Our story is about a Shadow Creature. But just what is that? It is the perception of a patch of darkness as a living being, and interpreted as the presence of a spirit or other entity. A number of religions, legends, and belief systems describe shadowy spiritual beings, and these creatures have long been a staple of folklore and ghost stories. We take our trek into this realm with this story from Freddy Foutaine who lives in North Carolina. He has titled it The Whole Shadow.
It all started when I was around seventeen. We had just moved to North Carolina so that my parents could have a fresh start for all of us ( Family issues back then ). The house we had moved into was a beautiful older Victorian style home. It was quite run down, so my parents got an amazing deal on it. Maybe a little too good. It was close to public transport and across the road from a retirement home.
One evening we had a terrible thunderstorm. Heavy rains and hail hit the area, and some of the rooms leaked through. My parents thought just to be safe we will all sleep as a family in the lounge room. Everything started off great. We fell asleep easily but at 2:50ish I heard our dogs barking and whimpering. I got up to check on them.
I went to the back door to see what was frightening them. I was not prepared for what I saw. There was a dark figure on the stairs leading up to the outside deck. Unfortunately back then I was way too brave for my own good. I slowly walked toward the stairs to get a better look at the figure. It took the shape of an elderly man. He just stood there staring at the dogs as I walked up a couple more steps. I tried to tell him that he is not supposed to be here but he didn’t respond. So I aggressively ran towards him yelling something, only to have him turn and face me. What I saw stopped me in my tracks and sent me running back down the stairs. Just below his chest was a gaping hole. It looked like a void of complete darkness, like someone had cut a perfect hole in him. Well, safe to say, this scared the life out of me. I remember that he seemed to be trying to speak but no words came out. I reached the bottom of the stairs and turned back to look at him again. He was gone.
At this point I was so scared I ran back inside to wake my parents. I told them what happened but they kept telling me it was just a dream. I know what I saw and I’ve walked past that old house many times as an adult. I swear I still get the same chill up my spine and feel as if I’m being watched. – Freddy Foutaine
This Week’s Podcast:
On the program this week we have three ghost stories sent in by you. A boy shuffles late at night at the foot of a bed, Nana visits PopPop, and a haunted Burger King. Also, on the show we have a brand new Our Amazing Stories dedicated to some amazing Women! You can listen to this podcast on Thursday at Ron’s Amazing Stories, download it from Apple Podcasts, stream it on Stitcher Radio or on the mobile version of Spotify. Do you prefer the radio? We are heard every Thursday at 10:00 pm and Sunday Night at 11:00 PM (EST) on AMFM247.COM. Check your local listing or find the station closest to you at this link
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