moris media good evening all and welcome tonight I have a collection of paranormal stories so buckle up because it's time to get comfortable subscribe and let the darkness take control in 2001 I was three I was an only child at that point my parents and I lived in this rent house my mom still lovingly refers to as The Shack The Shack burnt down only months after we moved in but it was a good house as far as I remember it was old and small but it was where I spent my first 5 years the good
years before stuff really hit the fan it had a concrete slab of a front porch where I draw with sidewalk chalk we had a living room with a heater that I would use to warm my toes in the morning before preschool there was a ledge on the bathtub where I'd stand to brush my teeth the single bedroom had been walled off partially to make my room big enough for a twin bed and a bookshelf I had a dinosaur blanket I was really into dinosaurs back then I don't remember much just small details I remember my
mom and dad and I also remember the others the others couldn't be seen by anyone except me I would catch a glimpse from the corner of my eye they were always turning around the corner ducking behind the couch they acted like they didn't want to be seen except for Tommy who was different a middle-aged man with a dark blue suit and brown hair and a kind smile Tommy had the nicest smile that would wash away any bad thought or feeling he was always a good he wasn't there all the time but I saw him and
played with him enough for my family to become acquainted with the idea of him he was my imaginary friend I was a lonely only child I had made a friend of my own to play with nothing out of the ordinary except I did have a friend a real friend one that was alive and In the Flesh Daniel it was around 2003 Daniel lived next door and between our house was a field of tall grass with a path down the middle we lived in the middle of nowhere in the shack you see so our parents would
have to walk us over whenever we wanted to play I remember the last time Daniel played at my house and shortly after he stopped playing with me alt together we were in my small bedroom playing with Lincoln Logs on the floor remember the ones that you could fit together to build log cabins anyway Daniel was lying on his stomach and Tommy brushed his leg when he was trying to come into my room Daniel looked up at him with fear in his eyes I wasn't sure why Tommy was a friend he wasn't anyone to be afraid
of I told him scoot over Daniel so tomm Tommy can play too and Daniel screamed and ran out to the front yard demanding to be taken home my parents laughed when they heard the story and said I must have freaked him out by talking about my imaginary friend I stood in the doorway with Tommy behind me and Daniel stared at the door but not me I watched as his eyes fixed well above my head and one thing was for certain that day I was now not the only one who had seen Tommy at the end
of 03 my parents told me I was going to be a big sister I was so excited they also told me we would have to move and they already had a house ready for us as that house and I quote barely holds the three of us as it is in the words of my mom a few months later they closed on a house in the small town nearby it was less of a town and more of a community one main road a few hundred houses in a tiny school and two churches there was one amazing
thing though my best friend from t-all happened to live right next door Maddie and I had hid it off with her the year before so did our moms I believe Maddy's mom was the one who told mine about the house being available in the first place so we moved in and I was having the time of my life living next to my best friend we would both be at each other's houses daily and we were also in the same kindergarten class our houses were only 50 ft from each other they had been on the same
plot of land that was later split and this little detail will be important for later I had been a little worried about moving because I didn't want to lose my friend Tommy sure he had made Daniel Run for the hills and I was the only one who could see him most of the time but I didn't want to move houses and never see him again my parents had only said the three of us were moving they hadn't said about bringing Tommy and when I asked they laugh it off when I told Tommy this he just
smiled and placed his hand over mine as if to say I'm not going anywhere the new house was strange you could feel it from the yard it's like when the AC is on and you can feel it from the crack around the door except it wasn't cold air exactly it was just bad though it did make you shiver Maddy's house was the same we talked about this just the other day and there are three entities we can specifically remember between our two houses one thing I liked about Maddie is that she saw them too I
felt way less alone to this day she is still one of my best friends and we still talk about how bizarre our childhood was one entity was the little girl she stayed mostly in my house she never spoke she was harmless though because she was as scared as we were of the twisty man the twisty man we believe was attached to the greater plot of land our houses sat on he was seen in both houses it's hard to describe the twisty man I think of a dementor in Harry Potter but it sounds stupid but it
