My husband and I lived on Fort Benning from September 1999 until September 2002. During that time period there I had several strange experiences in both of the houses we lived in, and most of the time I was the one at home since we had 2 small children. We moved across post to a 1 level home in the Custer Terrace neighborhood in October of 2000. Our new house was on Arrowhead Road, we really loved living there. Not long after we moved in I began to notice a few strange happenings here and there like things getting misplaced.
My son had a toy airplane that took batteries and it came on by itself so I chalked it up to something going wrong with the batteries, the TV turned off on it's own a couple of times, and one day the clothes-dryer door popped open on it's own. These didn't really scare me they were just kind of annoying. When I would tell my husband about it he always tried to rationalize what I had experienced. Finally I just started to keep things to myself. I wondered if anything would happen where he would be left scratching his head trying to figure out why it had happened. Well, one morning in early May of 2002 my husband was home to experience an incident with me. I
Remember I was trying to go back to sleep when I heard our front screen door creak open and then the front door opened. I rolled over expecting to see my husband coming in from p.t., and instead he was lying in the bed next to me. I had forgotten he had the day off, so he wouldn't have to go to p.t. That morning. He was wide eyed laying there stiff as board, and all he could do was whisper "what's happening"? I said "I told you strange things happen in the house". Then we both heard the door close, the chain latch, and then the footsteps started down the hall. Combat boots on real hardwood floors make a very distinct heavy sound. The footsteps came all the way down the hall and stopped at our bedroom door, and that was it. We didn't hear anything else. We both lay there for a good 15 minutes or so before he got up to go take a look around the house just to make sure someone hadn't gotten it. He never found anything!
I don't think I've ever seen him as scared as he was that morning. He doesn't even like to talk about it to this day. It made a believer out of him, and he no longer doubts anything out of the ordinary that happens.