These Are Your Stories #55 – Encounter In The Park

This story comes from Sandy Harmon. Sandy didn’t say where she hails from and the story doesn’t give me any clues. But here is sandy’s story:

Thank you for the podcast! I listen each week and marvel at the stuff you come up with. It is so entertaining.  I want to share a story that happened to me in our local park. 

I was walking in a local park when I got this feeling that I was being followed. I turned around and there was no one there and just to be on the safe side I took a second look. I kept on walking and coming from the other direction I saw a man walking his dog. This made me feel a little better since now I wasn’t really alone but I still had the feeling that I was being watched. As I walked by the man he stopped me and asked if I had seen anyone in the area. I responded that I hadn’t, but asked him why he was asking. He told me that he had this strange sensation that he was being watched. I told him my story and we both laughed about it. We continued to talk, when another lady came up to us and said that she could not help but overhear us and that she too had felt like someone had been following her and watching. This was too strange.  We all chatted a bit longer, thought that we must be crazy, laughed about that, then went our separate ways.

That night I had a dream about walking in that very same park. I remember in my dream that I was looking around and a bum walking up to me and asking for some food. I told him that I was out walking and then I didn’t have anything for him this time. That was the dream, and the odd thing is that it felt so very real. The next morning I was listening to the radio and one of the stories that they were reporting was that the night before a transient man had been found dead in that park. He had died of natural causes and authorities were having trouble identifying him.

Ron, that is my story.  It’s true and it probably doesn’t mean anything but I don’t know. – Sandy Harmon.

Well thank you for your story Sandy, that is a head scratcher for sure. I have to say I doubt it was a coincidence that all three of you felt the same way at the same time, but it could happen I guess. I will lead more towards what I think you were getting at. The man was left wondering a bit. I do hope he found his way to the light. 

This Week’s Podcast:

On the show this week The Shadow returns with an adventure called The Case Of The Three Frightened Policemen. The shadow faces off with the justice system to free an innocent from the electric chair. The clock is ticking and someone is trying to make sure The Shadow fails. 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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These Are Your Stories #54 – Unknown Eyes

Our story for this week was sent in by friend to the podcast Cody Apedaile. He and his wife have contributed several times to the show and have been what I like to call friends. Here is a story that Cody sent in for episode #442.

I worked as an electrician for a little bit. Since I was just starting, I got to apprentice under a journeyman. We will call him Joe for this story. 

Joe and I, got to do some retrofitting for an old courthouse. They were upgrading their heating and cooling. Our job was to get power from the main panel in the basement to a new panel on the second floor. The basement was cramped and full of old, useless equipment, and contained the small portal that led into the crawl space. The portal was lined with pipes that left very little room for someone to crawl through. I, being of a thinner build, got to be the one to shimmy through the tight portal into the crawl space. 

The crawl space was the awkward height of being too short to stand, but it was not necessary to crawl either. The walls in the crawl space were concrete, making cave darkness a thing. With my headlamp on, I delved into the depths of the crawl space to go around to the section where we needed to feed the conduit through the wall and up through the floor. I took the measurements that we needed and yelled them through the fist sized hole to Joe on the other side. To save the battery of my slowly dying headlamp, I would sit in the almost complete darkness until Joe asked for the next measurement. After we were both satisfied, I crawled back into the depths of the black. 

As I rounded the first corner I froze as my headlamp caught two red pin pricks at the far side of the building. The next instant they were gone.  I held my gaze to that spot as I cautiously made my way to the center of the portal that held the path to the exit. As I exited feet first to the main basement, I swore I saw those eyes peering around the corner at me.  To say that I was relieved to be on vacation when the conduit in the crawl space was installed is an understatement

Cody Apedaile – Smithfield, Utah

This Week’s Podcast:

On the show this week we have a couple of listener questions answered, some great stories sent in by you guys, and Philip K. Dick tells us a pretty literal story. It is going to be a fun show. 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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These Are Your Stories #53 – Piano Girl

Our story today comes from Kim. That is all I know about her except that her story is amazing. I tried to track Kim down so that I could give her proper credit, but I was never able to do so. This story aired very early on in the podcast history and was used in a As Read By segment

I’ve never lived in a haunted house, but my mother did as a teen. Other houses on her street had strange things going on too. A few homes away from her lived a man and his family. One night, one of his daughters went to bed with a bad headache. The next day she had passed away from an aneurysm.

After the funeral, the family went away to get their minds off the tragedy, and they asked my uncle to check on their pets. My mom and dad (they were dating then) went with my uncle to take care of the house. My mother had heard there was a grand piano there and she wanted to play it. My dad was studying to be a veterinarian so he thought he could be useful.

After entering the house, my uncle and my father headed to the basement to care for the animals. My mother went straight to the piano on the ground floor. She was playing it when she felt something brush her ankles. She thought a cat must have left the basement and walked past her. She kept playing, and she felt it again. She looked under the piano and saw nothing. When she started again, she felt hands clasp her legs tightly. She pulled away, dashed to the basement door, called my uncle and father, and waited for them. When they all walked outside, my uncle could tell my mom was rattled and asked what was wrong. She told him what had happened, and he turned white. 

Later after the group got home my uncle told them that he knew the family very well. The daughter who passed away liked to  play a game with her father. When he would sit down to play the piano, she would crawl underneath, grab his ankles, and push his feet up and down on the pedals.

This email was simply signed Kim.

This Week’s Podcast:

On the show this week we have a detective story from the series Richard Diamond. Diamond’s best friend has been kidnaped with a warning that he will be killed at midnight. We also have a ghost story from Ohio titled The Old School Master. 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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These Are Your Stories #52 – May?

