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

Jenny Scott’s phone rings and she answers to her husband Hunter telling her great news! He has finally found a rental home in Rockford, Alabama closer to his job. He describes a home that is older and beautiful. Telling her of this affordable home that could also hold their family for four, the picture being painted of this deal is almost too good to be true.

Their entire world was about to turn into a living nightmare.

Here’s what happened: Jenny, her husband Hunter, and children, Gracyn, Buddy and Faythe, were living in Auburn, Alabama. Hunter’s commute was an hour in each direction daily. I can attest having done it myself, an hour commute to work is exhausting. Jenny would stay at home with the kids. They were beginning to falter financially as it was, daycare would be an added expense that wasn’t necessary. Their current landlord was raising the rent on their small, two-bedroom apartment and they were feeling suffocated. Hunter began to look for a new home closer to his job, that was more affordable, and he found this beautiful home in Rockford. Jenny’s son Buddy was from a previous marriage, and she didn’t want to have to take him from a school district he was already acclimated to and upheave his life moving him an hour away to a new school district. She made plans with Buddy’s father and they decided it was best, while difficult for her, that Buddy stay with him during the week and come to her every weekend. Hunter’s daughter Faythe, was also from a previous relationship, and she lived with her mother full-time. 
Hunter went ahead and rented the home, passed the keys to Jenny and while he was at work, she and their toddling daughter Graycn went to look at the house. Upon getting to the house she kept thinking “ it’s too good to be true”. The home was big and well taken care of, but it didn’t belong. She recalls that it was “New Orleans style home with wrought iron railing across the top porch”. As she went into the home she began noticing strange things. The sliding glass door to the back yard was nailed shut, while the outside was well kept there were papers scattered throughout the kitchen and dining room, and when she made her way upstairs, she noticed that everything on the second story was painted blue. She noted in her book that it wasn’t just the walls, it was the light switches, ceilings, window and door frames. All were painted blue. In the south (and Jenny mentions this as well) it isn’t uncommon for some older “plantation” style homes to have blue ceilings on porches, it’s thought to keep mosquitoes away, especially in more humid parts of the south like Louisiana and Florida, and also south Alabama, Georgia and Mississippi. But not INSIDE the house, just on the porches. 

Jenny began to feel uneasy about the home after her tour and went to tell Hunter they had to find something else. It disappointed him because it was such a nice house and within their budget,she begrudgingly decided to go along with it! And they moved in. 

The first experience she mentions is after a day of painting over the blue upstairs, she sees a figure in one of the upstairs windows while she was exploring the backyard of the home. The only people home were her mother who was in the kitchen, Gracyn,and herself. She immediately panicked thinking another person was in the house! She got everyone out just when Hunter was pulling in the drive. He went to check the house and, of course, no one was in it. She mentions that her obsession with painting is what ,she believes, set the haunting in motion. 

The next event was when Hunter’s daughter ,Faythe got to sleep in her new room. They had an issue with Japanese lady beetles and had finally gotten rid of them before she came. The morning after her first night there they woke up to find Faythe sleeping on the couch. She explained that bugs were crawling all over her in the bedroom. When they went to check, they didn’t see any bugs at all. Faythe also mentioned thinking they were coming down the stairs all night, she heard them creaking, and of course, they weren’t.

 Jenny’s son, Buddy, saw an antique mirror she had in her dressing closet on his way to their bathroom one day and became terrified. He never would tell her what he saw but she ended up having to hide all reflective surfaces, and still does. 

Shortly after they moved, they adopted a basset hound named Betty Lou. Jenny eventually got comfortable with letting Betty Lou go outside alone, but one day she didn’t come back. Hunter went out to look for her and he found her. Her heart had been removed from her body. This was traumatizing for Jenny, she loved Betty Lou and found comfort in her being there while hunter was at work late into the evenings.

 At one point Jenny felt like she was pushed down the stairs by something. The family also began seeing shadow people during their time at the Rockford house.

Jenny mentioned in the book that she felt isolated, most of the time it was just her and Gracyn, a toddler. She feels (as most people who believe and study the paranormal do) that this entity was feeding off the negativity in the house, and making her more negative as a result. Jenny began to experience sleep paralysis and saw something sitting on her chest. She began to research sleep paralysis and came across the Boo Hag, and I’ll post a link explaining the Boo Hag down below so you can read more about it if you’re interested. In her research, she also found that Haint Blue (like the paint upstairs) is used to confuse spirits in a similar way it’s thought to keep out wasps and mosquitoes,Jenny began to realize her mistake by painting. 

She and Hunter decided it was time to get OUT, so they started packing and looking for new places to stay. They also anointed the house with oil to “bless” it. At one point during her packing, Jenny went into Gracyn’s room and found a cross they had hanging was turned upside down.

 Thankfully, not long after, they found a home for rent, a bit out of their price range, but they took it. With about three weeks left on the Rockford lease, they moved into their new house. The day they moved, Kim Johnston, a paranormal investigator, came to  investigate the Rockford house. 

Kim said before she began the investigation, she spoke for weeks with Jenny. She began having nightmares about it and even before going she experienced sleep paralysis as well. 