would take away all the happiness and you'd only be left with fear he was all twisted and contorted and a few times would look like he was caught in the ceiling fan swirling around on the ceiling above our beds he was the color of a fresh bruise blue and black and nasty looking he didn't have a face either just a twisted silhouette he never spoke just stayed long enough to nearly give us all a heart attack whenever I saw him it was never long before I saw Tommy too he would stand in front of it
holding my gaze until it went away staring at this man I'd known for as long as I could remember the happiness returned the fear melted and the bad thing sank back into the walls my sister saw the twisty man as a toddler and Maddie and I saw him several times both together and apart I had honestly all but forgotten about him until Maddie shared with me something that happened about a month ago Maddie's ex stepbrother lives in her old house now her mom and stepdad divorced and he got the house years ago but it was
since given given to his son Maddy's mom got a call from her Rex and thought it was weird they're civil but not friends who call and chat the ex called Maddy's mom and asked what was that thing Maddie said she used to see in the house the thing that she was so scared of her mom said you mean that thing she called the twisty man and he said I thought so apparently The ex- Stepbrother noticed that the neighbor who lived in the old house was sleeping in the driveway in a camper he thought it was
weird that a 40-year-old something single guy wouldn't sleep in a house he was paying a mortgage on so he asked him why he was staying outside the man told him I don't even know how to say this man but there's something in that ass it's blue and black and all twisted up and it watches me as I sleep and I'm terrified I ain't going back in there this is a grown man claiming to have seen what we saw 20 years ago having no context of our story the third thing was less something we saw and
more something that was just there it would move things knock things over flush toilets turn on faets mess with the electronics more of a nuisance than anything one time Maddie was sleeping over at my house she told me to quit tugging the blanket down I told her I wasn't and to leave the blanket alone we both felt a few more tugs before it flew off at the end of the bed to to the opposite wall the worst thing that was in that house that was not an entity it was very much alive was my father
I was six by the time and he was heavy into his many addictions I can remember a time when he was good but by this point he was mostly my worst nightmare he and his friends I'll SP you the details partially because I don't even remember it all though I'm not too upset about that I do remember one thing he had a few friends over and they were very far past the point of rational thinking I knew they were looking for me and I also knew that finding me would be the last thing I wanted
there was a room in that house that I wasn't allowed in it was less of a room and more of a boarded in back porch but it was where the laundry was I asked my mom recently and she said I wasn't allowed in because it wasn't safe the house was falling apart even then and the room was connected to the bathroom by a buil-in cabinet that had a hole in the bottom behind the door so you could pull a laundry basket into the bottom cabinet and then reach through from the laundry room to grab it
although that part admittedly was pretty cool I remember seeing the little girl holding her hand out to me I saw Tommy behind her and he nodded to me so I let her lead me through the hole into that room I'd have never have gone in on my own I was not a rule Breaker by any means she showed me a loose board and I was able to push it enough to slip behind it I could hear them call calling for me but she put her finger to her lips as a signal to be quiet we
stayed in that hole for a long time I don't remember what happened next or how I got out just that she never left me I honestly don't know what would have happened if she hadn't have helped me hide I didn't even know that loose floorboard was there and neither did anyone else I guess they eventually got bored and went to hang out in my dad's truck until my mom and sister got home more happened but I won't go into it my sister mom and I moved in with my grandparents when I was seven this would
have been around 06 my dad had supervised visitation which he lost quickly things were good at Grandma's I felt safe and stable and didn't see anything there but I did miss Tommy about a year later the summer before I went into third grade my mom remarried the guy had a daughter one year older than me my sister was three and we moved a few houses away to another Community even smaller and more rural than the first I only lived in that house for the fourth semester they figured out pretty quickly their marriage was a rebound
for both of them and they would be better off apart so I moved back in with Grandma at Christmas since my mom was moving back in the summer anyway and I missed my old school so much she though had to stick it out until June being a teacher under contract while we were living there though I felt like Kum from the babysitter Club I had my very own morbider destiny my friend from the street gravel back road and I were convinced our neighbor was a witch looking back I doubt it she had a grave in