We have this email from Brenda in New England. She does not say exactly where, but from the email I gather she just might be living in the Boston area. Just a guess mind you! She simply titled her story, “May?”.

Hi Ron, I have been scared to send in my story. I am not sure why, but here it is. I love three things, The Red Sox, The Patriots and ghost stories. Here is my story and I swear it is real, because it happened to me!

It was about a year ago now and I still shake every time I tell it. My friend asked me if I could sit at her grandmother’s home. She was in the hospital for a few days. She had cracked a rib while chopping wood. As you might gather she is a tough old gal with grit enough for 12 men! She outlasted two husbands and will probably be alive long after I am gone. Her name is May (Like the month), is 85 and just over six feet tall. I of course agreed. 

She had several cats and they needed to be fed. That is all I had to do. So, I moved in that day! The first thing that happened was creepy. All three cats were lined up facing the door as I walked in. They looked at me like I was toast or a nice smelly fish I am not sure. They did not move and sat there until I said, “Are you guys hungry?”

That broke the tension in the room and they all scrambled towards the kitchen. I fed them and sat down to get a bite to eat for myself. That was when event two took place. I heard a voice. It clearly said, “May?” I jumped up and started looking around the home. It was a two story place, 2 bedrooms upstairs, a living room and of course the kitchen. I found nothing! Except the radio was on in one of the bedrooms. I thought that was it, turned it off and started to go downstairs. Again came, “May?” does it sound like a question?

Scared, trembling and feeling like rabbiting out of there. I said, “In the hospital”

No response. 

I sat down to watch TV and then realized that May had no TV. I grabbed my cell phone and called my friend. She said, “oh didn’t I tell you? May only listens to the radio.”

Great I thought, I had already used my data minutes and I realized this was going to be a long night. My friend promised to be my text buddy and that ended night one.

The next day I got up and went to work. I called my cell phone company and bought some additional data and was ready for a good night. I came in the door and sure enough the cats were lined up again. After dinner I lit a fire and settled into the most comfy looking chair, plugged my phone in and found a movie to watch.

I was watching my movie when I heard a “crash”. It came from upstairs. I thought one of the cats had done something and ran up the stairs. To my chagrin all three cats ran up with me. I said, “Dang, not the cats”.

When I arrived I saw that a vase was broken on the floor.  There is no reason for it to have fallen. I remember seeing it yesterday and it was well centered. I thought it had to be the cats. That is when the voice said, “May?”

I screamed, the voice was right behind me! I turned and there stood a shadow of sorts I could see through it, but it was there. It was in the shape of a man who was slightly bent over. I screamed again and without thinking I ran right through it. I felt an impossible chill! I ran down the stairs, out the door and into the car. I drove home and never went back to that house again.  – Brenda

This Week’s Podcast:

On the show this week we have three great stories from you guys, and a sci-fi story called The Untouchable. Before listening you might want to read up on the legend of King Tantalus? Just a suggestion. 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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These Are Your Stories #51 – The Turkey Hunt

We have an email from Peter Alan Jordan of Grand Island, Nebraska. Another name for this story might be Are We Hunting or Being Hunted.

You have said on your podcasts that you get a lot of mail from Texas. I am originally from there and what I am about to tell you happened there. So, add this one to the list. My buddy Harpy, that’s his nickname, and I was out hunting turkey near the Rio Grande. It is something we do every season. We hope to bag a big bird for our family tables in November. We usually do it, except for one season a few years back.

We went out that first day and Harpy got his bird right away.  So, we had to pack up head and back to the hotel. Along the way, we stopped at the butcher’s to have them ready for travel. The next day we got up early and headed out on the trail. The plan was to be out all day.  We had packed enough things so that we could even camp if we wanted to. We only had to get the one bird and were feeling pretty confident.

The hours went by and we had a couple close ones, but no trophy. We decided that we would head up into the hills and try our luck with some of the higher passes. That is when the feeling started. Both Harpy and I felt like we were being followed. So much so that I had Harpy hide and I kept walking a bit. Nothing came up after us. He rejoined and we continued our hunt. The hills around the Rio Grande are beautiful just about any time of year, but when it is crisp outside they take on a special look and feel, like no other on the planet.  On the right day, fog can roll up and fill the valleys, making you feel like you are a stranger in some bizarre sky.

With no bird in sight and evening getting close we decided to camp out for the night. In truth that was the plan the whole time. We had hoped that we would have both birds and this was going to be our campsite night. However, the night held its own ideas.

We had a lot of fun telling ghost-type stories and jokes. And yes we may have had a few sips of Wild Turkey to warm us up a bit. It was pretty late when we curled up in our comfortable sleeping bags and went to sleep. It was about 2 a.m. when the howls started. At first, it was just the one lonely howl, but then came the chorus. Normally it would be a beautiful haunting sound, but two guys alone in the woods? Not so much. We knew we had to be on guard and ready. Most importantly the fire had to built-up again and that meant getting more wood. We did it together, making as much noise as possible and a few minutes later had our fire roaring once more.

That should have been the end end of it. Oh, the wolves were fine we could hear that they were keeping their distance. But something was moving around at the edge of camp. Something big, and it did not care if we knew it was there. Snapping twigs, rock-throwing, and guttural grows assaulted us for the rest of the night. We held our little space in the world for several hours until daybreak. Just before dawn, everything stopped. We packed up, hiked out, and went home. The bad news? We were short one Turkey and a bit of our pride. 

Alan Jordan – Grand Island, Nebraska

This Week’s Podcast:

On the show his week we visit the world of The Mysterious Traveler with a story that has more twists than a piece of licorice. It is titled Out Of The Past and is sure to make you say, “I didn’t see that coming!” 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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