I’ve been feeling really weird lately. I want to write more, and not just in this blog but actual novels. I have ideas but getting them on paper…er…Google Docs (?) is challenging for me.

I’ve always felt in everything I do that I’m an impostor, riding off the backs of others and doing the bare minimum to keep myself hidden from the reality that is how I am not very good at that thing (whatever it is).

But writing, man. I really love to write, but when I do I feel like it could always be better. More flowery, more metaphorical, more poetic. That isn’t really my style, though. It isn’t who I am. A friend (who is a published poet might I add) showed me a blog written by this man she likes today. It seemed like his words flowed so effortlessly. They were poetic and filled with references to literature and nature that I couldn’t even begin to write. Mainly because I have the memory of a dead fly, and I don’t remember things until I have to or am reminded. I just halfway wish my words were as beautiful.

I guess that, I just like doing this. I feel like if I wrote more eloquently I’d have more readers, which isn’t really the point, and the truth is that I’d have more if I actually kept a schedule going and followed through with it!

I’m not looking for any kind words or encouragement. I just wanted to word vomit some things, that’s my style, word vomit. Short, straightforward word vomit. It works for me. <3

So first off, the bots. I know I need to write more but I can always tell how long I’ve been neglecting my blog based on the number of fake/bot comments I get. I particularly like the ones telling me how to “meet matures” or giving me “dating for seniors reviews”. Those are my faves.

Can we also talk about how insane 2020 has been though? With everything that’s going on most of us just ignored the Pentagon releasing footage of UFOs! Which, I know, I should have already been on this! But damn, life is crazy.

Let’s talk about that though. UFOs, so there’s proof now right? According to CNN, the videos were first released privately, then the Navy supposedly approved them as legitimate last year!

The government still has not confirmed that these are extra terrestrial phenomena but they are calling them “unidentified aerial phenomena”. In the videos you can hear the naval aviators who took the footage talking about what they were seeing, one of them says “there’s a whole fleet of them!” They excitedly talk about how fast the UFOs were moving and defying laws of physics.

This is exciting as Hell! The pentagon is (sort of) confirming what many have believed in forever! It was pretty selfish for us to not believe in life outside of our planet, and it’s pretty hard to say there definitely is not or would never be life outside of Earth, considering there’s life here!

Either way, whether or not this case IS aliens for certain doesn’t matter. The videos are cool, and no one is saying they AREN’T UFOs, so that’s promising!

The link to the CNN article is below and a TikTok (I know, I know) that I found funny on this case, and also has some strong language so..you know, watch out for that (also it is satire, I felt compelled to say that).

https://www.cnn.com/2020/04/27/politics/pentagon-ufo-videos/index.html

I really need to write more if only to keep the bot comments away.

I have to admit though, I’ve been struggling with my belief system. In studying, I’ve realized that more often than not “paranormal experiences” can be explained by suggestion. So while I don’t necessarily know if I believe that, I can’t say I don’t either. I have had plenty of experiences alone, but the majority of them have happened with other people around. I’ve never gotten any real proof that something happened.

When speaking of suggestion, it’s most widely understood that someone’s memories can be changed. For example, memory is the most unreliable piece of evidence used. If someone says ” hey, remember this event? You were wearing a blue shirt and black pants and we ate corn-dogs?” you might remember the event, but you were wearing a red shirt, blue jeans, and ate funnel cake. My point is, that I think this is easily achieved when there are hauntings too.

If I’m with a group of my friends and we’re already talking about spooky things and it gets quiet and we hear a BANG! What else are we going to think that is? I think that maybe that’s what happened a lot when I was growing up. There were times I was alone but I would already be scared.

I think I want to start trying to find my own proof of the paranormal. I want to use a spirit box, maybe a voice recorder and try to find evidence to either prove or disprove this for myself. I have many trips planned this summer to try and do this. Right now things are too busy for me to try and find evidence, but when life slows down, I’ll start searching.

