FEATURED TALES 8
The
Haunted Trailer
(NOTE: While at first, this
may appear to be a haunting 'by the numbers', leaving you a bit skeptical,
just keep reading... the higher the number, the greater the heebees...)
In 1983,
my mom moved into an old trailer, in the woods
outside of a small town called Grand Ronde in
Oregon. To sum it up, here is a list of occurrences
that happened to around 10 people in and around the
land of the trailer in the woods:
1.
I felt three fingers touch me on my back, a year
later my brother felt a whole hand touch his back both
happened in the back bedroom, in the exact same spot
in broad daylight both times.
2.
My ex-boyfriend was listening to music late at
night, when he said the covers were ripped off of
him. He was very frightened.
3.
Many people who stayed in the house, were awoken at
exactly 3:15 am and either felt a presence, or had
just had a horrible nightmare.
4.
My husband and I seen a whirring, black evil mist
swirling around in the living room. It was like a mass
of negative energy.
5.
On the night the local sheriff came to tell my
mother that my brother had died in Washington State,
we pulled in the driveway and before we got out of our
truck, someone knocked on it three times. The trailer
was in the woods, and we knew there was no one around,
as we had just pulled up (the trailer sat on top of a
hill).
6.
The scariest moment I experienced was when my friend
and I (we were around 16 at the time) were just
hanging out and it was around 11 pm, and we heard this
strange, loud, evil breathing coming closer and
closer. We couldn't tell where it was coming from and
soon it was if the entire trailer was breathing itself
and it was as if the walls were themselves, taking
deep, evil gasps of air. The voice was raspy and very
very terrifying. My friend and I flew out of the
house, and drove down to her parents’ house for the
night. Not many people believed us, until around 7-8
years later, my other brother heard the exact same
type of breathing. He is a very good hunter, and has a
keen sense of hearing. He could not pinpoint the
direction of the breathing, and said too, that it was
if the whole trailer was breathing. He said it
eventually went away. He said it was quite terrifying.
I was just glad that finally someone else heard it
too.
7.
One night my husband and I were sleeping in the back
of our pickup, under a canopy, and we heard & felt
what seemed like a large bird land on the top of the
truck and walk around with its talons clicking on
the metal roof of the canopy. We never heard any wings
flapping before it landed. We jumped out and there was
nothing there and we didn't hear it fly away either.
8.
One afternoon, my mom was alone at the trailer when
she heard something strange outside. She opened the
trailer door and sitting right next to her car was a
giant bird. She said it was huge, around 4 ft tall and
it was staring at her. She threw some rocks and
potatoes at it, and even though she hit it a few
times, it did not flinch. It finally flew down the
path exactly of her driveway and down the
road. She could hear its giant wings flapping as it
flew away.
9.
One sunny afternoon, my 2-year-old son and I were
going to go to the store, when we found both of our
kitten’s dead. One was drowned in a pool of rainwater
that had collected in a giant garbage pail, and the
other apparently drowned too, but was on the ground
next to the garbage pail. We hadn't heard any meows,
or splashing water, and the pail is right outside the
door. It was broad daylight, and the kittens were just
fine not long before they died. What's weird too, is
that the kitten we gave to the neighbor, from the same
litter of kittens, also died mysteriously in their
yard one day. They just found it dead with no marks on
it.
10.
One night my husband, myself, my mom and my
9-year-old son (at the time) were going to the store.
When we got into the car, we noticed a small, red beam
of light shining on the ground near the forest floor
directly in front of us, in the dark. We all got out
and looked at it, but it made no sound, nor did it
move. It was around 2 ft. off the ground and was a
small, single red beam of light, which did not appear
to be a reflection, nor could we pinpoint where it was
coming from. We all watched it for a few minutes, and
when we got back from the store, it was gone.
11. On
Halloween night in 1992 it was a dark, very rainy,
very windy night and my brother was alone at the
trailer. He was awoken to the sound of my recently
deceased brother's radio going on full blast in the
middle of the night. He got up and turned it off, but
was creeped out by it, and couldn't sleep after that.
12. My
mom couldn't sleep with her light off in her
bedroom, because when she did, something would come
and sit on her chest and try choking her sometimes.
She would have dreams that she was wrestling with
something and that they would fall on the floor, and
she would wake up in her bed ok. If she left the light
on, nothing bad would happen. She also would feel the
presence of someone or something standing in her
doorway when the light was off.
13.
One night, my husband and I were sitting on the
tailgate of our pickup talking, when we heard someone
talking at the end of the driveway, at the bottom of
the hill. The person sounded like he or she was alone,
and was saying incantations or chanting rhythmically.
We went in the house.
14.
One day, my brother was sleeping in my mom's room
while she was at work because that was the only bed in
the house and he has just flown in from New Mexico for
a visit. While he was sleeping, he heard someone walk
down the hall right past the bedroom. (There's no door
to the room) it woke him up and when he woke up, he
could still hear the tail end of the footsteps
reaching the end of the hall. There was no one there,
and my Mom was at work and did not return at all until
later that evening, so it wasn't her or anyone else.
15.
There was a metal shed that stood next to the
trailer. It was built in 1983. One day we noticed that
it was bent badly from the inside out. We don’t know
what could have bent it, and pushed it with such force
from the inside. The entire side of it was crushed and
mangled. A few years after we moved out, I went by and
made fun of the ghosts “not getting” us, about ½ mile
later, my car’s alternator went out. A year after
that, in a totally different car, me being the genius
that I am, went driving by the old property and once
again ridiculed at how we got away, and once again, ½
mile down the road, my alternator went out again. All
this really happened, and is totally true. There are
many witnesses to the strange occurrences that went on
there on that lonely country road called Ash Avenue in
the Rock Creek Hideout, in Grand Ronde, Oregon.
This
trailer is now gone, but there is another
house there now, and the people there own large
pigs. (Appropriate for that land) It was a very
terrifying experience living there and I am anxious
to talk to the latest inhabitants on that land. We
lived there for 14 years.
-Karen A.