Two True Hauntings: The Old Farmhouse & Get Out Now

Today's episode of True Scary Story includes two features, one story right after the other. It almost looked like a white orb. It looked like it was the size of a human. In nineteen ninety, a family bought an old farmhouse in rural America, hoping to restore it to make it their home. What they didn't expect was the chilling presence of something that had been there long before then. My name is Edwin and he and Miss Paul True Scary Story. The story takes place in Spartanburg, South Carolina, nineteen eighty nine through nineteen ninety one. My parents were in the process. They wanted to buy a home that had more property, so. They were looking and they found this old fall the farm. It was a it was an older home. It was probably built around nineteen twenty seven. There was a sears and robot kit that this family put on. I think it was over one hundred acres that they had for the farm by the time my parents bought it in you know, nineteen eighty nine nineteen ninety It needed some renovations. You know, there are a lot of things that they added. Like running the water and things like that that you know, homes back then didn't happen specifically. My mom and dad started the renovations on it, and my dad was going over just about every day to do painting, to do minor repairs. I think he was remodeling some parts of the house, and I think this is one of his earlier trips over. It was a really hot summer day, probably added some confusion or gray aria of what what happened. But he was painting the stucco in. The main living area, just to frame everything. My dad is not he doesn't believe in this stuff. He didn't believe in ghosts, you know, a very pragmatic guy. And so as he was painting, he caught something out of the corner of his eye and he looked over to the hallway. And as he looked over to the hallway, he saw something, and he said it looked like a demon. He looked back down because he thought, Okay, maybe it's just really hot in his house, and maybe that he's playing. Tricks on me. And he looked back up and there were two there. There was a taller one and then one that was shorter, I like an adult in the child. He stared at it, at them for a few minutes and then really, okay, I'm going to probably get out of here. So he packed up his stuff and left. When he got home, we had a lake house, and so he went out to the dock, and I think my mom came home from work later that day and she could tell he was really shaken. She said, hey, what happened, and he told her the story. For whatever reason, they decided they wanted to continue to remodel this home and move into it. Fast forward, you know, they got the house remodeled. No other events happened, and they moved. Into the home. It's a really really neat farmhouse. It's got a pond on the edge of the property. It's the highest point in Spartanburg County, so it's just a really really cool home, you know, beautiful views. Well, they moved into it, and then they started having some other events happen. My dad would go to sleep, he would. Feel something sit on the bed, and then he'd wake up and there would be nothing there. And he wouldn't see an impression on the bed or anything. He just felt something sit on the bed. They would hear voices in. And out of the front room, and then there was a series of rooms upstairs that they rarely used. I think they went to three rooms that they didn't use very often, but they would hear voices there. On one event, my mother. She was putting curtains up in the front. Room and they had an old stand up piano and it started to play some notes. My mom is super religious, and so she turned around and she looked at the piano and she goes, you know, I don't know what you are, but we're going to love this house. And we're not going anywhere. It stopped and she never heard or saw anything again throughout the time they lived there. The conversations with her was kind of like. She felt like it was someone that was trying to protect the house, somebody that didn't want someone living in the home that maybe wouldn't love the home like they did. You know, this went on for a few years and my dad still heard voices or he would feel something to sit on the bed and he'd wake up there be nothing there. And they found out from the previous owners, the people that built the home, that a few people would done in the home. There was also kind of an interesting dynamic. There was a pole barn behind the house and there was an uncle that lived there that was I guess had mental issues, and they would lock him in that. Room and they locked him in the room. They would let you know, they would feed him and obviously, but that was basically his asylum. You know, probably pretty. Normal for the time, but you know, wouldn't be acceptable in current, you know, modern time. The big issue that happened was one day my dad got home from work. He walked into the house and he went into the bathroom off the master bedroom, and he heard. People talking outside of the house. When he came in, he realized that my brother and his friend's cars were there, and so he said, oh, they're trying to scare me. He went outside, he looked all the way around the house, didn't see anything, because he was going to go out and try to scare them, and he didn't see anything, and so he came back inside. But what he didn't realize is that my brother and his friend had gone fishing down at a pond on the property. While they were down there, they said that they were fishing it at the staw and they saw something come over a terrace row which is basically just built for farming and irrigation. They said it was it almost looked like a white orb and they said it just kind of drifted and he said, it wasn't walking, It was just kind of drifted down over the terrace rows, came out and then just went across the pond and then into the woods on the other side of the pond. They said that it was it looked like it was the size of a human. They, you know, obviously, were kind of shaken by that, and so they packed up and they laughed. When my dad had gotten back into the