Reddit Collection (Fresh-Short #10), DeYtH Banger [books suggested by elon musk TXT] 📗

One night I was coming home much later than normal around 1:30am. All of the land is fenced in, but there is one back gate. Near the back gate I saw a bunch of trees rustling. There is a lot of wild life in our area so I assumed that’s what it was, but I got that horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach and decided to go check it out. The ground was dry enough that I was able to drive through the yard in my car with the doors locked. I shone my headlights on the trees and a man came running out of them. If that wasn’t terrifying enough, he ran straight for the gate as if he knew exactly where it was, opened it and left. I was absolutely terrified so I called my dad who lives in the area. He explained to me how large the population of homeless people is in our area, and that he’d be over the next day to put a lock on the gate.

About two weeks after the first incident, I was letting my dogs outside. The one had already went inside, and the other was playing hard to get as usual. I began calling out her name. It wasn’t even dark outside. After about three calls another voice, distinctly male, started calling out her name. She began barking aggressively and running for the house. I was freaked out, but again let my family talk me out of making a call to the authorities.

About a month passes, my grandmother has a habit of forgetting to close the garage door behind her. Around 11pm our neighbor from across the street knocks on our door, he says he was outside smoking and he saw two men standing in our garage talking. He said as soon as he started walking over they ran off. What scares me the most about this event, is they stole nothing. And there was plenty to steal. We have a brand new refrigerator, leaf blower, power tools, and my grandma leaves the keys in the car. They were just talking. This time I called the police and they told me in the nicest way possible they couldn’t do shit, if there was another incident to call them and not to scare the men away.

The final incident of 2017 happened probably 3 months after the prior one. We have a sun porch attached the outside of the house, the door connects to the kitchen, and the outside door to the deck. I don’t know if I explained that right, and if anyone wants me to I can post pictures. Basically we left for several hours to go grocery shopping. We came home and all our deck furniture was stacked on top of each other, and the screen ripped off the sun porch door. I called the non-emergency hotline for my area and again said with no idea who these people are nothing could be done.

About 2 weeks ago now, we had our white vinyl fence power washed. Because the fence is quite old, a post came off of the fence and the company that power washed the fence didn’t know how to fix it, and we didn’t blame them so they had no reason to. We left the post in the front yard but up against the fence. We came home a couple of days later and the post was nailed back up with a smiley face sticky note attached to it. This very easily could have been a kind neighbor, but I was immediately spooked.

Cut to Saturday of last week. My grandmother is able to drive again but doesn’t have her own car. I’m busy working around the house so she decides to take herself to the doctor. My grandmother leaves the house through our door connected to the garage, and I lock it behind her. It never dawns on me to check to make sure she has closed it. About 20 minutes after she leaves someone starts heavily banging on the door. When I say banging I mean it sounds like the swat team, someone was putting all of their force into banging on that door. My dogs are going nuts and I don’t know what to think. I start to think maybe my grandma left something and is trying to get my attention, but the little voice in the back of my head stops me and tells me “there is no way that little old lady is banging on that door like that.” Suddenly it stops and I hear a deep (again distinctly male) laugh. I grab the baseball bat out of my bedroom and lock myself in the bathroom with the dogs. I realize I’ve left my phone outside the bathroom but I was too afraid to go out of the bathroom and get it. I took the lid of the tank of the toilet so I now had two weapons. Nothing happened and I hid in that bathroom until my grandma was home again.

So that’s the story. I know there wasn’t some big confrontation or climax, but I fear the story may not be over yet. I don’t known if any of these events are connected at all, but I’ve got it in my head that they are and I’m driving myself nuts to a point where I’m afraid to be alone in my own house. The only reason I even included the fence is because there hasn’t been a single sketchy thing happen all 2018, and then someone fixes the fence, and less than a week later another scary encounter. I honestly don’t know what to think. I will update if anything else happens. So rather this is one or multiple people I really hope whatever this is is over. And whoever is doing this let’s not meet.

Publication Date: 09-02-2018

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