Kim met with a medium at the Rockford house and began their investigation and right off the bat he started hearing the spirits. While she tried to get in contact with her business partner Shane, her phone kept cutting out from lost signal. The medium explained two brothers were the spirits in the home and they didn’t want anyone there. He told her to look at the upstairs window (just like Jenny first had) and Kim saw two black, shadowy figures. 

And that’s where the first part of their book ends. Part two is the investigation. 

Jenny Scott is a writer, she has a blog (https://whimseyjenny32.wordpress.com/), and she survived a horrifying ordeal at the hands of evil spirits. She, along with Kim Johnston, wrote about this experience. Kim is a paranormal investigator with sCARE of Alabama, who has investigated many haunted locations in Alabama. She is one of the investigators that went to Jenny’s home in Rockford. I actually had the pleasure of hearing her speak about her experiences after I had purchased and read Haint Blue part one. I happened across the book on Amazon and decided to buy it since it was a true haunting in Alabama. It was thrilling and insanely scary at times. I believe it got me spooked because I have had many, MANY experiences with the paranormal and nothing I have experienced is anywhere near what Jenny and her family went through. This might be a long one! I didn’t want to leave anything important out! There will be a part two on this following the second book next week, so watch out for that! 

So, tell me, Have you had any experiences similar to this one?

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01JD88HJ0 Part one

https://www.amazon.com/Haint-Blue-Rockford-Haunting-Part/dp/1986543935/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr= Part two

http://scareofal.com/ https://scaresandhauntsofcharleston.wordpress.com/2012/04/22/the-boo-hags-of-gullah-culture/ Boo Hag

On a relatively warm October night in 1973, a young 26-year-old police chief Jeff Greenhaw is sitting at home with his wife. The peace is broken by an anonymous female caller who claims she saw a UFO right outside of town on a property owned by Bobby Summerford. Leaping to action, Jeff grabs his gear: gun, radio, handcuffs, and other items normally found in a cop’s kit. On this night, however; Jeff made the decision to include a polaroid camera among his tools.

Before I began really diving in to this case, I wanted to know more about the man behind it, the former Police Chief, Jeff Greenhaw. I tried everything, all google searches came back to this case, I looked on the Falkville city website to see if this is mentioned and, it isn’t (I can see why after reading about it, but more on that later). To me, it seems like this guy didn’t exist outside of this one case. I couldn’t find anything on his backstory, or even a facebook page. From the information around the story, he would be around seventy-two, still possibly alive and I have some questions! I think the only way to find any more information is to go to the Falkville or surrounding area’s library and  look in the old newspapers, which I still may do, but not today. 

I guess I should just dive in then, I can’t find Jeff, but here’s what I do know, The incident took place in October of 1973. Jeff was at the time, as stated before, the police chief at only 26 years  old! Good for him! Jeff was sitting at home with his wife when he got a call from an anonymous woman saying she saw a UFO right outside of town, on property owned by Bobby Summerford. Jeff got his gear;gun, radio, handcuffs, normal cop things, but then he also grabbed his polaroid camera. The articles I found on this said that he grabbed the camera as an afterthought, and I’m no police officer, but why would a cop just decide to grab a camera? That seems suspicious to me!

Jeff Greenhaw got in his truck and went out to the property to check things out. It was a bit after 10pm and he started to look around the property, at first he didn’t see anything. As he began to drive one more circle, he went down an old gravel road and then he saw the Metal Man. Jeff at first thought this was a human person so he shouted at the “man” and received no reply. So he got out of the truck and realized it wasn’t a man. He described it as a “humanoid figure” that looked like it was wrapped in aluminum foil. He said it was small, “neckless” and robotic. Remember that polaroid Greenhaw just happened to think to bring? He whipped that out and snapped some pictures, convenient. The pictures I saw on a few different websites, and I will post the links to the articles I read and one podcast a bit later. (Cryptonaut Podcast, these guys are really cool, check them out!)

Once Jeff took the pictures, the creature began to run. Jeff tried to chase it down in his truck but according to him the terrain was rough and he could only go around 35 mph and the creature was going much faster and jumping many feet into the air, Jeff would say it was like it was defying gravity. Jeff soon lost his pursuit after crashing his truck into a ditch and the creature was never to be seen again. 

After his encounter and bringing the case to the town’s attention, Jeff’s life fell apart. He was fired from his position by the city council, his wife left him, and someone set his home on fire. He received ridicule from the entire town after this. 

The pictures Jeff took were gathered and sent to the Mutual UFO Network, and what is really odd is that there were two articles I found that mentioned this but they’re both conflicting. One said that MUFON found the photos to be fake (cryptopia.us) and one said they were the real-deal (realunexplainedmysteries.com). 

Some people believe Jeff made the entire story up. The caller was anonymous, he just happened to bring his camera, and there was no evidence that a creature had been on the Summerford’s property. Also, to make this all a bit more interesting, this all took place after a huge story broke out in Mississippi about another alien sighting that same month. It was almost as if Mr. Greenhaw wanted to garner some fame and cash from his story. Unfortunately, if this was fabricated, it destroyed his life. He lost respect from everyone in the town, which is why I think I couldn’t find any information on him after this story. No family, nothing. If this DID happen, I feel horrible for him. 

