use a contact form on the website.
Speaker 2: We get back to you that way. AnyWho, thank you
Speaker 2: very much for listening. Keep it scary everyone, See you soon.