The Scream on the Radio: An Event That Haunted Me for Life

It started with the screen from a radio outside and a bandoned asylum. But that night didn't end when they drove away. For years, something unseen followed her through homes and generations. My name is Edwin, and here is Wendy's true scary story. I would say my first experience with a paranormal really started in high school. I grew up in a really small town in central Illinois. They have this. Very famous I guess for the area abandoned in saying asylum, and people know in that area and know that it's a haunted place. That's kind of the place to go if you want to see something kind of creepy and haunted. So one night, my friend and I driving around trying to decide what we wanted to do, and we decided, let's go check it out. We've never done it. We were driving up, got close to the building and it looked exactly like what you would expect in a haunted abandoned hospital to look like, run down, barely any windows. I had a pencing all around it, and it just definitely looked scary. So my friend had turned his radio. Completely off in his car and he had said out loud, wow, that is so creepy. The second that he said that, my friend's radio clicked back on full blast. He said, you're a woman screaming through the window. Also, at the exact same time, I got this intense cramping in my foot. I truly felt like my foot was breaking. I pulled my shoe off, looked down at my foot, and my toes and foot were completely twisted as far as they would go. It was like the worst muscle cramp you could ever get. I started screaming because it hurt so bad. I literally thought my bones in my foot were just going to break. My friend gets freaked out, honestly, so he hits the gas. We speed off off the property. As soon as. We are off that property, my foot literally snaps back in place, feels perfectly fine, and his radio you can actually hear it click off. That's silence from that woman screaming and honestly me screaming. It was deadening. We were so scared after that never went back. We didn't even tell anybody about that experience because we thought people were going to think we're kind of making. It up because it was so intense. But it was definitely something that I realized, like this is real, this paranormal thing, It is definitely real. This the same asylum was so popular at that time that actually the show The ghost Hunters, they were actually exploring that asylum and they were talking about things that had happened there. And when that show was airing, my friend actually texted me and he's like, I will never. Forget that day. So that was definitely my first experience with paranormal I didn't really have any other experiences for probably like the next six years. I ended up moving to West Virginia to go to graduate school, and that is where I actually met my boyfriend who is now my husband. I was unaware that when we were first in our relationship that his family had been really haunted by a lot of experiences throughout his entire life. Every August, his entire extended family would get together at this campsite with cabins and tents and you know, lodge on the site. The first year I was going, I was meeting his extended family. I was very nervous. I didn't want to make a bad impression or anything. So that very first night, I was in the campgrounds bathroom just freshure my teeth. There was a mirror over the sink, but I wasn't looking at it, kind. Of had my head down. I felt something on the back of my shoulder give me a shove so hard that I fell kind of into the sink. I'm thinking it's my boyfriend. Complaining around, so I said, hey, knock it off, and turned around. He's no one there, nothing there. There was no sound of footsteps of somebody running away, so I just kind of was like. I was a little weird. I left the bathroom. I found my boyfriend up in the cabin kitchen, which was quite a distance, so I knew there's no way he got from the bathroom all the way to the kitchen without me seeing or hearing him. I told him what happened, and he assured me I was not in there. I did not do that. Later that evening, were walking back to our tent to go to sleep. I just happened to look up at. The campground, the main building, and they had some rocking chairs on their front porch, and. I saw a woman sitting there. Didn't really think anything of it. I happened to lance away for a second and look back, and that lady was not there. It was like she had vanished out of thin air. I still kind of think to this day that maybe it was extended family member that had passed away and came back to visit every August. After a while, my boyfriend and I, he started telling me some of the fancy experience growing up, and then we really started to get into ghost haunting shows. That was kind of our thing. Like every weekend night, we'd love to watch all the ghost shows. One night we decided, let's go do an overnight tour at the trans Alleghany Uniticsylum. It is a really famous haunted place in West Virginia. If you ever look at pictures of it, it definitely is overwhelming. It's a very large a scene asylum that you know it's not being run anymore. During the night, we were allowed to roam the areas of the hospital and it was complete darkness. The first place that we found ourselves was in this kitchen area. In the middle of the kitchen was just a chair. So my husband, my boyfriend at the time, sat down in the chair. I sat on his lap and he had his arm around me. We're just sitting there in the darkness, just trying to see if we hear anything, see anything. I suddenly just out of the blue, felt really, really sick. I thought I was going to throw up. I said, I got to get out of here. I think I'm going to be sick. I got up, walked out of the. Kitchen, and immediately I felt fine. As soon as I walked out of that kitchen. My boyfriend at the time comes out and he says, I don't want to scare you. But when we were in there, and he said, I had my arm around you, I felt like something was pulling my sleeve up my arm. He said, it felt like somebody was grabbing his sleeve and pulling it