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. 🙂