It was a boring day like any other, and i had the week off. I should note that im a 22 year old man living on my own with a lizard and a dog. But i have my friends. One whom i met in elementary which loved Pokemon like me, and he had the same birthday as me. Elijah was his name. I sure do miss him. The second was Logan. I met him later on in Highshcool. But anyway, it was going to be a boring week so i had the thought of going camping in an unfamiliar location with nothing but stuff to lasts us a week. Yes, a week out in an unfamiliar location with nothing but trees. My hand reaches for my phone, and opens our group chat to call. I wait there a few seconds in silents with the ringer of the phone. Logans the first to pick up. “Hello?”
“Hey whats up! Wanna go camping?” I say. I think i rushed the conversation because he didn’t reapond for a few seconds.
“Sure!” He forcibly said. I then hear a pop in my ear. Its a notification telling me someone has joined the call. Seconds later i hear Elijahs voice. “Why hello my friends ” He says stupidly. I’ll save you some details of our conversation and fasts forward to us getting in the car.
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This was…fairly recent, and honestly I’m still shaken up. Let me give you some background.
I’m a 16 year old who never fits in and my parents think I’m insane. The house this encounter took place in is in Ohio, where I was born and raised. The people who live there are my relatives, and they aren’t exactly….normal people. We all have those oddballs in our families, right? Well, this goes way beyond ‘odd’. The man, whom we will henceforth call ‘Jack’, would flirt with my mother when she was young, and even does the same to me. So, fairly creepy. His wife, whom we will call ‘Jane’, is a former alcoholic. She herself is fairly normal, aside from the occasional tendency to act….extremely akward at almost every family outing. She respects privacy, unlike Jack. Jack is the kind of person to talk your ear off every chance he gets, and will even talk to complete strangers for as long as possible. Maybe he’s just lonely, but it can get pretty creepy. They’ve been married for many years, and have always had a strange connection to the house in which they live. The house itself is right on the edge of a forest, with Broken and rusty playground equipment out back. It’s on the top of s steep hill, and is extremely old, though I don’t know the exact age of the home.
What I’m about to tell you will seem fake. It will seem made up, and it will seem outlandish. But it happened. I had a witness to it happening and I’m sure he may still have the recordings. I never want to go back to that house, becuase of what I saw, heard, and experienced. Whatever is in that house…. Whatever is out in those woods……it’s not human. Maybe it used to be, but it’s not now. Not anymore.
My name is Sydney, and this is the story of the most terrifying night of my life.
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