To be clear, I’m not saying I woke up and now I don’t believe, but I do have some skeptical thoughts. I think that’s healthy though. Like I said in my haunted library post, a bit of skepticism is healthy and necessary. If you go in to every situation expecting to see something paranormal, you will. But only because you suggested to yourself that something would happen. It may not be paranormal but you heard a sound, felt some cold and now you’re convinced it’s a ghost! This is how suggestion works and I want to find proof without suggestion.

The sun was beginning to shine through my bedroom window. I feel my cat jump onto the bed and walk up towards my head. He does this most mornings, so I look up to call to him to come…

I was going to make my next post be a Friday post about a pretty notorious Birmingham haunting. The day I was going to begin to write it though, something happened that I felt like I needed to tell about.

So, most mornings when my husband is getting ready for work, he goes and showers, gets dressed and then comes back in to get his wallet. We have two cats, Pancake and Waffle, and normally Waffle will either sneak in when husband comes in to get his things or, husband normally leaves the door just barely cracked so Waffle can come into the room when he’s ready. This is a normal occurrence for us.

Lately, Waffle has not been feeling like himself. We’ve taken him to the vet and he says he has a hormone imbalance, he’s on medication and should be getting back to normal. While he’s been not feeling well though, he hasn’t wanted to come to snuggle in the mornings like he usually will.

The other day, husband came in to get his wallet and phone as usual before leaving for work. I felt what I was pretty sure was Waffle jump onto the bed and walk around. I felt four paw-like steps being taken on the bed and honestly my heart started lifting a little because, like I said, he hasn’t been wanting to snuggle since he doesn’t feel great, so I was taking this as a sign he was feeling better. So I lifted my head and started to pat beside the pillow for him to come but he wasn’t there. No one was. Not Pancake (which would be abnormal since he isn’t as snuggly as Waffle) no Waffle. So I sat straight up and started looking for him in the room. I thought that surely he was just under the bed, maybe he had jumped down before I could see. I then noticed that Husband did not leave the door cracked as he normally would to allow Waffle in. There was no way that he can open a completely shut door, he tries, but he isn’t there yet.

This is what I was talking about though in one of my last posts. Strange things happen randomly to me and I have no explanation. This one I guess I could say that I was half asleep and half dreaming. But normally when I’m in that state I can’t wake myself up quickly and I can’t move.

What do you think? Do these things happen to you too??

So, the semester is over and I have no excuses for not posting now! All A’s so you guys KNOW I worked hard!

I want to continue posting about mainly paranormal things going on the state, but personal stories are really cool too! If you have an interesting paranormal story (ghosts, aliens, demons, whatever) email me and let me know! I want to know other people’s stories too.

Also, I see these page views, OK? I know you’re lurking. Leave a comment on any post, send me an email, let me know you’re visiting and where you’re from! I get encouraged to keep this up when I see that people want to read it. The fact that I got four hundred-something page views throughout this month while I wasn’t writing made me so excited but also sad that I haven’t been keeping up like I should. And I know that those views are probably random people who happened on this page looking for something else, but if you ARE one of those people and you liked anything, or hated it let me know.

What can I change? What would you prefer to see? I want to grow this into maybe a podcast or video series or something one day, but I first want people to know it exists. If you read my posts and like them, share the site to your social media.

Friday, we’re back to spooks 😉


Lynn and I were standing on the front porch of my parents’ house, terrified. It was cold outside, it was around ten at night, and we had Marie on speaker phone explaining what had taken place that day and what had gone on. We asked her advice, while she was speaking we both heard a guttural, animalistic growl. 

This story is one of the ones I explained took place with Lynn, obviously. There’s a lot to this story but it was one of the worst ones we have. It wasn’t bad because we were in danger but it was one of the most memorable ones. I also had to get her input on a good bit of it because there are so many different facets to this that I had forgotten some details. 

The year after we graduated highschool, Lynn and I spent almost every day together. We had a few paranormal experiences separately after the event on graduation night but they weren’t anything too bad. 