up. You know, I didn't feel that at the time, but there was definitely something in that kitchen I could tell. So about a year or so after that, the Ghost Hunters again they were exploring this trans Alleghany lunatic asylum. On the show. They had actually said in the kitchen is a spirit named Jack, and he likes to play pranks on people. This spirit also is not very fond of women, so a lot of times when women are in the kitchen, they feel very sick. So when we had seen that, like I hadn't told the tour guides, we hadn't told anybody, and I was absolutely floored because I was like, that was exactly you know, he's pulling a prank. They're going to sleep up and definitely made me feel sick in that kitchen. After we had gone to trans Alleghany, I began to experience a lot more weird things that I really. Could not explain. I waitress pretty late into the night, and so I would go to my boyfriend's house, which was pretty close to the restaurant, so that I could sleep. One morning, I was laying in bed. My boyfriend had told me goodbye, he was leaping for work. I heard the door close, I heard his car drive off. I'm laying there. I had my eyes closed, but I'm still awake, and I can feel like somebody sat down on the bed, and I felt like somebody. Was sitting there just staring at me. My heart starts racing, but I didn't want to open my eyes. I was terrified of what I would see. After a while, I felt the bed fries, like somebody had gotten up and walked away. I opened my eyes. There was nobody in his apartment. I grabbed my stuff and I left and I never stayed in that apartment. Again unless my boyfriend was there. The following year, my boyfriend had gotten a job in Virginia. I stayed in West Virginia, still had one more year school to finish. I had rented a two story townhouse with a classmate for that year. One night, I'm laying in bed watching TV. Over my TV, I had a canvas that had. A bunch of pictures taped to it. Out of nowhere, this canvast literally flies off the wall across the room and crashes to the other side. Of the floor. I remember just laying there staring at it. Like what just happened. It did not fall off the wall. It traveled at least three feet over the TV and. Across the wall. I never hung that picture up. I just kept it on the floor and left it there. A few weeks after the incident with the picture, I'm in my room again. I'm studying and I hear this loud bang, bang, bang. It is right outside my door. I fling the door open, not sure what is happening. Outside my door is a short hallway that ends in my roommate's door. In between there, we have a three door closet where we kept air mattresses, pillows, extra blanket sheets. All three of those doors were wide open, and everything that is in that closet is thrown out onto the other side of the hallway. It literally looked like somebody had gone in there and just tossed them all out. But it was also a very sudden thing. My roommate was not home at the time, so I know she hadn't done it, just kind of put everything back in the closet, put it back. Later that night, my roommate is back. We're standing in the kitchen. I'm telling her all about it. Directly in our ear, both of our ears at the exact same time, we heard this really low growl, sounded like a really vicious dog. We didn't have any pets in the house. My roommate refuses to believe any of that stuff. She said, no, I think it was the neighbor's dog. I'm like, the neighbor has a chihuahua. This was directly in our ear. After that, my roommate never was there. She went home basically every weekend. She was terrified, which is understandable. One weekend, this is probably a couple months later, my mom, my cousins, my aunt all were coming to visit and they were going to actually stay in that townhouse for the weekend. Looking back again, I probably should have mentioned that maybe this would not be the best time for them to come visit, but you know, I wanted to see my family spend a whole weekend with them. One night, we're going to sleep. My mom is sleeping in my room, My aunt, my cousins are all on the bottom floor in the main living area. I suddenly get startled away by something. I look up and my mom is mumbling. She's making these weird sounds. It almost sounded like she was speaking a different language. She starts geting louder, and I can tell in the dark that she's standing up and she's kind of wobbling around. So I get up flip the light on. When I looked at her face, it did not look like her. There was something off. She's speaking this weird language, she's kind of moving funny, doubling around. My first thought is maybe she's having a stroke. I run downstairs, grab my aunt, tell her something's wrong with my mom. Will you run upstairs? And as soon as my aunt. Walks in the room, my mom just kind of stopped. She sits down and she's looking at us, and she's just kind of this face of confusion, like what is happening. She's saying that she had a bad cramp in her leg and her foot. She wasn't feeling really good in her foot. And she was like, something happened. We just I go to brush it off. We ended up going back to sleep that night. Years later, my mom and I had talked about this, and she said that she had felt like somebody had jumped inside of her body. Whoever, whatever it was, they had left once I got my aunt. I don't know what it was, but it was definitely probably the scariest moment of my life. And actually my mom and I were talking about this just the other day, almost fifteen years ago, and she still to this day says something jumped me that day. She had said, I don't know if I believe in that, but she knows that something happened that day, and I think maybe it's just more of a fear of believing in it. The following year, I finished classes, I moved to Virginia to be with my boyfriend. I started my residency year. So we ended up getting married and we lived in a really small apartment for a short while and his family had this lake house they weren't using, so we moved into this lakehouse to save some money and just to keep an eye on this lakehouse. This house was actually situated