This story takes place in February of 2001 just outside of Pigeon Forge / Gatlinburg, TN. I actually got inspired to even tell this story again after reading Purpletrees own cabin experience, and while this didn't also happen in NC, it happened just across the border.
To be quite honest, I had kind of forgotten about this experience, or maybe blocked it from my memory because it was such an active haunting. The experience was so active, I actually researched it as soon as I got home from the vacation it happened in 15 years ago and happened to come into contact with a lady who had strikingly similar experiences in ANOTHER cabin that was a part of the same resort.
On to my story. Forgive me if I've forgot parts of it, time erodes everything. So, the wife (now ex-wife) and I hadn't been married too long and we didn't have kids or any real responsibilities at the time so one week, mid-week, we decided to rent a cabin at a place on a mountain just above Pigeon Forge, TN. We were given a very nice NEW cabin with the large window looking off into forever in the living room that doubled as the bedroom. Typical 2-3 room vacation cabin, built be a resort for just that...vacations.
The living room/bedroom was just one wide open room, that also included the kitchen-dining area, and a sofa with a large fireplace, TV and large windows everywhere. There was a door to the porch that had the obligatory hot tub, and then one other room in the whole house that contained the bathroom, which was simply a door right off the main big-room. The ex-wife was a heavy sleeper... Just to put her heavy sleeping in perspective, I literally cranked a chainsaw and sawed down a tree outside our bedroom window at home early one morning and didn't wake her.
Anyway, the "activity" started the first night we were there. We stayed 4 nights and though time has erased the specifics of what happened on what day, I still remember what happened. I am a very light sleeper and sometimes have a hard time sleeping. The first thing that started was footsteps. All around me, all around the room. One specific set, one specific gait. It would move from the kitchen to the sitting area in front of me, to the porch, back to the kitchen.
At first I thought it was raccoons, maybe on the roof or something causing maybe sound to carry and sound like it was walking on the floors inside, BUT I was to be proven wrong. I woke up to the toilet flushing itself... I woke up to the bathroom light being on and watching and hearing the light switch click off, thinking the wife was up in the bathroom and coming back to bed, only to realize that she was already right beside of me. Sometimes the bed would bump like someone walking by it had ran into it. I also even caught a glimpse of an apparition in the dark... It did not glow or float around but appeared to be a solid human simply walking around in the dark. I could see it was a man, maybe 6 feet tall (average height, average build), no shirt but blue jeans on... Maybe sandy to dark blonde hair. I only saw it for a second or two, I kind of refocused my eyes and sat up and it disappeared.
I figured out that when I had the TV and the lights on in the kitchen nothing would happen, or at least I couldn't hear it, so by the evening of day 3 I was sleeping with the lights on and the TV on all night long. When the wife (who slept through all of this) asked why I was having to sleep with the tube on, I told her that I thought I saw raccoons outside and that it would keep them scared away, never mentioning it wasn't raccoons I was trying to scare away.
Anyway. We got back home and I immediately started researching if ANYONE else had ever had a problem or a haunting like that before and did make contact with a woman about 50 miles away from me who had had a strikingly similar episode with her husband at the same resort, but a different cabin. These are all NEW cabins, or they were then. They are all 15 years older now, much like myself, but at the time, this was a fairly new resort, maybe open a year or two.
I've pondered many circumstances over the years that may have led to that haunting, or whatever it was. Most likely it's some kind of land history, or some conscious residual entity that may not like "people on its land" or something similar.
To this day, all I know is my story and the striking similarity in experience the other lady had who also stayed there. I have often thought about going back just to see if it's still there. Thanks for taking the time to read this.