There was one day though, I was watching my younger sister who at the time was around two years old, she had just begun to speak in somewhat full sentences.Lynn had stayed the night with me the night before and when we woke up my parents were gone to work for the day and I had my sister in the bed with me since my room was upstairs and hers was down stairs, it was easier to have her sleep in the room with me the night before. When we all three woke up, I went downstairs to the kitchen to grab a sippy cup for my sister. When I got back to my room, Lynn was ghost white (get it?…anyway) and had already picked her up and carried her down the stairs. I asked her what was wrong and Lynn said that she(sister) had looked up to my ceiling and asked “Lynn, what wrong with her head? She hurt?” to which Lynn replied “who?” “Her. Her head is hurt here” and she pointed to her neck. We were both a bit creeped out but given that she had just started speaking in somewhat coherent sentences, Lynn could have misunderstood her toddler-talk. We let it go.

 A friend had later called and asked if we wanted to come over and cook dinner with her and just have a movie night, she had a child who was around my sister’s age and they could play together. So we decided it was a good idea, we hadn’t seen Jenn since before graduation and it would be nice to catch up. She gave us directions to her house which was a town away, so maybe a thirty-minute drive. Not too far. On the way though Sister looked out the window, she had a serious face on, and she said “ she said we turning that way.” and pointed to the right. And she was right. In about three miles, according to the directions, Jenn’s house was down a road to the right. So this could be explained away too. But I’m not sure how. Maybe Sister is a crazy good guesser, even at that age?

Anyway, we get there, we cook, we eat, we watch some movies. Normal teenager-who-is-also-babysitting kinda stuff. 

When we were driving home, Sister began to laugh and says “HE’S CHASING US!! He can’t get us!!” and continues laughing so I ask “Who is chasing us” and she says “you don’t see him? Right here!” and points out the window. I told her there was nothing there and that she was being silly. But then she said “He says you DO see him!” And at that moment we heard a loud thunk in the trunk of my car. I kept going, I was kind of scared. We finally got home. My mom got Sister ready for bed and tucked her in while Lynn and I stayed in the living room thinking about all the crazy things Sister had said today. We still somewhat brushed it off. 

Later that night, around nine, we were talking about how everything that day was crazy and Lynn decided she needed to go home. She went to leave and her car wouldn’t crank, it just shook. She explained that it felt like someone had jumped onto the backend of her car but no one was there. She got out and ran back to the front door and knocked. I let her in and she said something like “I guess I’m not leaving.” and explained what happened. Again, we could say this is somehow mechanical. I’m not sure why a car would not turn over to crank but instead just shake, but I’m not a mechanic! We go to walk to my room and hear a growl. I don’t even know how to describe it but it was really deep and loud. 

We then decided to go outside because neither of us wanted to be inside after that. I tried to call my dogs to come in while we were outside, mostly for some extra comfort, neither of them would come onto the porch. They both stood in the yard and stared at us and whined. They refused to get on the porch. We then called Marie. She had more experiences than either of us had throughout her life. At this point she was away at college, so we didn’t see her as often as we’d liked. We were trying to explain everything that was going on but every time she would say something paranormal related, the phone would begin to cut out. We could only hear bits and pieces of what she was saying. She finally tried again and between Lynn and I we heard another growl. It sounded like it was right between us. We both looked at each other and I’m pretty sure I teared up a bit. That was probably the scariest sound I had ever heard and growing up in a religious home, I was afraid it was demonic or evil. I don’t think it was now, but then I was sure we were going to get attacked. 

We promptly got off the phone after quickly explaining what had happened and Lynn ended up staying again and the rest of the night was pretty quiet. 

Creepy things happened multiple times after this and mostly it was Lynn that it happened to. I know her brother began experiencing things after this too. I’m not sure what we opened or how, but for the next year or so we had things like this happen separately but when we were together it got worse. 

I also want to note that I don’t want to use any name for my sister. She lives with my parents but is not biologically theirs and she isn’t related in anyway. She is not adopted either so just in case I won’t put her name or any variation in my blogs. But she pops up a few times. 🙂

This post is a bit out-of-the-ordinary. I have questions and I want answers. 

