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What was that?
By Richard Region Arrington
Thursday, August 20, 2009

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Some odd things started to occur shortly after we moved into the house, my father began to get locked into the hen house and we would hear him yelling for help.



The year was 1970; I was a happy seven years old. My father purchased a forty acre farm near Greenville Tennessee. My father worked for the railroad at the time but we also raised chickens and pigs. We had a big red barn on the property that overlooked a dirt race track. My sister and I would climb to the top of the barn loft and watch the races over the tree line. This was a great deal of fun and we would sometimes invite our friends. Some odd things started to occur shortly after we moved into the house, my father began to get locked into the hen house and we would hear him yelling for help. We would go to let him out and we would find the double door hen house locked from both the end side and out side. The first section of the hen house was for feed storage, so it was not possible for someone to lock it from the end side and then exit the house. My father would be found locked into the second section. One night my older brother got up to get a drink of water; it was three in the morning. He was coming back from the kitchen, when he saw someone sitting on the sofa. My brother walked toward the stranger to get a closer look in the dark, the man stood up. My brother stopped in fear and observed the man walk backwards into the wall, he disappeared. My brother screamed and ran to his room, we found my brother under his bed the next morning crying in fear. A few weeks after this occurred, we began to see a man with a white dog standing near the edge of our driveway. My father went out the first three times that the man appeared but only found that this man was gone. My grandmother came for a weekend visit and saw this same man and his dog, he walk into the barn. My father went to check the barn but the man was not there. My father and mother was sitting in the living room one night and the man appeared on our front lawn, we all sat and observed this man in the shadows for some time. My father picked up the phone and told my mother that he was going to call the Sheriff’s Department. As my father began to dial the phone, the man turned and walked away with the white dog following him. This nightly event did not stop, my father kept attempting to contact the Sheriff and also going out side but the man kept walking away. We were never able to find this visitor once he left. One Saturday night my sister and I climbed into the barn loft to watch the race. It was a very clear night and we sat with our arms crossed and resting on a bail of hay. I kept feeling a presence  behind me, I would turn, but nothing was there. This kept up for some time and the race was about half over, we were having a great deal of fun watching the excitement across the tree line. Once again I felt that presence  behind me, and once again I turned not expecting not to see anything. This time was different; I could also see a shadow out of the corner of my eyes. I turned to come face to face with man from the lawn; he was standing behind my sister and me. I jumped up without saying a word and began to run toward the ladder leading out of the loft. I fell and hit on my back at the bottom of the barn floor. My sister climbed down the ladder to check on me and ask why I ran. I was out of breath and pointing toward the barn loft but managed to say “There is a man up there; my sister never saw the man in the loft. This was enough for my parents, we moved a short time later. We were never able to figure out who this man was or why we kept seeing him. I am not saying it was a ghost nor am I saying it was a trespasser; I will leave this up to you. What was that?




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Reviewed by Richard Arrington 8/26/2009
Joyce, I am just happy it is about 44 miles from here and I have not seen it in 38 years.-LOL
Reviewed by JMS Bell 8/26/2009

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