My wife and I were vacationing at a cabin my parents own in the North Georgia mountains one weekend and we had quite an experience. My wife and I have had mild experiences with the paranormal before so at the time this happened we both knew there were things out there but this is the most horrified both of us have ever been.
This event took place two years ago before we had married. We arrived early in the afternoon, an aberration from our usual schedule because both us typically work days and would arrive at this cabin usually late Friday night and would stay the weekend.
When we got inside and settled we almost instantly began fighting with each other about nothing in particular but we were going at it tooth and nail just yelling back and forth. I would say around 4PM it could have been as late as 6 PM though I started to experience these violent images that just seemed to pop into my head from nowhere as I am not a violent person. They would could come almost every thirty minutes and would usually involved ME killing either my girlfriend or someone else I knew in very brutal ways.
This had become so disconcerting and uncomfortable to me I asked my wife if we could go to bed early so we could leave the next morning (we both knew the weekend just was not salvageable and I even expected upon getting back to Atlanta we were going to break up) and she agreed, obviously being tired of fighting. We made sure to clean everything up before we went to sleep so we could just go out the door the next morning, ie: Close up the doors and drawers on the entertainment center, put any dishes away that we used, and throw drink cans out.
We were laying in bed and I was about to dose off when I felt my wife stiffen up so I perked my head up and asked what was the matter. She said she had just heard the guest room door open and then close. I told her it was probably just the house creaking and laid back down. Now, there are two floorboards in front of bedroom door that creak loudly when someone steps on them; we both heard that. Knowing that it would be impossible for that to occur naturally without hearing something fall on it I shot up out of bed, grabbed my pistol, and flung open the door, fully expecting to have to shoot someone. Once my mind had registered no one was there I realized the entertainment center was wide open, the TV was on, and the drawers in the side of the unit were all open and arranged in a stair-step pattern going downward. I then realized that the middle drawer of the table where we kept our phone books, since you can only use landlines up there, was open as well. Upon going into the kitchen I found the fridge, freezer, dishwasher, and all the cabinets open as well.
I called out to my wife for her to get in here and help me clean this mess up cause we were LEAVING. I guess it took us about 10 minutes to get the house settled again and grab our bags. We were both terrified at this point and eager to get out. I had the keys so I locked the door while she made her way to the car, and as soon as I heard the lock Click I heard a deafening roar; I mean I covered my ears. The only description I could give the sound is of half mountain cat and half inhuman shriek. Needless to say I bolted, backed up curvy gravel driveway going 20mph. I can only call it divine providence I didn't wreck us and preceded to go 40 down the curvy gravel mountain road that links my parents' cabin the blacktop, only slowing down because my wife started screaming I was going to kill us.
Once we got on the main highway about 30 minutes later did she ask what had me so spooked because I was in a lot better state of mind in the house. I later came to realize she didn't hear that roar at all.
Long story to tell you this one. My wife and I were pet sitting my parents' cats when they went to New York for New Year's and we got there late one night because we had things we had to get done in the afternoon. Everything was fine until we went downstairs in their house which consists of a den, storage type room that leads to the basement and a bathroom.
When I looked in the dark storage room I could make out a darker figure sitting on the computer desk. He/she/it seemed to be made entirely of dense shadow and had glowing yellow eyes. Is this the same spirit from the cabin or another entity altogether? I didn't get a good feeling from this one either. Any help or insight would be awesome. Thank you.
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I did talk to two different guys. One who told me that Confederate Regulars and the Unionist Militia had skirmishes right on my property, and the other guy said that it was possible but they were most likely fighting about 30 miles away. He was pretty sure and described some landmarks that are mentioned in accounts that would seem to fit that story, but in the end guess I will never know about that.
You hear gunfire up there a lot but it's in the south-in the woods-could be hunters. The whole native American spirit idea is interesting though because me wife told me yesterday she didn't want to go up at night anymore cause she "sees the Indian," on the road at night. I've never seen him but I almost never see stuff. I asked her if she had seen any other stuff up there she hadn't told me about.
She says she saw a mean guy in a suit walking down the blacktop right before we make our turnoff onto the dirt road.