I’m not a paranormal expert and I’ll never claim to be. I have had a lot of what I believe to be paranormal experiences in my life so I developed an interest. Sometimes, I’ll ask what other people think is going on. This is one of those times.

Most of my life living with my parents, I believe there was one spirit that stayed in the house and went up and down the stairs, we’ve covered that. BUT, there have always been odd instances where other things happen that are not things that spirit would (or could) do. So this post is going to be a list of a few of those stories. After the stories, maybe someone can shed some light on what is going on? 

I’ve tried looking it up, I’m not sure what to call it but I’ve always called them wanderers. I define these spirits as spirits who come and go and never stay. They do odd things and act in strange ways, from other spirits around me. I also want to say that since I’ve been married and haven’t lived at home I very rarely have experiences. That leaves me to believe that there isn’t anything here most of the time. Even though I normally don’t have experiences here, sometimes I do and I feel like it is always something different getting my attention and almost as fast as it came, it’s gone. I might have things happen for a day or two but no more than that. Read on, and tell me; what is it??

My brother was in the process of moving away from home. He had drawers from his dresser stacked in the middle of his room. My mom had taken a load of his belongings to his new apartment and he went with her to help unload his things when they got there. I was home alone with Marie (from the previous posts). We were in my room across the hall watching TV when we heard someone walking up the stairs but then going into his room and moving drawers and restacking them. Note: the normal walking up the stairs occured between midnight and 4 am, this was around noon.

I was taking a bath and listening to music upstairs. I heard someone in my room, though, no one else was home. I ignored it. I then heard a loud crash coming from my room. I got out to see what it was. I walked into my room, with my towel around me. My closet light was on, but I never leave it on. I looked and everything that was previously on the top closet shelf up top was now on the floor. 

A friend gave me a Brigid’s Cross. I took it home and placed it above my bedroom door, hung on a nail. I found it on the floor on the opposite wall and there was a mark by the wall where it “landed”.The next day, after I had rehung it, the cross was found in my dryer, and wadded up. 

I was trying to sleep. I struggle to do this without my husband by my side, cheesy? Very. But I can’t. I tossed and turned and finally decided that if I sit as still as possible I would go to sleep. The room was pitch black. Dead quiet. I was quieting my thoughts. Steadying my breathing to meditatively go to sleep. In…and out…in…and out…in. “HEY” Someone whispered loudly by my head and I felt my legs being hit from above the covers. I shot up. Looked around. No one. Nothing. Just darkness.

Recently, my cat went missing. Well, missing is an exaggeration. He disappeared for a few minutes somewhere inside the house. I texted my brother-in-law (who lives with us) to ask if he was in his room. I heard my brother-in-law in his room talking on his phone with a friend and laughing, my husband heard it too. His reply? “I’m not home so idk go check.” It sounded like he was absolutely home, so I opened the door and sure enough he was gone. My husband and I were both pretty stunned. 

These are just a few of the times this has happened. It’s very rare for me but it does happen and it has happened a lot less since I moved from my parents’ house. I believe that all of these events are unrelated and the spirits are different in each story. So, why? If you have any clue, let me know!!

Also, the picture is my parents’ backyard at sunset. Very pretty, kinda spooky.

You’re walking through the woods in the Wheeler Wildlife Refuge in Decatur, Alabama. You hear coming from the west, the sound of a woman screaming. Was it? Your heart starts pounding and your breathing gets louder as adrenaline is coursing through your veins. You begin getting slight tunnel vision as you begin to run in the direction hoping to be of some help to the person you heard. You try to pull your phone from your pocket to call the police, then you see it. Eight feet tall, covered in white fur, and red eyes. The Alabama White Thang.

My description above may be a bit exaggerated. But in reality, there have been a few sightings of the Alabama White Thang but no description has been confirmed. Also, have you ever heard a more Alabamian name for a cryptid? The White Thang? Anyway.

The White Thang has been reported since the 1940’s. They say that the creature moves quickly and is difficult to get a good look at, which is probably why everyone has different versions of the same thing. Or maybe not the same thing?

