SWEAR TO GOD THIS IS TRUE!
One Friday night, my cousin Stephanie and I had to babysit my nephew, Ethan. My sister, Caroline, and her boyfriend, Jeff, were leaving that night for the weekend. They were staying somewhere at a cabin with some friends. It was probably going on ten o'clock when Stephanie, Ethan, and I were watching television for a little while. Ethan was only a year old so he didn't really do anything. The phone began to ring. Since we left it off the hook we picked up the pillow cushions searching for the phone. However, by the time we found it, it stopped ringing. We ignored this and just hung it up and continued to watch t.v. Only a minute later, the phone rang again. It was an older, strange man. He had a deep voice, I can still remember it, but now thinking about it gives me chills up and down my spine. :-/
Hello...? I asked.
...whatever you do, don't put that baby upstairs, he answered.
Uh..what? Who are you? I was kinda rude to him, but he was some stranger calling me and saying that. I didnt know whether or not he was being serious?
I got a little bit scared so I just quickly hung up...I didnt know what else TO do. Stephanie asked me who it was and what he said, so i told her and we were both a little anxious to know who this guy was, and why we couldnt take the baby upstairs, we sat still and silently on the couch and turned the volume down on the t.v. UH OH! Ethan started CRYING!!! We held him tightly to us and fortunately calmed him down. We did hear one loud thump from upstairs though. This made us jump, we laughed, though. Stephanie decided that I (haha..of course ME) should go check it out. So I very slowly and patiently walked up each of the fourteen steps, i was shivering, i was so scared that i could feel my body getting really hot. Then as i got to the sixth step, i tripped and fell! FLAT ON MY FACE! This made me real scared because i thought that whoever, or whatever, was up there, now knew i was coming to check it out! Luckily, I didnt hear him moving around. So i continued, and now i wonder how i ever did go up there, but i did, and im proud! I took one last look down at Stephanie and Ethan. She smiled at me...I wondered.. is this a good-bye-i-love-you-smile? or a wow-you-are-brave-smile. We did hear some more noise which did stall me a few times but, i managed. I walked up and the hallway was longer and darker than ever. There was a certain smell..a smell that wasn't right. It smelled like a man, a man's cologne or deoderant, maybe even an after-shave smell. I stepped slowly and opened the first door to the right.. nothing! I didnt really look at what was hidden in the room i just glanced. Until i could look in any other room, i heard a noise in the last room to the left, so i paced down the freshly vacuumed stairs, i know i had to have been pale and my eyes were wide, and my breathing became heavily and my cousin stephanie looked at me to see what was the matter. i just said look you little bitch get Ethan and lets go...Get Ethan NOW!
I did take the time to get my $67 feathered coat, which had cum stains all over it. I went in the basement to grab some diapers (just incase). The air smelled like sex. It kinda grossed me out so i just ran back upstairs to open the door, when suddenly the phone rang, again! I did take the time to answer it, and it was the same man, he said to me...
Look here you little pussy fart, dont you dare go out that door or ill blow the shit out of your brains!
I didnt care so i just walked outside. Did i mention, we were in the middle of no where? I walked outside and all there was were trees. Remember it was dark out. Me, being the dumbass that i am, didnt call the cops. I looked around outside and knocked on the glass of the backdoor, and gave the signal to Stephanie to bring her and Ethan out with me. I figured we could just go around in the woodsy area to kinda get away from...HIM! We walked for probably a half hour to an hour and then realized that we were tired and wanted to rest. We sat down next to a tree and a little old cabin. Ethan was sleeping. It was all very strange to me, because it seemed like the perfect plot to a scary story. Fortunately nothing happened there, but the sun was coming in when steph woke me up and we decided to go back to the house. Just walking back there took about 45 minutes because we got a little bit lost. When we walked in there was a big mess in the living room and we just immediately called the cops. I didnt check anything out at all, the cops had us leave and they said that downstairs in the basement was a dead woman... they think she was raped and beat to death. I still dont know who called and til this day its a mystery. I was on Oprah and in the New York Times for my story.
I still dont know anything except for the information i just wrote to you. They want my story to be on Unsolved Mysteries. Look on June 8, 2004 at 10 a.m. Thank you.