Compilation Of Horror Stories

50: There's Something Terrorizing My Family

There's Something Terrorizing My Family

So about two weeks ago, my younger sister started hearing voices. I've always believed in the supernatural and paranormal, so naturally it came up in conversation this past Wednesday. It was her, myself, and a friend of hers on my family's back porch, telling each other scary stories that have happened to us.

She told us about this voice she keeps hearing. It's deep and masculine and it calls to her at night in her room, telling her to come outside. She says the voice does not yell, but it is loud enough to hear clearly from outside in the middle of our yard. Our property is about 1,200 square feet and our house is a single story. Our driveway is short and made of gravel, and extends all the way into our backyard, ending at the foot of our back deck's steps.

Anyway, Thursday night after we all got home from our daily activities, I thought I saw something moving in the small patch of trees in our backyard. Now, my Dad doesn't live at home, and my Mother had just left to go tanning. I was the only adult home to supervise my two sisters and their friend. So when I saw the movement I went in my sister's room and told them to stay in the house until I came back inside. Being teenagers they of course ignored me and went straight on my back deck.

They all went inside after I didn't find anything back there, but just as they got in the house, something threw me through the air a good five feet. I'm 5"10 and 180 lbs, so to be thrown through air is not something I've experienced as an adult. Well, I, of course, lost my mind and ran into the house, losing a shoe in the process. About ten minutes went by and I realized I would need my shoe for work the next day. I leashed my 102 pound pit bull and went to retrieve my shoe. I'm not afraid to admit I was terrified of going back out there alone.

When I reached the back deck however, my pittie refused to follow me into the backyard any further. He sat and held his leash in his mouth, which he does when he wants us to know he'll stay without being told. His ears were back, and although he wouldn't come with me, his eyes followed me the whole time. He knew we were both in danger. I grabbed my shoe, told him to come as I sprinted back into the house, and he beat me to the front door.

I got back inside and my sister's friend told me she saw me get thrown. She said she ran to get my sisters when it happened, but only my sister who hears the voice believed me. I asked her to look at my back as I thought I'd cut it in the fall, and she screamed and ran off. I immediately went to the bathroom to look and I had four very long scratch marks running down the length of my back.

At this point three of us are freaking out and we all need a smoke break, so we go out to the front porch. My youngest sister (the non-believer) goes in the house to get her lighter, and two seconds later is back out the door yelling that there was something looking into our back window.

Our front door leads into a small hallway and directly across the full length of the house is an unobscured view of said window, which slides open and has no blinds or curtains. The only problem is that in order for her to see the head and shoulders of someone or something looking into that window, they would have to be over 7 feet tall. Now we're all freaking out and we decide to stick together, since it only seems to appear to one person at a time.

We stayed on the front porch and eventually I say, "So we're just gonna sit out here with this thing all night?" Immediately after I say this, we hear immensely heavy footsteps running towards the front yard from the side of our house with the driveway extension. We all haul ass in the house because gravel was flying and we saw literally nothing but could hear it running straight for us.

Later, my mother got home and blessed the area I was attacked at with sage and she also blessed my sister's physical body and spirit in accordance with her Native heritage. I am scared out of my mind, because even though this thing doesn't appear to be able to get in the house ( most likely due to the blessing my mother did after things started moving on their own) it CAN get us outside. I do not own a car, so I have to walk home from work late at night, which means this thing has plenty of time to attack me again. Same situation with my sister. If anyone has any experience in this area please help us.

- twin_fish93

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