Some people also believe that Jeff didn’t make the story up but that the creature is still fake. They think that someone had dressed up or found some way of making the creature as a prank and Jeff was the one who came upon it. Once the story blew up in such a negative way, the real culprits would never admit it was them.

So, What do you think? Do you think Jeff was telling the truth and saw an alien-like creature? Do you think he was trying to find glory in a fabricated tale that backfired on him? Or do you think it was a prank-gone-wrong? Let me know! I could go any way with it. 

http://www.nicap.org/falkville731017dir.htm

A picture of a moon in the cloudy night sky,

Growing up in central Alabama, I remember in elementary school we would, as most schools do, have assemblies. One of my most memorable assemblies was when each class of first graders, during their allotted “library time” was gathered into our school’s quaint library. The teachers would seat us all on pillows which sat on top of carpeted stairs leading into a small auditorium-like space. On this day, our presenters were  reading us the famous book from my area; Thirteen Alabama Ghosts and Jefferey, and this is where my fascination began, I think.

 I knew something was off in my childhood home, but growing up in a Christian home, talking of ghosts or other paranormal beings was rarely tolerated. Around the age of seven I had my first paranormal experience. In this experience, I felt, obviously terrified, but also incredibly intrigued. I began to want to know more but, I was still afraid of learning more. 

My parents had purchased their home in the early eighties, it wasn’t old but it definitely wasn’t an example of modern design. The home, at the time of purchase, was a small, three bedroom home with one and a half bathrooms, if you could even call what was almost just an avocado green toilet in an avocado green linen closet half a bathroom. We lived in that home until I was around seven years old, then my parents decided we needed something bigger. They worked with contractors and all but rebuilt the small 1960’s era home. We went from three bedrooms to four, a basement, and two stories. When the renovation was finally complete after MONTHS of excitement and sleeping in the living room while my room was being built, the house was finished! I was stoked to finally stay in my new room! I didn’t have any furniture in the room but I begged to sleep in my room as soon as the house was finished. So, with a sleeping bag in tow, and my tiny hands carrying pillows and blankets and Dudley, my plush dragon, I began a journey I didn’t even know I signed up for that night. 

That first night in my new bedroom is one I don’t think I’ll ever forget.

As a child, I was always scared of things, let’s keep that in mind. I wasn’t the adventurous “outdoorsy” type of kid. I rode bikes and swam in the lake behind our house but for the most part, I wasn’t like other kids my age that I grew up with. This fear wasn’t just outside though, I was afraid to be alone inside too. I’m sure my parents LOVED that I was always stuck to their sides, too afraid to do anything alone and having no reason to be. So for me to beg, you guys, BEG to sleep in my own room, ALONE, I’m positive they were thrilled too, maybe my parents thought this was the beginning of me sleeping alone and not being so afraid, but they would be wrong. 

 That night I couldn’t get to sleep. I didn’t want to go downstairs and hurt my seven-year-old pride by saying I was wrong and couldn’t do it, so I stuck it out! I stayed (almost) all night. At some point in the night I heard something tapping on my window so I looked up expecting a bird or an animal, I’m not really sure what I expected. But instead, I saw a face. I turned my head away and pulled my sleeping bag up around my face and sat there for a few seconds until I gained a tiny bit of courage to look back and see that it was gone. I don’t know who it could be, and honestly I thought even at that young age that I was dreaming. Dreaming or not, I threw in the towel at this point. I was done. No more! 

Most people would say that, yes, I was dreaming. I probably had drifted off and had a nightmare in my sleep, and honestly, I thought that too until I started sleeping in my own room again as a teenager, maybe thirteen or fourteen. I was so afraid of what I saw that night, and things I heard and couldn’t explain while I was up in my room playing with barbies or stuffed animals, that for the next  nearly seven years I would sleep on the couch in the living room, or have friends over as much as possible so I wasn’t alone. 

It wasn’t until I began sleeping in my room alone at fourteen that I realized very quickly, I did not dream this all those years ago, and I was vindicated when it wasn’t only me who saw things and heard them. Most of my friends from high school agree still , eight years later, that house is haunted! My brother still to this day claims he never saw anything or heard anything, but recently I got my dad to admit to me that he has seen and heard things but he didn’t want me to be more scared than I already was. My mom still claims that nothing is in the house ,even though she has a pretty cool sleep paralysis story she refuses to see as paranormal. 

So this is where my interests began. In a home on the lake, that my parents still live in with my ten-year-old adopted sister. This place, and conversations on the pier with friends, are what all developed my passion and interest in the paranormal. I want to tell my stories, my experiences with ghosts, but I also want to do a deep dive into other paranormal topics. I want to learn and talk about cryptids and aliens and magic. But aside from all of that, I want to learn more about the different haunted locations in my area. I want to create the new updated version of Thirteen Alabama Ghosts and Jefferey and tell everyone what I find, but I also want you, my audience, to tell me YOUR experiences and where it happened! This is my first experience and as my husband once said and I can never let him down for it now, “That’s my TEDtalk!”