My house was located near an old two lane highway just outside the city limits of a town named Elizabethton. This area was settled in the late 1760's, its historical notability is among the most fascinating in the entire state. Its home of the first permanent settlement outside the original 13 colonies so it's bound to have a lot of history.
To be more precise in the description of our home, we settled in a small 3 bedroom home off of a one lane road originally made for logging trails. I've also heard these roads called "Ridge Runners" which were built by moonshiners so I'm not sure what its original purpose for this road was used for. (I'd like to add that moonshining is still prevalent in this area today." In addition, this is an old neighborhood where mostly senior citizens live so the nights stay very quiet apart from the tree frogs, crickets and a few neighborhood dogs that bark at raccoons or other stray animals that dare venture into their domain. We shared only one street lamp down the road so besides the tranquility of the quiet country life, unless there was a full moon, it was so dark that you could practically cut it with a knife. Up behind us was another one lane road with a few old homes and behind and above that road consists of woods mixed in with some farm land.
When we first moved to the area back in the mid 90's, we were told some creepy stories that I presumed to be nothing more than old southern folklore. I didn't put much more thought into it other than just that... Until later.
We weren't there even a year when we experienced our first paranormal experience. My older daughter came running into my room late one night and told me she had heard something strange and thought someone was standing outside her bedroom window. She said she was almost asleep when she heard something tapping on her end of the house and then the window. As I explained earlier, this was an old neighborhood so the likelihood of it being some teenage kid messing around was very small. Her bedroom light was off so we crept over to her window and after adjusting our eyes to the darkness, we could see something tall, dark and slender standing about 7 feet from the window. It appeared to be a man but then, a little too tall and lanky to be a person. We stood there whispering to each other because we couldn't remember if there was a tree outside her room or not. The moon shed just enough light so that we could see something but couldn't tell if it was someone or some "thing" standing outside her bedroom window. My husband noticed that I wasn't in bed and got up to see where I was. He turned the hall light on, I motioned for him to turn it off. Once he turned it off, and we looked back in the spot, it was completely gone. No sign of anything standing there, not even a bush or a small tree. We were both freaked out and of course my husband just made a joke of it and summed it up to us girls and our wild imagination.
About a year later we were asked to move out of that house so that the landlord's brother and family could move in because he had been out of work for quite some time and could no longer afford to pay rent somewhere else. My parents had bought 5 acres of land about a mile up the road from us. They had a house built on top of the land/hill and were just waiting for my dad to retire in 6 months. We told them our situation so they gave me 2 acres of their land to move on. We stayed in their new home while we had a modular home put on the land they gave me.
About 6 months after we were settled in our new home, one evening I heard someone beating on the back door. We ran to the door to find my daughter's boyfriend (who eventually became her husband). I opened the door and he was white as a ghost, I had him come inside of course. He stood there pale as a sheet and shaking. He said as he was driving on our road, right about at the road where he used to turn off to go to our old house, he saw this tall, slender thing with stringy hair, no face. He said it was walking on the same side of the road that he was driving and appeared to be walking toward him at first, but then it looked as if his arms and body were walking one direction, but his head was facing him. He said it did not have a face! Just the head, long black stringy hair facing him yet the rest of his body was walking and facing the other direction!
Fast forward about 10 years. I had been over to my daughter and son-n-law's new house. I took my little Jack Russell. I was driving my Honda Element and had my dog, Milo in his cage just behind me. We were on our way back to our house on the same road. I was on the phone talking to my younger daughter telling her that we were almost home when about a half mile from the old road cutoff, something that looked like what a "Werewolf" would look like if there was such a thing, ran right out in front of me on its hind legs! The only thing was, he was somewhat transparent but just slightly. I was able to see every detail. It was like something you would see in an old sci-fi movie! It looked right at me! I screamed and knew there was no way of missing it! I braced myself for impact. He looked right in my eyes! It looked straight evil! My dog went crazy and my daughter was yelling at me thinking I was in an accident! Whatever it was, went right through my car! I made my daughter come outside and meet me while I got Milo out of the car and into the house. To this day, I will not drive down that road at night.
I don't know if any of these things are related but I do know there is something about that road and area that really creeps me out and I hate even going to that area in the daytime.
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I have also heard of doing that. I'm wondering now how much my family could have avoided if we had been removing our shoes and washing our feet after coming home all those years. I would be willing to do this but I doubt that anyone else in my home would. 😉