`jacyerickson` [Thread]

I have two. One about myself and one about my mother.

The one about myself isn't that bad, but a bit unnerving. When I was a
kid maybe about 12 I had gotten in a fight with my parents. I asked if I
could take a walk to blow off steam. We live in a pretty safe
neighbourhood and it was still light out so my parents said ok. I
decided to do a loop around my neighbourhood and come back home. I got
to the top of the hill right before my street so all I'd have to do was
come to the bottom of the hill, turn a corner, pass a couple houses and
I'd be home. As I was walking down the hill I was looking down, not
aware of my surroundings. Suddenly I got a weird feeling urging me to
look up. At the bottom of the hill was a man walking up it. Not all that
unusual I live in a suburban area and was walking past a bunch of
houses. It was a nice evening for a walk so I kept going. He looked
normal enough, but as we got closer to each other I kept getting a
creepy feeling so I decided to cross the street. Better safe than sorry
right? So I cross the street and continue walking down the hill towards
home this time near an elementary school that was closed for the day.
After a moment I decide to glance across the street to make sure the guy
had passed. To my surprise the guy was this time walking *down* the hill
parallel to me across the street. So I pick up my pace and walk faster.
After another moment I glance in his direction again and he is walking
faster too, keeping pace with me. This time I run as fast as my legs can
go to my house without looking back. I made it safely home without
incident. A couple days later a few little girls tell my mom (who works
at the elementary school I was walking past at the time.) that a creepy
man of the same description was bothering them outside the school.
Security got the guy to leave and we never saw or heard from him again.
I'm much more careful when walking alone now.

The other happened to my mom when she was a kid. She grew up in the
Midwest in the middle of nowhere. Acres and acres of farmland with no
close neighbors. Her friends decided to sleep the night in a trailer
they had on the property having a little slumber party. There were maybe
4 or 5 little girls sleeping in this trailer. As they were getting ready
for bed the door handle to the trailer starts to jiggle and jiggle. My
mom was convinced her brother was playing a prank on her. He liked to
sneak in her room at night and hide under the bed to scare her when she
got in it all the time so this would be something he would do. She
started yelling at him to stop and that she was going to tell mom in the
morning. It kept jiggling and then they heard a scratching scraping
noise. They were getting freaked out a bit but my mom was still thinking
(hoping really) it was her brother. He's the type of persistent pranker
that would continue to scare her for hours if he didn't get bored so she
really thought it was him. The scraping continued and my mom just kept
yelling at her "brother." This continued all night. When the sun came up
in the morning it stopped and they heard footsteps running away. They
waited another 30 minutes or so before braving to go outside. The lock
on the door handle was almost scraped through. If the sun had come up a
little later it would have been broken into. The girls ran into the
house and my mom tells her mom what her "stupid brother" did and how big
of trouble he should be in. My grandma then explained to my mom that her
brother was sleeping at his friends house last night and hadn't gotten
home yet..........

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