her backyard but I'm sure it was a pet or something we thought it was her husband I saw Tommy a lot living there I think he knew I needed a friend and I remember one day we had a babysitter we heard footsteps like always and she looked a bit freaked out I told her I don't worry sry that's just Tommy he keeps the bad things away after that we played in the yard until mom got home and I was scolded for scaring the babysitter we were back with Grandma through that summer until my mom met
guy number three he was a good guy when he was sober the first time I knew he was bad was the first time I saw Tommy at the apartment we were now living in he had been hitting the bottle all day and the day ended with him breaking my mom's cell phone screaming at us and not letting us leave I was begging her to let me walk to the gas station across the street and call my grandma to pick us up please I had told her you know Grandma would let us stay again I think
at that point she was just so broken and embarrassed she wanted to stick it out and hope it got better and it did in the morning when he sobered up but that seemed to be a trend for the next 6 years that night Tommy sat in front of my bed between me and the door while they screamed at each other again he held my gaze I don't know how long I stared into his brown eyes before I finally fell asleep in 2009 we moved into the brick house which is where I spent most of my
childhood it's hard because I have so many good memories of the brick house but it's also where I spent my darkest nights that house came with entities of its own there were the whisper people who lived in my sister's room and the bad thing and the stepdad the stepdad like I said was good most of the time especially in the early days we would have nights where we knew to keep our distance because he had been drinking the Brown Bag juice but he was a decent guy it did seem though that the worse he got
the more active the bad thing was I'll bring it back to the whisper people my sister refused to sleep in her room our hallway was shaped like a backward seven coming out of the living room and at the top of the seven was a bathroom perpendicular to that room was my mom's room then beside the bathroom on the small line of the seven was my room initially and on the tip of the top line of the seven was my sister's so her door faced my mom's I hated standing in the small line at the seven
I always had a bad feeling you could also see it from the bathroom mirror I had only made that mistake once after that I would not look in the mirror until the door was completely closed my sister would not fall asleep in her room she always said the whisper people were too loud she was in Pre kindergarten when we moved there and she claimed she couldn't sleep because they whispered too loud one day I was coming out of the bathroom I had just exited the door when I stopped because I thought I heard something from
her room my mom's door was to my direct right and about 6 to 7 ft to my left was hers the noise stopped abruptly and I thought it was weird I waited for a few seconds before I heard directly in my left ear an older lady's voice saying shh she'll hear you I booked it I don't think I've ever run so fast in my life it sounded like I was wearing an earbud it was that close I heard them a few other times but I didn't ever stick around long enough to have them Notice Me
Again again just ignore it became a trend in that house a trend a motto a philosophy we just ignored it remember how I was talking about the bathroom mirror well one day I was brushing my teeth and I made the mistake of looking up and when I did I saw a shadow except it wasn't on the wall where Shadows should be it was in a void in the middle of the hall standing where a person would be it was a shadow but threedimensional just standing there it didn't have eyes that I could see but I
could feel it staring at me this is what I call the bad thing the bad thing was much more powerful than anything I had ever experienced my mom coined it the hallway Walker because she said she could hear it pacing the hallway at night I quickly moved out to the renovated garage as my bedroom we had walled it in added a window and added insulation and drywall and it was like any other room in the house and it was huge it was a kid's dream space it was also generally free of the entities for some
reason they stayed on the other end of the house and I for one was grateful for it the bad thing had this ability to play back our voices I remember sitting in the living room with my mom and being the only one's home when we heard my voice from her bedroom saying mommy come here we both looked at each other and she shook her head behind her you'll never guess who was standing Tommy he did the same thing as her he shook his head back and forth slowly Mommy I need you our show was paused
and we sat in Eerie silence I watched Tommy walk down the hall towards her bedroom I heard it a third time Mommy I and then it stopped I don't know what Tommy did but it stopped and we felt the air shift took a deep breath I think it's gone for now we agreed and she was right it was gone but it always came back this is just one example we heard our own and reached others voices all the time I was constantly keeping tabs of where everyone was in the house I don't want to know