Some people describe this as an albino bigfoot with red eyes, some say it’s like a white lion. Some say that it has the body of a kangaroo and the head of a cat. It differs by place too. In Huntsville its seen as a large humanoid alien with no eyes or ears. But they all say it’s huge. 

There have been many sightings of the White Thang all across the state, places like above in Decatur, in Coosa, Jefferson, Etowah, and Morgan counties. So the question is, is this a different “breed” of bigfoot? Is this creature something all on it’s own? There isn’t much with this, but I felt like there were enough sightings to make a full post about it. AL.com has done a few different articles on this subject and that’s where I got most of my information. There is a ton of information on this but it all is kind of the same. Giant, white, fluffy monster. The finer details get a bit mixed up, though.

https://www.magiccityweekend.com/alabama-white-thang/

https://www.al.com/living/2013/10/5_mythical_creatures_that_repo.html

https://mysteriousuniverse.org/2015/02/exploring-american-monsters-alabama/

https://exemplore.com/cryptids/A-Different-Shade-of-Bigfoot-The-White-Thang-and-Pennsylvania-White-Bigfoot

So, this weekend I decided to drag my unwilling husband to do something I’ve never done and he has DEFINITELY never done. 

We went ghost hunting. 

To be fair, we went on a “ghost hunting tour” so we didn’t actually GO ghost hunting. 

The Talladega Armstrong-Osborne Library is haunted. I have a credible source that tells me this, the library director, Vickie, who I’ve known for years. Supposedly, the old library used to be what is now the Heritage Hall Museum and the city built a new library. After they did that, the library became very haunted. This makes sense, a lot of people see this type of thing happens when you change something in a home, or this case, a library. Remember, that’s what happened with my parents’ home. Up until they remodeled, I can’t remember any activity IN the “old” house,  that whole neighborhood though? Haunted!

According to Vickie, she worked at the library for many years, she left for some time then came back after they had moved it. When she came back on her first day, she was alone and heard a party. She recalls hearing laughter, clinking glasses, conversation, but when she went to check it out, no one was there. Since then, she and the other employees have seen shadow figures, heard footsteps, been touched, had their hair tugged, heard laughing, and more. There are so many stories associated with this building. I’ve been wanting to check it out for myself forever but two things were holding me back: 1. I’m not a ghost hunter, nor have I ever ghost hunted, I never had to do much hunting they always found me like stray puppies but not as cute, and 2. Even if I had gone ghost hunting and had the equipment and knew what I was doing, how would I convince the city to let me do that after hours alone on city property? The chances were zero there. 

Then comes the group the Southern Ghost Girls (I tried to find a website, they have a Facebook pagehttps://www.facebook.com/southernghostgirls  but also here is a clip of them on abc3340 https://abc3340.com/station/talk-of-alabama/talk-of-alabama-2819-southern-ghost-girls ). These women dress in 9th and early 20th century garb and hunt ghosts. Not only that but they put on these ghost hunting tours so you can see what they do, how and why. They give a portion of their proceeds to different charities and for the library, they donated to their summer reading program. (you have to purchase tickets but thats really no big deal since they are giving back, they also have merch you can get at these events)

I figured this was a good first step for me since I really want to get some equipment and begin doing this (safely). So we get there, Husband is already not super into this, Friday is our night to eat at our favorite Mexican restaurant so that couldn’t happen.  We go in, we hear Vickie give her rendition of everything she has experienced there, and it’s a lot, you guys. Then Lesley, the owner of the group explains what we’re going to do and how it goes. 

We then go outside to take some pictures and see what we can find in those, so I have a picture of what I am almost certain is a mosquito photobombing me, it is Alabama afterall, and I’m convinced we’re never going to see cool air again. So one of the women in Southern Ghost Girls starts handing out dowsing and rods and I wanted to be part of that forsure. I’ve never used dowsing rods until then so I wanted to try it out. 

They were cool. Really cool. I can see how if you really wanted to, you could make them go in any direction easily. But I tried to stay as still as possible and I asked some questions that got relevant answers so I was pleased with that. 

