Hi, I'm new here and think this forum is great.
A few years back I was visiting family in Michigan. I was staying at my sisters at the time. Being that I was still on a west coast schedule I
would usually stay up late and watch television. Now in contrast to a person that came from a place like vegas, Michigan is dark, cold, and
downright creepy after a certain time.
On this particular night, it was very hot, humid, and raining cats and dogs. I opened the front window and gazed at the streetlight as I could
visibly see the rain falling with heavy force. So I settle back on the couch and gave my sis's new satelite tv a test drive. The couch was against
the side wall and that wall had a window air conditioner there. As the rain continued to pick up the sound of water hitting the air conditioner
became deafening. In the front of the house they have those aluminum awnings (sp) and it was rather loud as well. I take notice of all these things
for the simply fact I didn't see ran like that too much in vegas.
So now it's hot, humid, and the noise is terrible, but I tried to watch tv. As Im flipping through the channels I get this high pitch frequency in
my ears. You know how you just sit there and sometimes you can kinda hear a high pitch sound but can't hear it really? I pay no attention to this
cause its something I've heard hundreds of times, cept now, the pitch seems to be coming closer. I mute the tv, but can't focus on it too well
cause the damn rain hitting the house soo hard. I put back on the tv and notice her three cats run from the kitchen and upstairs like lightning.
The faint noise subsides and I suddenly hear banging in the basement. I thought it was weird cause the cats already ran out of the basement and
through the kitchen. Then something starts walking slowy up the stairs, and I get a bit scared. Then the child-safety door thing between the
basement steps and the kitchen creeks open, Im thinking "OH CRAP!". I freeze up then all the sudden the rain stops hitting the air conditioner
and the awning and the high pitch ringing in my ears ressumes. I look out the window and at the streetlight and sure as hell, its still pouring
Now it's around 2:30 am and Im convinced something is above the house preventing the rain from hitting it, something is in the kitchen and basement
and it's not the cats, and Im the only one awake in the house. I glance over towards the kitchen and its glowing like the freaking sun! Totally
washed out in a bright auburn haze. My toes immediately become hot, then my legs, then my torso, I CAN'T MOVE!!! I tried to shout to my sister to
wake up but nothing comes out. As my body is going paralyzed all I got left is my arm and the remote Im holding. Without hesitation I chuck the
remote as hard I can at the wall , BOOM!!. Immediately the light goes away, the high pitch ceases, I can move again, and the rain hits the house
My sister wakes up and tells me she had a dream there was ghost in her hallway. Well, I decided to stay down the street at my grandmothers for the
rest of my stay in Michigan after that fiasco, but things would go on to get worse after that.
I'm now freaked out by what happened at my sisters and am feeling some heavy-duty anxiety about sleeping and the dark. Well at my grandmothers I
start having terrible nightmares. I see these little "creatures" all the time and somehow they are doing things with my little nephews, making me
very angry yet helpless. I never had such dreams till that time in Michigan. One night I wake up from the nightmare freezing cold. I struggle
around to grab the blanket and it's been folded down from my chest to my toes. When I lean over to grab it there is this tall, willowy, looking
creature standing to my right. I run out of the room and towards the kitchen and get by the table with my back to the wall. Im soo scared I can't
even breathe anymore. These other things walk down the hall towards me, they looked pissed. They were about 5 ft. with large heads and large eyes.
They didn't look like what most would call a grey. Their skin was more along the color of caucassion and thier eyes while large, were like ours and
they were green. I grab a heavy oak chair from the table and crack one of them real good then try to run to the door.
Heres where it goes fuzzy. See my grandparents are from europe and have different ways. I couldn't open the door cause my retarded step-grandfater
locks the doors from the inside and sleeps with the keys. As Im screaming and frantically trying to open the door somehow, I see what looked to me to
be someone dressed in army BDU's outside the door. I try running to the basement but almost know in my head somehow that was a wrong move. By the
time I hit the last step a hand came out and touched me. Next thing I remember is waking up on the living room floor and watching as an auburn glow
leaves the kitchen. Something tells me to drink lots of fluids and rest. Thats all I remember.
I never want to go back to Michigan after this crap, and I tried hinting at what happened to me to some people but they think Im crazy before I even
get into it. The worst thing is I can remember alot of things through my life that were odd around bedtime, cept after this incident I know why.
I still have dreams where I see the tall willowy figures, the little ones, milltary garbed men and other members of my family. Once in awhile it'll
be late and I can feel the high pitch buzzing approaching me. I turn on all the lights, the tv, open windows, and grab a remote incase I need to
I don't want to even think about what all of this might mean, and Im just happy it stopped. I credit it to living in a place where there is always
alot of people up and about.
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[edit on 4-3-2006 by sanctum]