house, they came up and so he's like, hey, you guys are trying to scare me, and they were like, Dad, you don't understand. We were down at the pond, and they shared their story with them. You know, we were down to the pond and we saw this something came down the terrace row and then basically floated across the pond, and my dad could see visually they were pretty shaken. Then he realized, okay, they weren't even out here, and he said, well, while you were down there, I heard people talking outside of our window. But I went out there and no one was there. I thought you guys were playing a trick on me. So it was like, both these events happened at. The same time, and there was no good explanation for either one of. Them that event happened and which was completely freaked everyone out. But again, my dad, being as level as he was, they didn't move, you know, they stayed in the house. I was in the Marines at the time, and so I would come home on the weekends, and I never really had any noteworthy events happened, But then again, I was only there for the weekends. After that, I think my dad had had some minor events, but nothing else. And they eventually ended up moving, not because of the ghosts or what they've been seeing and some of the events that have happened, but they wanted to build a newer home because of the maintenance and everything of an older home was just too much. So they decided to build on that same property, but further down away from where this property was, and then they ended up selling that home. When they sold the home, the people that that bought the home never had any issues whatsoever, at least that they spoke up. And I don't know if the people that bought the house just weren't as comfortable, you. Know, because things can be misconstrued if you say I'm seeing things in my house. In retrospective to you, I think if I think about my mom and dad, I don't think they told a lot of people outside of the immediate family they were seeing anything. So I can see where also some of that can go uncommunicated. It basically started and ended with my family moving into the home, which was very odd, and then my family also knew the family that owned originally built and owned the property. There wasn't anything unusual there other than you know, there are people that passed away in the home. Around nineteen fifty five, I think a tornado took the kitchen off. No one was hurt, so nothing evil. And again, you know the events of. My mom and dad witnessed, there was nothing evil there either. It was just an entity, something was there. My dad unfortunately has passed away. But this would come up probably every every late night we were outside chit chatting, this story would come up. They would swear by it that all of this happened. And I've never seen anything, but I totally believe. I mean like that, I wasn't joking. My dad was a hardcore Southern guy. He was like, I only believe what I see, and my mom said, when I got home from work the day when he saw the two demons, she said, I've never seen he was shaking. You know again, my dad did not believe in these things, and until he moved there. In two thousand and four. She was spending the night at her sister's new home, and what begans as a rational explanation quickly on ravels into one unforgettable, unsettling truth. My name is Edwin and he is Jessica. It's true scary story. Been born and raised in southern New Mexico. Growing up, you heard all the stories of Laurona, the women in White, and there's like the Witch's Grave and all sorts of stuff like it's Hispanics tend to be a little more superstitious. It's just what you grew up with when I was younger. When I was sixteen, my sister had just divorced her husband and she was living with us again, my parents, and I'm the youngest of the family. She was working in an office and her boss was a very kind man. He knew living with your parents was an ideal. He had a house that was going to be vacant for about six months to a year because his son had inherited it from his grandfather. This man's father he had recently passed away after being sick for a really long time, and so he gave it to the son and his will. So he offered it to my sister to be a caretaker. Basically, if you will live in the house, make sure don't want squats, and keep it up for us, like you can stay there run free, which I mean to a single mom with a kiddo who's wild, that sounds amazing. My parents were not so keen on the idea because it was my sister alone with my nephew, who was like six or seven at the time. Even into my twenties, we would ask our parents for permission. Hey, I'm going here, I might not come home. Is that okay? The dell was either me or my brother would have to stay with her. I was still in high school at the time, and it wasting closer to the summer. Because I had already been to prom I was only staying on the weekends. I grew up in a household that was very attuned into horror, if that makes sense. My parents loved scary movies. I've been watching Halloween and Friday the thirteenth and all of those since a very young age, obviously covering my eyes and maybe not watching, but they've been around. My parents' first date was my dad coming to town to take my mom to see Texas chainsaw massacre and then being terrified driving home because he lived like three hours away, and so he said that whole night on his drive home, all he could hear was chainsaws, and he had a Ford Falcon and so he said he got there in two hours instead of three. Keep in minds like in the sixties where there wasn't really cops on the highways. We would always joke with my sister because we heard that the man who lived in the house was six for a long time and that he was he became bitter that he wasn't a very nice man, especially towards the end. Of course, us being annoying siblings and even my parents a little bit, were like, ma'am, that house is going to be haunted. He's going to pull your toes at night to remind you he's there because he died there. And I asked my sister recently, did he die in the house, as she said, no, that he was taken out. It was the