One issue I did have with the whole ordeal, is that they recommended that everyone use an app that was supposed to work like a spirit box (but without the AM/FM radio signals and no white noise??) to communicate, and I kind of get it. You have forty people there wanting to see or talk to spirits and not enough equipment to go around, and after some research into the equipment, I wouldn’t let just anyone hold it either, it’s not cheap! So, what do you do? Tell them about a free app that’s going to plop random words onto the screen (mostly names) and make people feel like they’re actually communicating. No shade at all, that was probably the biggest complaint I have about the entire night, the second biggest being that I was hungry but that was my own fault. I do have a second complaint, but I understand the point to that as well. It’s that THERE WERE FORTY FREAKING PEOPLE AT A GHOST HUNT??! Of course no one got any REAL evidence! And I felt that having such a huge group took away from the experience completely. That’s my opinion, though. I do understand that this is their job, they have to make money (that is NOT to say however, that they did a bad job or that it’s fake or anything negative like that). 

A few people did get some crazy pictures and they did get some voices coming through the actual spirit box, which I was really surprised by. But they coolest things that happened were when at one point, they trying to speak to a spirit who they believe to be named Henry. They had a REMpod set up on one of the tables in the library, the REMpod makes a continuous beep when something breaks the magnetic field it produces, letting you know when a spirit is near, or yourself if you get too close. Lesley was asking the spirit yes or no questions, as one does, and to answer yes, the spirit touched the REMpod. It kept beeping until Lesley said “Ok Henry, back away now please.” and it stopped. They also used 

The next cool thing I saw was when my husband and I decided to break off from the group for a minute and see if we could get anything if we were alone. We went into the Children’s Room where they have story time and the girls had set up a laser grid to cast lasers throughout the room. We tried talking to the spirits and nothing happened until a little girl who was there for her 13th birthday came in with who I am assuming was her grandmother. The little girl was hesitant to say anything to the spirits that could be in the room but she said “Do you want to play Hide-and-Seek? Run over here if you do!” and I followed up with “Yeah, come tag us!” (no one else was thrilled by me saying that to be honest). But then we did see something break the lights and come toward us! So that was really cool! They also used this camera (and I have no clue what it’s called so help me out) but it had a screen and it would show “anomalies” in a green stick figure form. They saw some anomalies doing what looked like fighting in the children’s book section, so that was really cool too!

All in all, the night was interesting and I did get to communicate with some little ghost kids and maybe someone else through some dowsing rods. I had a good time and it made me eager to start collecting equipment and trying my hand at ghost hunting. 

I do want to say this, I think it is VERY important to be somewhat skeptical when going in to literally anything you do in life. Including looking for the paranormal in things. Not everything is paranormal, humans have great imaginations. With that said, I do wholeheartedly believe that library is haunted. I do also believe that if you go through life believing every single thing you’re told to believe, you’re gonna have a bad time. Figure things out for yourself, humans are also very unique and we can have different opinions and see things differently from others, and that’s what is so amazing about us!

So, the picture I put up this time is a picture of the possible orb/bug. Let me know what you think it is! Let me also make it clear though, there were tons of flying insects of many varieties, before we start screaming “ORB!!” keep that in mind 😉

Kim Johnston sat with her partner Shane and medium Blaine trying to communicate with the spirits of the home in Rockford, Alabama. They decide to use a spirit box to hear the voices of the spirits. “Hey!” they quickly heard the voice of a small child. “What is your name, child?” Asks Blaine, who had already been getting the name through his reading. “Mark.” They then hear “Jacob Smith” come through, another spirit making his presence known. After discussions with the spirits, a loud SCREEEECH is coming through the home. The spirits of the two evil brothers who reside in the home made themselves known, loud and clear.

This is the continuation of The Rockford Haunting. With that said, you really need to read the first one or have the books to continue with this one, I guess technically you don’t but you should, it’s really crazy! Also, it’s been a minute and I AM SO SORRY!!! I had to kind of get the scheduling figured out for how I was going to do this balanced with work and classes but I’m getting it going. Having a blog is a dream of mine so I want to make sure it’s great for whoever reads it, even if it’s just like two people (I see you two people!). Anyway! Let’s dive in!