on Civil War battlefields. Probably should have known that with my history and with my boyfriend at the time his haunted history, that it probably was not going to be a peaceful house. But hey, we're saving a lot of money. The first night before we had anything moved in for sleeping on sleeping bags in the living room. I don't typically. Have nightmares, but that night is probably the most vivid nightmare of my life. I still can see it if like it happen. Yes, in this nightmare, I'm actually laying in the exact same place on the floor. My boyfriend is laying right next to me. I kind of sit up and I look down this hallway. At the end of this hallway is this creature. It's crouched, but it's a really dark figure. It's got this kind of reddish purple eyes, and it had. A lot of lakes. It almost looked like a giant spider. All of a sudden, in this nightmare, it starts charging towards me with this enormous banging sound. Every time one of its legs touched the wall. I immediately jeweled awake and looked down the hallway. Obviously nothing's there, but it was kind of one of those feelings where I felt like maybe it wasn't really sleep but it was because it was so vivid. Never really felt fully comfortable after that. I would say probably every day, several times a week, my husband and I we would hear footsteps coming up the stairs from the basement. My mother in law would come, she would hear it every day. We had a porch that wrapped around the front of the house. You would see shadow figures kind of walking back and forth on that. Porch all the time. Definitely, there was a lot of activity going on in that house until one evening my husband and I we were watching TV. And we hear this really loud. It was super loud. Now we're not far at this time from. A Marine Corps base, but it was very different than drills. It sounded like a cannon shot off directly in our front yard. We both run outside. Our neighbors are also outside. They had said that they had also heard a really loud sound. They said it was so loud that they had pictures on the walls that were rattling. We never did figure out what the sound was. I assume maybe again, just some residual sounds from a Civil War battle. One evening a couple of weeks later, my husband had taken our dog out late at night. He's walking around the side of the house with a dog, waiting for him to do his thing. On the side of the house, on the second floor to our master bedroom was a signing class door with a small side deck. They had the. Curtains drawn, everything was covered up, and my husband here is a really clear pack on the glass door. He looks up, thinking I'm trying to get his attention for something, doesn't see anything, so he just kind of brushes it off, walking the dog around, and again he hears a tap, tap tap. He quickly looks back up at the window and he sees a hand move back from the curtain and you can see the curtain moving, so he thinks I'm pulling a frank on him. He comes in and he looks at me and he's like, that's real funny. I was on the other side of the house watching TV. I assured him I never did that. Tapping still to this day, he talks about how he saw that hand and the Kurtas were moving. He knows what he saw, but it doesn't quite make sense. Over one Christmas, we had gone to my husband's family's house. This is a house that has quite a. Long haunting history. They had a lot of really strange things happen. It could probably be its own episode. But we're in the kitchen and I hear the front door open, closed, and I hear my sister in law's laugh. My sister in law has a very distinct laugh. It is a very loud, joyful laugh. You can hear it easily. So I hear her laugh, and I have been my mother in law standing there and I said, oh, she's home, she's back. And my father in law looks at me and she goes, I was just on the phone with her, She's about twenty minutes away. She's not here. And I'm like, the door open, I heard her laugh, I go out there, she's nowhere. She truly was. Twenty minutes away. When I had said that to my mother in law, she kind of laughed and said, oh, that's a mimic. So we have a mimic here, And a lot of times they mimic her voice multiple times. They've heard my sister in law's voice calling them from the other side of the house. So that was a first time I experienced that. This is twenty sixteen. My husband and I we have a son who saved enough money to. Buy our house. We were able to get away from that haunted lake house. So having our child and our own place really changed my outlook on the weird things happening. I was kind of tired of accepting all this stuff happening. I had a small baby I needed to make sure was safe. I joined a church, got into Bible study groups, prayed multiple times. We really made sure that our Christian faith was in our foreground because I was hoping that that would help spare my son for any of the paranormal activities that I was happening. One afternoon, I went to go get my son up from his nap. He's probably at this time, I want to say, maybe six months sold. We always kept his bedroom door closed because our dog would go in there and try to wake him up. I get to his door and right before I walk in, I hear a woman singing. It wasn't a creepy sing, but it kind of sounded more like a lullaby. I fling the door open, thinking somebody's in there. There's nothing there. My son is sitting. Up in his crib and he's looking in the corner of his room miling. Immediately, I thought of my grandmother. So to this day, I still think that maybe she was there to watch over my son and maybe keep a lot of things away. In that house, we never had. Any air normal things happen other than that instance. We lived there for probably about nine ten years. Didn't have a single thing happen in that house. Even though nothing happened in that house. There was still something going on around me. War is following me. I was working as an audiologist. I worked for this company and they had several building offices different locations around the DC area, and they had me work at one location kind of work and manage that place. One