what would have happened if I'd have listened and followed it somewhere Alone by the time I was a freshman in high school I spent my ride home from school praying my stepdad was already passed out in the recliner it was a good day if he was sure we had to tiptoe and keep to our rooms but at least I didn't have to deal with him yelling cursing hitting things Etc on The Unlucky nights we did have to endure his drunken sters it seemed the bad thing would be more active he'd show up around corners talk
more move things and generally cast a dark heavy cloud over the house much like the twisty man did he had a talent for sucking all the happiness out of an area but on nights like these Tommy would be there always silently letting me know it would be okay my other best friend who later became my college roommate and godmother of my son was over one night stepdad was God knows where doing God knows what but it had been a good night we rented movies had eaten more than half foot of pizza and spent the last
few hours talking about boys and gossip she went to the bathroom and when she came back she seemed uneasy I asked what was wrong dude what's up with your stepdad where did he go anyway I look out the window of my room which Overlook the driveway his truck wasn't there uh he's still gone no I just saw some guy in your kitchen and he was wearing a suit then she went on to describe Tommy to a tea a few minutes later we heard the front door bang open and my stepdad stumble in and throughout the
house he finally grumbled his way into his and my mom's bedroom and slammed the door I told her that was him then who the hell's in your kitchen she asked I explained the whole thing to her like how Tommy had always been there to guard me and seemed to show up whenever I need a protection or Comfort oh what like an angel cool that's all she said she went on to see him about four more times when we lived together I also had three other friends who stayed over described the man they saw sitting at
the table on the couch or leaning against a doorway all with the same description middle-aged man with brown hair and eyes and a dark blue suit on the last night I truly don't know if I'd have made it out that house we refer to it as the last night because it was the last night we had to see stepdad I was 16 and I was done the situation with him had hit a Breaking Point what was once just him stomping around and being intimidating to assert his dominance had become into something physical side note for
anyone hearing this please don't say just because it isn't physical if they're acting like that it will escalate at some point just because it's all been verbal until this point doesn't mean it won't absolutely change in the future get out before it does on this night the doors were all locked he'd taken our phones he was marching back and forth spewing nonsense about how he demanded respect I snuck my sister into my room and hid her in my closet I barricaded the bedroom door put headphones on her and played her favorite songs on my iPod
so she couldn't hear him banging and yelling at me to open up part of me just wanted to give him what he wanted part of me thought even if the worst happened I'd finally be free of this I was so tired I didn't want to be unived which I truly believe to this day that's how that night should have ended but I just couldn't do it anymore but then I saw Tommy he pointed to the drawer of my vanity I hardly ever went there it had become my junk drawer what I asked he pointed again
I sighed and walked over to it still hearing the banging and yelling on the door sitting there on top of my journals and Old Camp PM pal letter was my cell phone the very cell phone that had been confiscated earlier that night to this day I have no idea how it got into that drawer it wasn't the first time things had seemed to teleport but it was the first time I was grateful for the weird stuff I'd experienced my whole life I took it out and called my aunt I don't know why but she was
the first person I thought of she worked with law enforcement and I knew that she would know what to do she always did she called the police on my uncle's phone and they were there within minutes I bought my sister out of the closet so we could watch our stepdad finally be arrested for the 6 years of Hell we'd gone through I hugged her and looked over her shoulder to make eye contact with Tommy again and thanked him after it was just the three of us in the house bills got to be a lot my
mom was a teacher after all which wasn't lucrative even in 2015 I had a cousin who had just had a bad breakup and needed a fresh start she lived 50 hours away and was 26 at the time she and my mom decided that she would move in and help out with us girls and pay a small amount in rent and it would be beneficial for everyone so she came to live with us she moved in the room that had been mine initially beside the bathroom I remember after a few weeks of her living there she