Kim Johnston, as said in the previous post on this topic, is a paranormal investigator who alongside Shane Busby and their team in investigating paranormal locations. In this haunting, they were investigating a home in Rockford Alabama where Jenny Scott previously lived before she moved her family to a new, not haunted, home. 

When they began investigating this home, they decided to use a spirit box, which is essentially (from what I can tell) a radio that sweeps AM and FM stations to create white noise which allows spirits to communicate vocally and in real time, unlike using a voice recorder that you have to play back. In the spirit box reading they immediately hear the voice of a child, Mark say “Hey”. They then begin to hear a man come through, Jacob Smith. While talking with these spirits that seem harmless, the brothers who Blaine said he saw in the upstairs window at the end of the first book, begin wanting to be known. They make a loud screeching sound to be known then start saying obscenities through the spirit box. 

While Blaine is talking to the brothers, Kim hears a sigh coming from right behind her, they quiet the spirit box and listen, they all hear a dog barking but debunk it saying the neighbors might have a dog or there could be a dog out somewhere and they can’t see because of the darkness outside the windows. After a while of talking about the equipment going haywire next to blaine, Shane asks everyone to be quiet, Why? (This is incredibly sad) they all hear a dog’s paws walking across the kitchen floor believed to be Betty Lou. Shane tries to see if maybe the blinds rattling could have been what they heard and asks everyone else if that’s what they heard when a man’s hushed voice says “No.”  Kim goes to tell Shane of the voice, he banters with her saying maybe she should play a game with the spirit, They end up getting a ball to see if the spirit will kick it to them. Blaine tells the group that the child spirit Mark, wants to play. They all begin to hear a child’s humming. 

Kim decided that they all need to go look upstairs. As they rise they all smell sulfur, which she explains is the smell of demonic energy. They also notice the ladybugs mentioned in part one. Shane sees the attic and decided to go up, since Jenny said she always heard noises coming from there, he wanted to see why. Shane, as Kim explains, is always concerned with debunking what he can. He got a chair to stand on so he could look into the attic, he couldn’t see anything because of the darkness but he does ask Kim for the video camera to get some night vision shots. He comes back down and said he didn’t see any evidence of an animal in the attic to which Blaine explained is because he is positive it’s the brothers, they like to hide in the attic. 

They finally decide to go into the “Green Whisper Room” to finish the investigation. Blaine wanted to, with the help of his spirit guide, get rid of the evil brothers.They go in, turn off the lights and set their gear down. Kim hears Blaine struggling to breathe so she turned the lights on to see him looking unwell. She asked if he was ok, he explained that the spirits are making him feel this way. He said that he encountered a woman in the room who struggled to breathe as she died, he is an empath so he can feel what others, including spirits, feel. He used the spirit box to get the brothers to explain why they tortured the family, their response was “funny”. They thought it was fun to torture the family the way they did. Blaine calls the mother of brothers to get them and according to him, she did. He said he didn’t think they would bother any other family but they decided to bless the home to be safe. They anointed every entryway and mirror in the home with holy water. After the blessing, they said the energy shifted and became lighter throughout the home, their phones even began working again when they previously thought they didn’t have service. 

A few days after the investigation, Kim and the team went to show Jenny and her husband Hunter what they found. She said they captured over twenty EVP’s including, disembodied voices, and the spirit box responses. They hear the humming and Jenny exclaimed that it sounded like a song her son Buddy hums. 

The next part of the book is about Kim as an investigator, which is really interesting and I do recommend reading the book to see that, but my concern in this story is the Rockford haunting. I wanted to write about that in particular so for that reason, I’m skipping to the part where Kim and Jenny began to research the house. Years later they find out about “the voodoo preacher” Reverend Willie Maxwell. She starts to go into detail about some of the newspaper articles they found.  

