I live on the outskirts of the small historic town of Vine Grove. It's a residential area well off the beaten path surrounded by forest and close to Otter Creek.
I've lived here for 9 years with my chocolate Lab/Bullmastiff mix named Harley. He had to be put down last year because he was deaf, almost blind, and was starting to get down in his hips. He was my best friend and it broke my heart to lose him.
I haven't had any experiences with the paranormal since I was a little kid living on a haunted farm with my mother and 3 siblings but that is another story for another time.
On November of 2012, the night it began, I was living alone with just Harley for company. He was sleeping across from me in his doggie bed next to the TV. I was laid back on my couch watching a late movie I'd been wanting to see. It was a little after midnight and I noticed Harley was getting restless. He began to whimper and pace around the room. On his second lap he stopped right by the door staring down the hallway. I didn't think much of it at first because he had already been out to do his business. I went back to my show but after 4 or 5 minutes had passed I noticed he still hadn't moved. I asked him if he saw a mouse or something but he still did not avert from his gaze. I started to feel uneasy, like we weren't alone in the house. I slowly got up and walked over behind Harley. I peered down the hallway to the open door of the bedroom on the very end but it was pitch black. I stood there for a few minutes so my eyes would adjust. Then I heard this low guttural growl coming from Harley, the kind when you know a dog is serious and about to bite. I looked down at him and his hackles were raised. This made my apprehension even worse. I looked back down the hallway and for an instant I thought I saw a dark shadow figure move from the doorway. I thought "oh shiat! There is someone in the house!" I went to step past Harley to turn on the hall light but he blocked me and pushed into me and made me step back. He was determined to keep himself between me and whatever he was seeing or sensing.
Then just like that it was over. Harley whimpered once more and went back and laid down. I tried to get back into my movie but to no avail. I knew if I didn't go and check it out, I'd never rest that evening. So I got back up, pulled my bat out from behind the couch, turned on the hall light, and marched down the hall to the bedroom. I didn't waste any time. I quickly reached my hand in and flipped on the light. Cautiously I stepped in and to my surprise I could find nothing amiss. I checked the window and it was locked. I began to think my eyes had played tricks on me. I started to leave when I began to hear this eerie music from somewhere in the room. I walked to the middle of the room and sure enough, it was coming out of the floor vent. I thought "what in the hell?"
I walked to the doorway and could hear talking on the TV. I had nothing else on in the house. I walked back to the vent and it stopped abruptly. Then I heard this scraping coming from the closet, along with a familiar popping noise like donk, donk, donk. It only took me a second before I realized what it was and it instantly sent a shiver down my spine and I immediately broke out in goosebumps.
My mom had given me this 2 foot angel. It gave me the creeps because it held a candle which was a clear Christmas bulb under its chin so the face was distorted by shadows. Exactly like when a person holds a flashlight under their chin to look scary. When it was plugged in the arm holding the light moved back to it's side and up catching the wings and it made a grinding popping sound like plastic grinding on plastic joints and when the wings moved it made a donk,donk, donk sound. The only thought I had at that moment was "OMG"!This damn thing is moving in the closet without power". I began to break out in a sweat. Part of me wanted to walk over and yank the door open but my inner voice said, "Leave this room now"! So I backed up out of the room and closed the door. I didn't even turn the light out.
The next day I called my mom and she came to visit. I told her what happened and when I did, she agreed we should get rid of it. I'm not sure but I think it ended up at a Goodwill.
It was quiet for about a week or so and then I met Nikki. I dated this girl off and on for the next 3 years and quite a bit happened so instead of trying to write it all down in one big story, I'm going to write it down in sections as the incidences occurred. Thanks for your time.