of the first few days where I'm there, the rest of the staff has gone. I'm packing up. I already had the lights off, about to grab my stuff and the phone at the front desk ring. These phones have a distinct ring where you can tell with a certain ring that it's somebody from another office or another room in that office that's calling. So it's one of those rings. So I put my things down, look down at the collar, idea, see which office is calling? Not another office, it's actually the lab that's in my office, which is just the room next door is calling. And I'm like, I'm the only one here. So I pick up the phone and it's just silent. There's no dead tone, there's no any sort of sound, it's just the silent. Nothing. I hang the phone up. I go into the lab of that room that was calling, and the phone was on the hook. It was perfectly fine. I just kind of brushed it off, grab my stuff and left. After that instance, I had told the staff about it, secretaries kind of joking about it, maybe kind of aching it on. And so we would get a lot of knocks, a lot of the life foot flicker in the office doors. You would hear kind of closing opening, door handles jiggling. One day, i'd actually had a patient. I put her in one of our exam rooms while I was finishing up with another patient, and I could hear her through the wall say are you trying to come in? And I didn't know what was happening. So I got up, went over there and she said, oh, I thought you were trying to come in the door was locked, and I said it wasn't locked. She said, well, the door handle was jiggling. So we never told her about it. We just brushed it off. Oh that's weird. But this was happening a lot like we were getting door handled jiggling. We were just getting weird sounds happening. A couple after noons later, I'm in the lab with our health tech. We're both sitting there. We're doing some test on hearing aids, making some adjustments. We're both looking at the door. That goes out into the hallway of the office, and clear as day, I see a man Paul blonde hair, was wearing. Jeans, white walked down the hallway towards the back of the office. We both see it at the same time. We kind of look at each other and I'm thinking, what is a patient to do one walking into the back of the office. So I get up, go back there. There's no one back there. There was never anyone back there. It was just strange how we both saw it at the same time. I would say probably several weeks after that, we're in the lab, we're working. Same thing. We both see this at the exact same time. This black, pretty dark mist comes up. Couldn't really see through it, and it looked like dark smoke, but it was very stationary and that it kind of stayed all in the same area, and it moved with purpose. So it moved to the corner, stayed there for a little bit, and then it shot down through. The wall very quickly. I'm just kind of looking at it, like my brain is not making sense of what it just saw. She freezes. I look at her. Her eyes are huge. So we both are looking at each other in shock, like we know we saw something that we cannot explain. We never really talked about it. She did say, I did you see that, like that black thing? And I said yeah, And that was kind of it. Like we didn't ever talk about it, but we all knew like stuff in that office just happened. I still hear from the staff that work there that activity happens a lot. There's cabinets opening, the doors are still kind of opening, closing, random taps, lights are flashing whenever's in there. It's still alive and well apparently, so I didn't have really any activity for probably about a year. We actually ended up moving back to West Virginia to be close to the family, and we bought a one hundred year old farmhouse. I should have thought, maybe this place is probably gonna be haunted. It's an old farmhouse. But my husband also kind of had. A career change, and he ironically is a horror author. He published his first book, working on a second. He said, one afternoon, he's writing, I'm at work, but the our kids are at school, and he hears the garage door open and lamb so loud that he's upstairs and he felt like the floor's almost shook. He thought maybe I'd come home early. It was really mad about something. He goes downstairs. I'm not there. He walks around the house, doesn't see anything where They have cameras around the house. He looks on the cameras. There's nothing. I would say probably a couple days later, I start getting like the back of my shirt is getting tugged every day. Several times. It almost felt like a child going up to me and tugging on the back of my shirt. The first few times it happened, I thought maybe it was one of our pets, one of our kids. There's nothing there. I'm kind of brushing at it. It happened so much that one day I had just had enough. That I turned around and I just yelled stop it. And for the longest time, I did not feel any more tugging. My husband and I joked that maybe I had hurt the ghost child's feelings by it because it never really happened for a long time. But actually the other day I felt a little tugged again on the back of my shirt. It doesn't really scare me, but it's definitely something strange happens. We've never looked into the history of our house. I'm kind of curious about that. If something happened, but that's kind of where we are now. We're still here. I get you a couple of tugs back and forth, but nothing like it was when it's definitely growing up, and I never felt like it was in real danger, like it never got scratches. My husband he believes in it too, but he tries to kind of like debunk something. I definitely believe in it. Thank you Wendy for sharing your experiences with us, and have you ever gone ghost hunting and experienced something tell us about it using the link in the description. Also, make sure you're following this podcast to get next week's story. This episode was edited and sound designed by Sarah Vorhez Wendel a VW Sound Additional production by me Edwin Kovarubias and the Scary FM team. Thank you very much for listening, Keep it scary everyone, See you soon.