Jenny had found out that Harper Lee (she wrote To Kill a Mockingbird) was releasing a new book and some began to wonder what happened to book she was writing in the 80’s The Reverend. This, Jenny said was about a man who may or may not have killed five people in his home in Nixburg which was merged into Rockford and Jenny believed it to be the house she and her family had lived in years earlier. 

In the 70’s a preacher, Willie  Maxwell, was being questioned for the murder of his wife Mary Lou Maxwell who was found in her wrecked car, they suspected she had been murdered when she looked like she had been beaten and strangled. He was never convicted of murder but during the trial the prosecutor mentioned he had ties with voodoo and that’s where his name “the voodoo preacher” came from. Sometime later, though, his brother, John Columbus Maxwell, was found dead. Investigators ruled it as alcohol poisoning and freezing due to him possibly passing out in February. With both of these deaths, Willie was the beneficiary on the life insurance policy. Then just months later, Willie’s second wife, Dorcas was found dead but this time, the insurance company refused to pay out her policy. Willie sued and doctors on the case testified that Dorcas did not die from trauma, she had a bronchial condition and they believed she had suffocated and that it had been aggravated by the accident. Willie won the case. There was another accident but this time, Willie had again not been suspected. 

Willie married again, his wife, Ophelia, had a daughter, Shirley, and they had a son, Michael. 

Shirley, had wanted to take the car to go to a neighboring town, Ohpelia would not let her because she was too young to have a license and it was late at night. After the conversation Michael informed Ophelia that Shirley had taken the car, so Shirley began trying to find her. Willie came home later after “scouting timber locations “while Ophelia was talking to police and after they went to go find her, when police informed them that they had found Shirley and she had passed in a car accident. Shirley looked as if she had been trying to change a tire because a jack was found and the tireless car was crushing her neck. Ophelia told police that Shirley had not been herself in weeks and they immediately began suspecting foul play. Many suspected Willie had murdered Shirley and at her funeral, her sister told Willie that he was going to pay. Shirley’s uncle, Robert Burns, said he was angry that Willie showed up at all. Burns, became upset and pulled out his pistol and shot Willie at the funeral. Burns was found not guilty by reason of insanity, he was suffering from PTSD from Vietnam. Weeks after it was officially determined that Shirley had been murdered and her body was placed under Willie’s car. 

Jenny and Kim later realized that the cemetery where all of the murdered were buried and Willie’s old house was very close to the house Jenny’s family had lived in. All of the murdered family had been found on the road near the rental home as well. 

About three years later, Kim and Jenny went to the Coosa County Courthouse in their research and then the cemetery the Maxwells were buried in. Jenny became upset when they found Willie and his brother John. SHe had mentioned that a painting had flown off her wall the day before and she had heard the same scurrying sound from the Rockford house in the cemetery while they were there. She believed the house was starting to haunt her. 

A few weeks later Kim went back to the courthouse to continue their research. She found that the land the house was on was owned by Willie’s family generations ago, then in the 40’s they lost the land and it went to auction where Jacob Smith bought it (remember that name?) 

Kim’s family began to experience things, her daughter heard noises. She began to interview people for the show Paranormal Witness, they were doing an episode on the Rockford house. One woman she interviewed said she was a medium and told Kim that she needed to stop or she would bring “bad fortune”  she cried and begged her to stop the research and leave it alone. She made Kim say she would keep in touch so she could ward off the evil. 

Things in Kim’s house kept getting worse, a board fell on her daughter, she was fine thought. Her husband saw shadows and heard footsteps. She heard screeching. She called Blaine one night and told him what was going on, he told her he would send spiritual protectors, and he did. 

During the filming for Paranormal Witness the crew heard the scurrying sound during Jenny’s interview, they got to finish filming. 

Then, together, Jenny and Kim wrote Haint Blue.

This story is really crazy. I read these books about a year ago and reread them so I could summarize for you. This is probably one of my favorite stories because it’s so real but it’s so terrifying. I’ve experienced a ton of paranormal things but nothing has ever tried to hurt me or make me crazy, for the most part, the spirits I’ve encountered have just wanted to make themselves known. Can you imagine going through this??