asked me did you ever sleep with the door open when you stayed in my room I laughed and told her hell no she asked me did it stare at you for Night 2 The Shadow Thing Once stepdad left the activity died down a lot but it was still prevalent I remember one time I got home from school as my friend had dropped me off and my cousin's car was in the driveway I had come inside and called out to her and I'd heard her voice say I'm back here clear as day I had something I
wanted to tell her so I practically sprinted to her room only to find it empty I thought maybe she was in my mom's room the bathroom my sister's room I searched but she was nowhere to be found I was annoyed was she hiding from me I called her and she sounded confused I'm at the grocery store with you Mom what you want about I'll be home in like 20 minutes whatever had used her voice had got me while I was in the house alone I felt the air grow cold and ran to the front yard
passing Tommy on the way out he was passing me in the hall on his way to her room I didn't even stay to see what was going to happen I just sat in the driveway until they arrived things went on like this for the next year and a half during this time my cousin had moved in with her now wife and my now dad moved in he's a fantastic guy he adopted me a few years ago I may have been 24 married and a mom but it was important to me that he is my dad
legally and he is in my heart anyway we sold the house the summer before I went to college and we we all moved across the state we all needed a fresh start we needed out of that town that held so many horrible memories we needed to be able to go out in public without watching over our shoulders so I chose where I wanted to go when they all moved they lived about 45 minutes from the uni which was nice I was able to see them on weekends but still have my Independence having my Independence and
safety though turned out to be a curse as much as it was a blessing now that I was finally safe my mind decided I was in a place to process some of the traum ride experience when I was younger and I started remember things that I had suppressed for the longest time I was waking up nightly screaming every night Tommy was at the foot of my bed staring at me with his big brown soft eyes until my breathing calmed and I could finally sleep again even though that was the last thing I wanted to do
having these night terrors invaded every aspect of my life my grades fell I wasn't doing my best job and it had been weeks since I'd slept the last draw was when I was horsing around with a friend from our friend group it was my best friend from before another girl two of our old best guy friends and myself in our dorm room i' had taken something from one of our guy friends as a joke and was dangling it around teasing him he reached for it trying to get it back and somehow I ended up pinned
between him and the wall he wasn't being violent just playful something about that though set me off I just remember coming too crouched on the floor and they were all looking at me concerned they told me I started crying shouting nonsense and hyperventilating the next day my best friend and the guy who I'd been playing with bought me to a Counseling Center it was then I started to see a therapist and we talked through it I started taking anxiety medication not long after and life was good I still had my nightmares but they were getting
further and further apart Tommy was always there at night to sit on the foot of my bed and look at me until I fell asleep and just knowing he was there made me feel better I saw him one more time when I was in college after the nightmare stopped I was pumping gas at the gas station about A4 mile from uni it was the last building before a long bridge and then our school I had just gotten in my car when a guy around my age came up to the passenger window holding his student ID
hey ma'am he said to me I know this is weird but I need a ride back to school my friends ditched me I see your parking pass you going back right now my window was down slightly because it was a nice night it was far enough for me to hear him but not far enough for him to reach inside honestly he was kind of cute and seemed genuine I was about to say yes when I made eye contact with someone in my back seat that startled me it was Tommy and he was shaking his head
at me I turned back back to the guy who was reaching for my passenger door handle and I felt a firm grip on my shoulder and made eye contact with Tommy one more time he had a serious look on his face and was shaking his head even harder no sorry I locked the doors and sped away and could hear him shouting at me as I pulled out I held my breath the whole way I could feel the hand on my shoulder the whole time and when I put the car in park I collapsed on my
steering wheel and sucked in a deep breath my lungs were burning at that point I could feel the hand leave and looked in the rearview mirror to see the empty seat I spent the next few years in what felt like a whirlwind I moved cities transferred schools got engaged got married and even had a baby Tommy would show up randomly when I'd have nightmares and a few times when loved ones sadly passed the night my uncle who was one of my only positive male role models so we were close passed my phone rang it was
