Hi guys... right now I'm watching a show called The Haunted, and I'm in a mood to share an erie story that happened to me as a little boy. Ok, so one night I was sitting in the living room with my dad watching a show. This is a very specific memory of mine because I remember that my mom was gone somewhere, I can't really remember exactly what she was doing, she must have been shopping or something, but (either way) she was out doing something with my two sisters. FYI, at the time we were living in a trailer park in a double wide trailer and I was about 7 or 8 years old. It was about 8:30 at night, and my dad and me were watching a movie. Right out of the blue, there was this humongous slam against the outside of our trailer walls. As soon as it happened, we both looked at each other, and I saw a very startling look on my dads face. Of course I was very startled as well, but I could tell that my dad tried to hide his fear as he quickly got up and rushed towards the door to open it, like he was ready to beat somebody's ***. When my dad opened the door, he saw nothing. He was so surprised to see nobody there that he said, "What the ****!?", and he ran outside, and ran around the trailer to see if anyone was there. My dad came back inside after like a minute and looked right at me with wide eyes, and he got his phone out and called my mom to tell her what had happened. The only logical explanation for who or what did it, was gone. Our trailer was relatively long, and by the time my dad opened the door, whoever did it would still be running around our trailer, so we immediately ruled out that it was even a person. The slam was so... loud... that it sounded like a pick up truck had veered of the road at full speed and hit the side of our trailer. The sound vibrated the living room and the slam was so powerful that it literally made the wall pop inwards for like a second and a picture fell off the wall. My dad thought that it was my moms brother and some of his buddies. But they would still be running around the trailer at the time he opened the door and looked around. My dad was talking on the phone to my mom and he told her that he never heard anything like it. He later told her that, the sound was so loud and devastating that it made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. So that's pretty much it, that's all I really remember about that night. Feel free to give feedback, I'd appreciate if anyone could give their opinions, or possibly even a similar experience. Thanks guys, I appreciate it... :)
KSniper KSniper
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Aug 27, 2014