I never even imagined as a 12 year old boy that this home and living here would bring me so much fun and also learning ,not only good learning but understanding why my life was steeped in the paranormal. Things that most never experience . WAS I CRAZY OR EVIL OR DECEIVED ? Experiences before the age of 12 haunted me and scared me to the point I was afraid of dark and being by myself . I didn’t understand why God made me this way. And for what purpose ! But this cabin in the mountains with my grandmother started the journey to light and understanding, but the road i walked was definitely not a easy walk but filled with frightening experiences that I had to walk by myself . No one believed me and laughed and mocked me and called me crazy when i did say something .

I HAD TO GET RID OF MY BEING SCARED !

I was 12 years old and I hadn’t started staying with my grandmother at this time yet. I was so scared of facing the dark that I was embarrassed to let my friends know. Country boys don’t get afraid! But I held a secret that they didn’t know . Imagine looking up in your bedroom and there stands your uncle who just passed away almost two days ago that lived in Laurel Maryland. Standing and staring at you and I knew it was no imagination. Needless to say all these things I see and experienced made me this way. So here i am now 12 and i went to my dad and asked my dad if I could hike miles away deep into the Mack’s mountains and stay the night by myself in the trails home that was empty for many years and was one of the haunted houses ( supposedly around ). You know how the talk goes that gets more intense as each person tells the tales!. I wasn’t the typical young boy and dad knew this and to my surprise he let me. So one day git my 12 guage shotgun and shells and a back pack and started the long walk deep into the mountain, traveling Julia Simpkins road then the gravel Cole mountain rd up the mountain and cutting off onto a ridge and up through the woods and way back to a clearing of grown up fields and the home itself. I had shot a rabbit to eat. I found the house had vines and covered in poison oak and bushes around it. it looked so spooky, I went inside and into the living area and looked at the fire place and noticed it still drew air. I cleaned the rabbit and got a fire going and cooked the rabbit. My heart was racing all the time and formed a lump in my throat but I wasn’t going to run this time. No I was going to face my fears one way or another whether something got me or not.

Darkness creeped in and I started getting real nervous and knew when the light was gone then I couldn’t see what was happening. One may think I’m stupid but I opted not to bring a light. If i was to face the demons then i will face the demons, I sat down beside the wall with my back to the wall and git my shogun ready ,just in case. I knew that that shotgun would do little good if any if I seen anything except animals or snakes. I sat and the darkness zoomed in Like a predator closing in on his prey, stillness and quiet engulfed the inside and my mind started wondering . I spoke up and said ( here i am ! Come and get me ! ) silence flooded the house even more , a occasional creaking of the old tin roof and the settling of boards that were loose engrossed my every thought. I had my shotgun on fire. I sat and waited. I looked all around. I could see enough but not real clear. The old steps leafing to the second floor creaked like someone stepping on them but didn’t see anything. I sat and sat . WOULD I MAKE IT THROUGH? WOULD I SURVIVE THE NIGHT ? WOULD I SEE ANYTHING ?

I am here now telling my life’s story aren’t I? I seen nothing . BUT I wasn’t scared no more of nothing. Dad came up the next day to check on me. And this where it all began for me .