Ghost Story Part 6

Ending-Maybe...?


"Well, now it wasnt in the house ya know. But it didnt really leave."

She told me the next day that I should see if I could stand her backyard after dark.  So, this part I got to experience myself while I was visiting.

We camped on her back porch with her dogs, grilling and eating in the grass.  We went out around 7 at night and nothing eventful.

"Your full of bull shit and that stuff was photoshop'd wasnt it?"  I said to her.

She just stared out and shrugged.  "Make a wager then.  Fifty bucks if nothing happens.  But I didnt make it up, Fi.  Not a word."

She doesnt make bets often.  So I kept my trap shut and tried not to complain.  We made stupid small talk about grades and which teachers sucked (even though were going to school in two different states, seriously it was stupid small talk...)

Then it got close to 12.  About I suppose 11:30 she opened the door for the dogs so they could go in or stay out as they wanted.  All but one of hers went in leaving the two of us and my pit.  Not so shocking, it was Hoss that stayed out with her.

As it got closer to Midnight Hoss kept whining and looking back at the house.

"Hope your saved."

I am, but it wasnt exactly a hopeful thing to hear...

Five minutes before midnight she dragged both dogs in and closed the door.  "I dont want them getting hurt, plus that buffalo of yours might wreck the fence.."  She didnt sit back down, she just stood next to me.


Right at midnight, the oldest cliche in the book, things started.  Now she had this old metal shed in the back.  The doors started shaking but didnt make a single noise.  I asked what kind of trick that was and she just shrugged.

We walked back there and I could SEE them moving.  It was like something out of poltrigiest.

She touched them and they stopped.  She shook them once and they clattered and screeched like any rusty metal door would.  Then there came a knocking from inside.

I figured her boyfriend was in there and knocked back.  I laughed when it mimiced my knock.

"Ya, dont play knock knock with it."  Then a giggle.  A little girl giggle behind me.  There arent any kids close enough that I could possibly over hear that either.  I turn and theres nothing.  But suddenly I feel really cold.  She looks really pissed though.  "Its a creepy, bastard, isnt it?"

"Ya, your dating him... Shouldnt you let him out?"  The doors are locked with two pad locks.

"If that was him, you'd hear HIM giggling about now."

We walked back towards the house and that 30 feet suddenly felt like thirty miles.  The air was really heavy and I felt watched.  I still thought it was all a prank, that she was one hell of actress and punking me.  I really wish she had been too.



I saw something she didnt though-or atleast she didnt mention it.  Something was on the otherside of the wooden gate near the house staring at us.  It was the shape of a guy, ya.  But having been to her house enough, I knew that it was floating or stood at 7 feet tall because the privacy fence was about the same height.


I started towards it thinking it was just another joke.

About 10 feet away it rushed me.  It went through the fence and right THROUGH me.  It was like icey hurricane wind hit me full force, I stumbled and fell and couldnt breath.

When I could finally breath again I turned back.  No one.  She was next to me grinning.

"So.  Is my boyfriend able to pass through objects now?"

I was speechless.  I really was.


She half dragged me in-my legs were half jello.  The dogs were swarming us and whining.  She pulled a curtain over the door and lead me to her room.


The curtains in there werent pulled yet.  The same thing that had hit me was standing next to the shed in the back staring at us.  It was dark, and that thing was darker.

"Try and ignore it..."  She pulled that curtain too.  "It leaves by 4 usually.  Im not sure why.  But it never touches the house."


She told me that it now hung out in the back and front yard.  But it was only there during certain hours.  The dogs refused to go out and she didnt leave or come home at those times.


Needless to say, I didnt sleep.


The next morning we went outside and into the shed.  The dogs followed.  Nothing.  It wasnt fun, but it wasnt scary.  I knocked and nothing knocked back.


"So, I guess I owe you, 50 bucks?"  I didnt wanna shell out the cash, but I couldnt deny i'd seen it and felt it.

"Keep it, I dont want your money.  I just wanted you to see I was serious."


I had that experience over a year ago.  Since then, she had the house and grounds blessed.  She keeps inviting me to come stay over again.

I wouldnt.  Not for a million bucks.




WELL!  Thank you all for reading that little...um, terror.  I dont know if you believe but I hope you never have to see something like that first hand.  I dont want to for sure.

To anyone suffering from something like that, I really suggest you go get help.  You arent crazy, this stuff does happen to real people, and in my person experience isnt wasnt good, I really dont want to do that again.


Wolfe