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Late Night Visitor


By Phantom

(Special thanks to Phantom for letting us use this story.)





In the early seventies my sister and I used to spend the summer with my grandparents in Racine, Ohio. They lived in an old house that sat on a hill overlooking the Ohio river. The house was built in the late 1800's by an old river boat captain for his young bride, complete with a widowswalk on the top. The captain's barge was found pushed up into the trees along the bank one flood season and his body was never recovered. His widow lived in the house until her death in the early 1900's, having never remarried. We used to sit up and watch old horror movies until grandpa would come home from work late at night. One night my aunt Cindy was asleep in her room upstairs (she was about 16 then) when she let out a bloody scream. She came running down the stairs with a sheet wrapped around her, almost tripping a couple of times. When she was about halfway down my grandma told her to drop the sheet so she wouldn't fall and get hurt, we didn't know what was wrong with her. She flung the sheet back and for a few seconds it took the form of a man chasing her. She told us that she had been sleeping, in what used to be the old master bedrooom, and she woke up to a man standing at the foot of the bed glaring at her. She said she got the feeling that he thought she didn't belong there and she got scared and jumped out of bed and ran. My grandpa got home shortly after and when he was told about it he got his rifle (they were hillbillies) and went upstairs to look around. He didn't find anything but the sheet laying where it fell after the few seconds that it floated there. My grandparents have since passed away, but I still remeber those summers.

By Leslie E. Rose

-Phantom








Late Night Visitor by Phantom


Late Night Visitor


By Phantom

(Special thanks to Phantom for letting us use this story.)





In the early seventies my sister and I used to spend the summer with my grandparents in Racine, Ohio. They lived in an old house that sat on a hill overlooking the Ohio river. The house was built in the late 1800's by an old river boat captain for his young bride, complete with a widowswalk on the top. The captain's barge was found pushed up into the trees along the bank one flood season and his body was never recovered. His widow lived in the house until her death in the early 1900's, having never remarried. We used to sit up and watch old horror movies until grandpa would come home from work late at night. One night my aunt Cindy was asleep in her room upstairs (she was about 16 then) when she let out a bloody scream. She came running down the stairs with a sheet wrapped around her, almost tripping a couple of times. When she was about halfway down my grandma told her to drop the sheet so she wouldn't fall and get hurt, we didn't know what was wrong with her. She flung the sheet back and for a few seconds it took the form of a man chasing her. She told us that she had been sleeping, in what used to be the old master bedrooom, and she woke up to a man standing at the foot of the bed glaring at her. She said she got the feeling that he thought she didn't belong there and she got scared and jumped out of bed and ran. My grandpa got home shortly after and when he was told about it he got his rifle (they were hillbillies) and went upstairs to look around. He didn't find anything but the sheet laying where it fell after the few seconds that it floated there. My grandparents have since passed away, but I still remeber those summers.

By Leslie E. Rose

-Phantom








Late Night Visitor by Phantom


Late Night Visitor


By Phantom

(Special thanks to Phantom for letting us use this story.)





In the early seventies my sister and I used to spend the summer with my grandparents in Racine, Ohio. They lived in an old house that sat on a hill overlooking the Ohio river. The house was built in the late 1800's by an old river boat captain for his young bride, complete with a widowswalk on the top. The captain's barge was found pushed up into the trees along the bank one flood season and his body was never recovered. His widow lived in the house until her death in the early 1900's, having never remarried. We used to sit up and watch old horror movies until grandpa would come home from work late at night. One night my aunt Cindy was asleep in her room upstairs (she was about 16 then) when she let out a bloody scream. She came running down the stairs with a sheet wrapped around her, almost tripping a couple of times. When she was about halfway down my grandma told her to drop the sheet so she wouldn't fall and get hurt, we didn't know what was wrong with her. She flung the sheet back and for a few seconds it took the form of a man chasing her. She told us that she had been sleeping, in what used to be the old master bedrooom, and she woke up to a man standing at the foot of the bed glaring at her. She said she got the feeling that he thought she didn't belong there and she got scared and jumped out of bed and ran. My grandpa got home shortly after and when he was told about it he got his rifle (they were hillbillies) and went upstairs to look around. He didn't find anything but the sheet laying where it fell after the few seconds that it floated there. My grandparents have since passed away, but I still remeber those summers.

By Leslie E. Rose

-Phantom










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