my mom I looked over and saw Tommy on the couch by me looking at me sadly he knew before I did and he was there until my husband arrived a few minutes later occasionally Tommy would still show up to check on me it seems my husband has seen him a few times and he's cool with it he's had his own experiences with the Paranormal and believe me right away the first time he saw him was after a nightmare I woke up to Tommy on the foot of the bed and a minute later my husband jumped
out of bed and was screaming but I explained everything to him and he took it surprisingly well considering there was a man at the foot of his bed one day we were in my car and I'd run to the store to grab a few things while he sat in the car keeping the heater on and when I got out he told me hey your friend came to visit I must have looked confused because he said your ghost friend Tommy he was in the back seat I just said you weren't here right now and told him
you were safe and thanks for taking care of you he kind of just stared at me for a minute and then was gone and that was the last time we saw him for about a year or so the next and final time was right after I had my son he was maybe 2 or 3 weeks old at that point and I was walking into the nursery to check on him while he was napping I stopped short because standing over the crib was a man in a dark blue shirt he turned to look at me and
it looked like he had a tear in his eye and he gave me a smile he's cute isn't he I asked he looked at me thanks for keeping me safe he looked back at my son and still looked at me like how a parent looks at their child after they crossed the graduation stage he seemed proud of me but he didn't answer the look he gave me made my heart swell somewhere deep down I knew this would be the last time I saw his kind brown eyes then my son began to cry and I tore
my gaze away from the man who had kept me safe my whole childhood and when I looked back to the space that Tommy had occupied he was gone there have been times where I think I made it all up maybe Tommy was my way of coping maybe he was part of a decade long psychosis or trauma induced Apparition but then I think of all the other people who saw him too maybe he was really there maybe he was an ancestor of mine maybe he was a guardian angel all I know is I don't think I'd
be here to if it wasn't for my imaginary friend I'm 26 now and have two loving parents who are the best grandparents ever and a husband who I love more than anything and an almost three-year-old who keeps me on my toes he's so smart and gives the best hugs lately my son has been smiling and waving at the dark hallway and talking to someone in his closet he calls him blue man he never seems afraid maybe it's his own imaginary friend or his own guardian angel or maybe just maybe Tommy keeps me safe as long
as he could and now he's watching over him instead and if he is if it really is him I know he's in good hands a little back story my father lived with us for a while 6 months before he passed he was a drug addict and over time his addiction turned him violent we had no choice but to force him out and that was the last we saw of him he didn't go peacefully since his passing we've lost three more family members grief has settled into the walls of our home thick and suffocating the air
feels heavy the energy is wrong and in the past few months strange things have started happen happening my father installed our ceiling fan years ago it always had a habit of turning on randomly but after he pass it became a daily occurrence always full blast sometimes in sync with the TV at first I thought it was just faulty wiring but then I noticed something odd my dad had taped a small screw to the back of the remote to keep the battery cover on it i' had place the remote on the table turn my back and
suddenly click the TV and fam would switch on sometimes I'd have to turn the TV off multiple times before it stayed off then one day my mom canceled our cable and returned the remote to the provider and the TV never turned on by itself again but the ceiling fan still does we keep my father's ashes on top of our china cabinet surrounded by a few framed photos of him the photos refused to stay up one by one they'd fall sometimes Landing face down sometimes skidding across the floor the final straw was a framed picture of
my parents it plummeted to the ground the glass shattering on impact and the photo inside was ruined my mom took that as a sign and removed the rest the last picture that shattered it was the one my father had found in store right before we forced him out the house when my partner and I are home alone we often hear things for example cabinet doors slamming the front and back doors opening and shutting the unmistakable scrape of chairs moving in the kitchen drawers being rummaged through and then slammed shut of course each time we investigate
we find nothing the animals are either asleep in another room or within our sight and then there are the voices they come when I'm in the shower Home Alone faint murmurs just outside the bathroom sometimes I convince myself it's just a house settling until I catch movement in my peripheral vision flickers of Shadows something lurking just out of sight and then the other day I saw it clearly a brown humanoid shaped figure standing in my kitchen yesterday was my aunt's funeral she was young her passing was sudden and we were all taking it quite hard