end of his life, they took him like the hospice care. So us being our little family eunuchs, it's us five, we moved her in. It was in the newer part of our city, so it was I live in a valley, so it was getting closer and closer to the mountains. It was new, and it was clean, and it was pretty, but it was just like it wasn't impressive. It just it felt off when you walked in because like when you walked in, there was a little entryway and then directly you walk into this big, huge, square, open living room. Because no one was living there, there was very little furniture and like my sister didn't take the furniture with her when she left, so we weren't bringing much other than what their belongings were. Directly to the right when you walked in, there was a staircase that led up to a loft. It was literally just probably five feet by like ten feet, and it had a couch and a TV. But it was open, like it wasn't a room. It was literally like a balcony in the middle of this living room. It was weird, and that was the only place there was a TV in this sound across from that in the right corner was the master bedroom and then the master bathroom, and then on the left was like a little entryway and it was a hallway that had two bedrooms and a bathroom. But the weird part about this house was like, is that the kitchen was so far away. And I know that sounds weird because I consider the kitchen like the heart of a house, and you couldn't get to it. It was at the very back. You walked straight into the living room from the front door, and you walked straight back and there was like a breakfast nook informal dining area, and then there was a weirdly formal dining area that was super furnished. It didn't make sense. And then there was the kitchen. To get water at night was a task and I just did not do it, and so we trade it off. So like my parents would be like, you're gonna go stay with your sister, and I'm like, you're sixteen years old. You can't really tell your parents no whether or not you're just not about this creepy house. The first few nights, I would stay in one of the bedrooms. And this is like the early two thousands, so smartphones weren't a thing. So a text friends after nine o'clock until I could. I'd stay up as late as possible because I didn't I wanted it to be where I couldn't keep my eyes open because if something weird did happen, I didn't want to be awake for it. Like I just wanted. I wanted whatever it was to just not nothing. And like I hated the rooms were always really cold, and I always attributed it because the whole house was tile, but it was it was cold even when it was really hot, and that's not how that happens in southern New Mexico unless it's an old house. There was one night, it was probably closer to the summer, probably in May. We had just gotten a puppy and he had just been weaned off of mom. He was tiny, he was a little shitsu, and he would wail if you put him into bed without letting him fall asleep first. It was like a baby. You had to rock him to sleep, and so he would sleep on my chest. My sister and my nephew went to sleep obviously because like she, I think she might have been working. Honestly, I went upstairs because I was like, I can't stay in that room with no noise. Nope. So I had resolved to sleep in the loft on the couch because the couch was pretty comfortable and there was cable. I'm mindlessly there and like, I wasn't in the best frame of mind because at that point in time, I had just broken up with my first, like serious boyfriend, and I am a terrible with emotions sometimes, especially when I was a teenager, and it felt like a failure, and I didn't tell anybody. It had been a while and I hadn't told anyone, So I was trying to figure out how it's helped my sister so she could tell everybody for me, because she's she's way older than I am. She's eleven years older than me, and my brother is seven years older than me. I was being a teenager, mindlessly flipping through the channels and we'll have a puppy on my chest, fast asleep. I was flipping through the channels and I found a movie and it's called Hush. It's like a thriller. Basically, there's just a terrible woman who who's obsessed with her son and does really crappy things, including hiring someone to do a home invasion to convince them to move in with her on this horse ranch. And I normally wouldn't tell you about this movie, but it's like important to another part of the story. So it's finally getting late enough, and I'm finally sleepy enough that I think, like I can put the dog to bed and then I can go to sleep. And I and I have to gather the courage because walking around in this house in the dark was just and turning on a light. If you turn on light, you turned on all the lights. It had like recess lighting, so it wasn't like turning on a lamp or a fan, like it would light up the whole house. I get up and I'm like cradling him in my arms, and I'm carefully going down the stairs and he at the time, we had him sleeping in like a big like a U haul box the ones that you used to pack and had blankets and stuff inside of it. And as long as he was asleep when we put him in, he was okay. If he was not asleep, he would lose his mind. But it was big enough that like I had to stand on my toes to get over the edge to put it in the box because it was deep, it was at least it was a little bit higher than my hips. And so I'm trying to do this as quickly and as quietly as possible because I don't want to be downstairs. I try to keep the dog asleep and get back to the safety of the couch so I can go to bed and hopefully survive another night in the creepy house without anything pulling my toes or anything like that. As a teenager, I was a chicken, but I still loved scary movies. So I finally I cradled him and I just started to put him down into the box, and it was about to place him in the blankets, and I heard in my right ear while I was still holding him, get out now. And it was a man's whisper. And I can't say it, like it doesn't feel right to say get out, like I have to whisper it because it was raspy and it was loud. It was like