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Excited to share this "proof" with her family, during the after dinner card game, she did just that. Her younger brother by four years, just out of
the Navy, was there. She told her story of the "proof", and her mother seemed to have no idea what the girl was talking about. The look on her
brother's face was odd.
She told them the tale of the events of that night. At the end, her brother asked her why she felt the need to tell him what he already knew and had
just wanted to forget. At her blank look, he reminded her that he had been there with her that night. That they had gone through it together. He
remembered every detail she had, except that he also remembered them being together, which she had not been able to remember. She could look back at
that night now, and still not see him there in her mind. He also had no memory of Mom coming home, no memory of anything until waking for school the
next day. The mother could remember none of it, because in her mind, nothing unusual had happened.
The girl became excited that she finally had someone to discuss it with, someone who KNEW. Her brother, with a closed look, stopped that though
immediately, stating he would not discuss it, and in fact would not even think about it because he was positive that the fear would kill him.
Feeling a bit vindicated, but yet still alone, the girl let the matter drop.
Later that year, after having been out to dinner with the family, she got home and found the dog standing at the back door leading to the screened-in
back porch whining. The back yard had a few trees, and then a large few acres of woods which led down to Lake Talquin. There were four steps that led
down from the porch to the back yard.
They had often seen strange lights out in those woods, heard strange things. There were panthers and black bears and boars and other sundry animals
and creatures out there. She knew every inch of those woods and felt very much at home there, even urinating on a deer stand she found once, to
protect the deer that roamed in large herds there.
The lights wouldn't turn on when the family entered the house, but power outages in that part of the town weren't that uncommon. She opened the door
to the porch and the dog raced to the screen door, pawing and whining. Smiling at the dog and her antics, the girl opened the screen door and the dog
stepped out onto the first step, then froze and, staring out into the yard, began to growl low in her throat. Still looking at the dog, the girl felt,
rather than heard or saw, something in the shadows near the foot of the steps.
She finally looked up and standing there, cloaked and hooded, was a creature. This being wasn't glowing, but she could still see no features. Unable
to speak, unable to think, unable to even breathe, she became a mindless, hysterical, terrified person who turned and ran blindly back into the house,
to which the dog had already retreated and was hiding. She heard a voice screaming over and over again, "itshereformeitsgoingtogetme". She didn't
realize it was her own voice until it stopped. It didn't stop until her mom sat her down and called her name forcefully until the girl responded.
The girl haltingly and with a quivering voice and gasping breath explained what she had seen and no one else had seen a thing. The lights came back on
and a search of the yard showed no evidence. She finally went to sleep hours and a valium later.
The next morning when she woke, she was alone in the house. The car was in the yard, Mom's purse was still on the table, and no one was home. She
waited all that day and night. They never returned. The police search turned up nothing. The girl's status as a suspect ended when time and a lack of
bodies and evidence showed that there was no provable crime.
She never saw her family again. She never got answers, but she always knew that "The White People" had something to do with their disappearance. The
feeling that she was still being visited by something she couldn't identify or explain and the missing memories continued for the rest of her known
She disappeared ten years and two psychotherapists later, after a phone call to her best friend in which the only words she said were, "They're here
again." before the line went dead. She was never heard from or seen again and the case was never solved. The best friend had no idea what the girl