that night my partner and I sat out on the back porch for hours just talking the yard was fenced in and our dog lay calmly beside us then in the middle of my sentence footsteps loud purposeful and approaching fast and then came the growl it wasn't an animal growl but it wasn't human either it was something in between deep gutural and wrong the second we heard it every Instinct screamed at us to run we bolted inside slamming the door shut my heart was pounding the hair on my neck stood on end 10 minutes later I
worked up the nerve to check the yard there was nothing no broken fence no sign of movement if it had been an intruder our dog who had been beside us the entire time would have reacted she would have run at them she would have barked she would have done something but she hadn't moved later we talked to my mom about what happened she just nodded and was like yeah I've heard it too we have no explanation we're not sure we want one I should start by saying that I was raised between two cultures my Mexican
mother deeply superstitious and a practitioner of Sania and my American father agnostic logical and skeptical of anything Supernatural this left me in somewhat the middle grounded in logic yet open to the possibilities growing up my mother would constantly warn me to never play with Ouija boards that they invite demons and bad spirits into your life my Abita A gandera A Healer who cleansed negative energy reinforced These Warnings I heard about demons my entire life but believing in them that was another thing entirely then when I was 16 something happened that I still can't quite explain
it was about 12 years ago now and I was hanging out with my mates Ben Jeff and Isaac Isaac had got a brand new car straight off the lot maybe 20 M on it and we were all hyped checking it out and somehow the conversation shifted to ghosts that's when Jeff said I have a Ouija board let's use it so we did under the glow of a lone Street Lamp in the middle of a quiet Suburban neighborhood in Oklahoma City we set it up in the road it was probably around 10 p.m. we placed our
fingers on the planet and waited nothing we laughed at off as BS and decided to take Isaac's new car for a drive down some back roads on the outskirts of the city just four dumb teenagers looking for a thrill I sat in the front passenger seat staring ahead as Isaac drove Ben and Jeff were talking about something stupid in the back their voices alone murmur outside the road stretched in front of us dark and empty we were in a remote wooded area the pavement smooth under the high beams and then a loud pop the car
lurched and a horrible grinding noise followed Isaac immediately pulled over he grabbed a small flashlight from his keychain and stepped out to inspect the damage I followed my stomach already uneasy my passenger side Tire my side was completely flat but it wasn't just punctured the rubber had been slashed three long Jagged marks gouged deep into the side I ran my hand along the slashes they weren't clean Like a Knife they were rough and torn as if something had clawed through it Isaac and I stood there staring at the road there had been nothing no debris
no branches nothing we could have run over and it was an equinox we sat high enough to see everything he was pissed his brand new car go figure as he moved to open the trunk for the spare it happened again another Pop I sprinted around the car and Isaac was clutching his leg his face Twisted in shock he pulled down his pant leg and stomach dropped through three long deep scratches ran down his ankle and Cal blood beaded along the wound the driver side red Tire slashed in the same way as the front then bolted
back into his car slamming the door shut Jeff followed frantically locking the doors and Isaac and I stood Frozen for a moment our breath visible in the cor night air my mind raced Torn Between Two thoughts it's just an animal a or cat or something but no animal did this finally we scrambled back into the car locking the doors behind us inside the silence was suffocating no one spoke the only sound was our own ragged breathing Isaac called AAA and we waited intense silence until the tow truck arrived when I got home I told my
mom everything she didn't even hesitate she took me straight to my abita's house they cleansed me whispered prayers over me burnt herbs and recited Roman Catholic blessings but the nightmares still came for years after that night I suffered from sleep paralysis which is something I'd never had before I'd be unable to move as if a heavy presence were looming over me and sometimes I'd hear scratches I still don't know what we encountered that night but I know we left that back road with something more than just a damaged car when I was a kid I
lived inov a small City in the Czech Republic with a rich but largely forgotten history my entire family experiened strange occurrences shadow figures unexplained noises and frequent sleep paralysis our house felt off but when I moved to Prague everything stopped I never found much online about paranormal activity in JC yet everyone who has lived there seems to know almost like it's an unspoken truth so my recent experience was a few months ago I was dog sitting with my boyfriend at his family house in stock off we grew up together but reconnected in college and were