someone was standing right behind me telling me to get out of that house. And I froze. But I didn't freeze because I was scared. I like, because I have very good self preservation. I was gone I didn't care that I couldn't drive. I didn't care that I did know where the keys were, Like, if I had to, I was gonna walk home. I was. I froze because I needed to figure out, like how to get my sister and my nephew out of the house, because I was not going to leave them there if I left, like absolutely not. And so I'm standing there and I have these thoughts, and like I have like this cold sweat because of the adrenaline, and I'm trying to figure out, like how do you wake up your adult sister and be like, hey, something just whispered in my ear for me to get out of the house. We need to go, and so like it feels like it's so much time is passing, and I'm sure it was only just a few minutes. Like I'm still bent over the box holding a sleepy pup, sleeping puppy, trying to figure out how to save myself and my sister. And as I'm like trying to figure out what to do, for some reason, she woke up. And I don't know why I haven't. I actually haven't had this conversation with her. I need to. And she walked into the living room, and she just looked at me. She's like, what are you doing? And I told her, like I'm pretty sure, like it was vomit of the mouth, just like something just whispered in my ear to get out I don't like. And I just like panicked and being a true older sibling who's just seriously, like it's three in the morning, one in the morning, because it was really late, She's like, you're stupid. Just come and sleep with me and me and my nephew. And I was like, what, No, Like in my head, I was like, absolutely not. I want to leave. But like again I was a kid. I couldn't be like, no, we need to leave now, lady. Okay, so all four of us, because I wasn't leaving the dog by himself, absolutely, like I was so protective and terrified at the same time. It didn't make sense. So we're in her bedroom and in the master bedroom, it didn't have window like big windows. It had like small sliver windows near the roof that would just let in that would let in light, but not like direct sunlight. Then there was a mirror in that room, and I remember thinking, seriously, I'm never going to sleep again. So I laid curled around the puppy with my back to my nephew because he was like six or seven, and he slept like a wild human, and all I could think I was like, if he squishes this puppy on top of everything that happened tonight, like I can't, And so I basically was awake all night. I think that was the first time I ever stayed up for twenty four hours, because I did not go to sleep until I saw the sun like peek through the windows, and then I find and they felt safe enough to close my eyes and be able to function. That was the last time I ever stayed in that house, like, and my parents never told me I had to go back, and I'm pretty sure fairly recently, like fairly shortly after that event, she moved out because I think the sun came back. It was weird, and so in the morning, like things are far less scary. The sun's out, You're fine, nothing happened. Did you really hear something? And so I rationalized it because the TV was still on when I when I went downstairs, So I was like, oh, that line's probably in the movie, like I heard it from the like it just something was thrown from the speaker. I'm crazy, Like I was so focused on putting the dog in the box, like that has to have been what it was. And so I just didn't think about it again for a while. And I didn't really tell my parents or my siblings because again, like I was super young, and they were like, they're gonna tell me you're dumb, like you'd stop watching scary movies. About ten years later, I worked at a convenience store and so like, at the end of the night, you fix the store, like you and you talk. Can you tell people your stories and things like that? And so a friend asked, because anything ever happened to you? And I was like, yeah, okay, yeah this happened. And then I told them like my explanation, They're like, yeah, probably. So this was around twenty sixteen. I went home and at this point, like Netflix had just started streaming, like they were still doing the DVD thing, but you could watch movies at home now. So I worked really late hours. I would usually work from three to eleven, and normally I wouldn't get home till like midnight or once sometimes depending on how busy it was. And so I got home, I turned on my TV and I saw that the movie was playing on Netflix. It was part of their catalog, and I was like, in my brain, I was like, oh, this is great, Like I'm gonna watch this movie. I'm gonna see that line and then the story is gonna be put to rest. It's great. I watched that movie in its entirety, and that line does not exist in that movie anywhere. I watched it twice. I stayed out till four in the morning to make sure that I did not miss it. I don't know, like I it wasn't the movie, so. Was it him? After listening to the podcast, I asked my brother. I was like, do you remember that house? And he's yeah, it was creepy. And I was like, did anything ever happen to you when he stayed there? And he's I never stayed there, never told him, what do you He said that he told my sister that it was creepy af and that he was not going to stay there, and he never did. I like, until I'm thirty six, now this happened twenty years ago. From that point, I thought that he had stayed there too, and apparently it was just me with my sister. So I was the only one that ever experienced anything. Thank you Paul and Jessica for sharing your experiences with us, and if you have a story that you want to share, fill out the form over at true scarystory dot com. We respond to everyone. If you have any questions, feel free to get in touch. Editing and sound design for the first story was done by Sarah portheis Wendel a VW sound The second story was edited by me Edwin Povarubiaz, scheduling by Biaka Chaves, with additional production by the scary FM team. 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