now dating that night felt wrong while showering I had the distinct feeling of being watched I brushed it off later we started up playing video video games walked the dog and finally went to bed around 2: a.m. but I couldn't sleep there was an annoying ticking sound and just as I was about to complain my boyfriend spoke up first you know what's funny I don't have a clock the only one here is in the kitchen and it's digital my stomach dropped when I was a child every single sleep paralysis episode was accompanied by the sound
of ticking clocks and at that very moment the clock stopped ticking I tried to to stay calm but my boyfriend's next word sent a chill down my spine just try and ignore it they like to be left alone you lived here too you should already know the way he said it so casually it shattered what I thought I knew about him he had never entertained paranormal stories before he was a skeptic a rational thinker and there was no way at least in my mind that he would be pranking anyone about this then the dog Jonas
started barking whining claing at the dog leading to the hallway should we check on him I whisper no we don't want to go into that hallway at night weird things always happened there especially near the bathroom I tried to ignore the sound the fear tightening in my chest and eventually forced myself to sleep the next morning my boyfriend looked at me and hesitated before before speaking I don't want to scare you but did you hear the claing at the door yeah Jonas right he shook his head Jonas was barking from the other side of the
hallway I still get goosebumps thinking about it the name stov comes from two check words sto meaning 100 and chuva babysitter Legend says St wesl was born here and had a 100 babysitters watching over him one of the most famous landmarks is wless Oak who was planted by his grandmother who was later removed from this Earth by his mother on the day of his birth it still stands besides a chapel and according to Legend she watered it with his bathwater strange occurrences are strongest around that Chapel there is a bizarre breathing rock near it if
you touch it it makes you feel disoriented like reality is shifting almost further down the road is an ancient cemetery and beneath the city collaps tunnels and abandoned mines which remain largely unexplored there was even a plane crash here though much of stock of's history was erased by the Communists finding information is nearly impossible unless you ask the elderly locals who still remember 3 years ago my fiance and I went for a Hol holiday in Montenegro we were walking down a little street that was also a marketplace where they were selling things on tables at
almost every table someone tried to lure us into buying from them but we weren't interested in buying anything then suddenly we saw one really weird looking lady selling fruits that looked out of this world they were huge perfectly ripe and spotless my partner and I agreed to check it out my guess would be that the lady was a gypsy wearing a black coat with red roses her atmosphere was weird we brought 2 to three kilos of grapes and apples and as we were leaving I don't know what the hell I was thinking but I took
a single Peach from her table without her seeing basically I stole it because I was so curious as to how it tasted even today I don't have an explanation why I did it I'd never stolen in my life and another option would have just been kindly asking if I could try it or even buy one for God's sake but the point is I took it and after we left the market on our way to the hotel I took a bite from the peach it exploded in my mouth with awful rotten creamy flavor I started coughing
gagged and nearly puked I looked at the peach and it was brown and black on the inside its core was missing and it had maggots it was very strange because I could have sworn I didn't see any holes on it like I said it looked spotless before after we got home as we were getting ready to go out to the city I began feeling nauseous and in a short period I started vomiting and having diarrhea with a fever it was weird because I didn't swallow any of the fruit funnily enough when my fiance opened the
other fruits we actually bought all of them were picture perect perfect on the inside and delicious it took me 3 Days To recover now we could speculate that maybe I just contracted some disease from elsewhere it was just a really big coincidence the face of the lady burnt in my memory and her atmosphere she was scary but also kind maybe she was a witch why did I feel the urge to steal from her it reminds me of a folklore where some kids wander in the forest and stumble upon a house made of delicious candy and
a warned not to eat from it but just can't resist could maybe this have been a witch as well and she cursed me for eating the fruit I didn't pay for hey guys it's Mort here and thank you so much for listening what did you think of the Tommy story was it real or made up in the person's head I'd love to get your thoughts on that I thought it was a really interesting story but why don't you let me know what you thought of it that's it from me though I'd like to extend a
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