Scary Moments in My Life (Part 3)

Alright friends, it's time for the final edition of my Halloween series: Scary Moments in My Life.

This last one isn't exactly from my life personally, but I've heard the story first-hand. Get ready to be freaked out.

This story took place in a small town in Kansas called Bucyrus. Throughout this small town, a story began circulating about a crazy man seen on the side of the road in a long white robe. No one could say for sure whether he was real or a ghost. Typically, he was seen while the local high school kids were driving around at night, so no one thought it wise to pull over and take a good look.

My story follows one boy in particular. It was in the middle of his senior year when he began hearing about this supposed crazy man wandering around Bucyrus at night. Typically, he's not one to believe silly high school ghost stories, but those he talked to seemed to be telling the truth.

One night, he was spending time with his girlfriend. She was quite the catch: a year older, athletic and cute. They hopped in his old yellow truck for a night drive. He had a gravel driveway that turned into a road. It was on that gravel road that they saw him, where the headlights met the darkness. There were no street lights on that old gravel road, so there was absolutely no light other than that of the headlights.  Just as everyone described him, he looked as though he was crazy and was dressed in a long white robe. As they drove nearer he appeared to be waving down the young couple to stop for him.

Naturally, the girlfriend was yelling "Don't you dare stop for this man!" The young boy decides that the man in the white robe was either going to move over or get run over and starts to accelerate. As they drew even nearer, the boy swears that the man's eyes were glowing. As though he realizes the truck isn't going to pull over for him, he steps out of the road and allows them to pass.

That was the last known sighting of the man in the white robe. To this day, no one knows if he was real or a ghost. But, years after the incident, he still claims that was the most scared he's ever been. You don't believe me? Ask my parents, they were the young couple.

Scary Moments in My Life (Part 2)

Ok...it's time for Scary Moments in My Life (Halloween edition) Part 2!

My little sister, Jaci reminded me of this scary story. 

I can't even believe I forgot about it in the first place.

We shall preface with a reoccuring nightmare I had as a child. I would have this nightmare night after night and it was always as terrifying as the first time. I would dream that Jaci and I were playing in the front yard, but she was always sitting in a car seat on top of the car. So I guess she was really only watching me play. At any rate, this guy would always come to kidnap Jaci...he never wanted me. I would see him coming and automatically know what he wanted since I had this dream so many times. I would try so desperately to get Jaci off the top of the car, but I couldn't reach. I could never decide whether I needed to stay out there with her and try to get the guy to leave her alone or if I should take a chance and run to the house to get my parents. It was terrible. At the time, my dad had this tv show called FishTv, so I would always try to bargain with him...haha. I would tell him that I would give him a FishTv sticker and t-shirt if he would just leave Jaci alone. I would always wake up just as he was getting ready to take her.

So, now you know that I always had a fear of something like this happening...and so it did.

One evening Jaci and I were playing basketball in our culdesac. At this time of life, Jaci was impossible...I'm sure she'll admit it now. She wanted to do the exact opposite of everything I would say. It was beginning to get dark and I kept seeing this guy walk back and forth at the end of our culdesac...very creepy. To make it a little worse, we were the only ones around since it was getting dark...everyone else was inside. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him start to walk up the culdesac. I tried not to panic because I didn't want him to know that I noticed him and start running for us. So, I calmly put the basketball down and said, "Jaci, we need to go inside." I started to walk up our driveway and notice that Jaci is not following me...of course. So, now I start to panic a little bit. I turned around and yelled at Jaci to come inside, meanwhile, the man is getting closer. Naturally, she doesn't come. All those memories of the nightmares came flooding back and I really freaked out. I opened the front door and yelled for my mom. As my mom came outside, the man saw her and ran away.

I'm not sure what would have happened if my mom didn't come outside, but I'm just glad it all ended well.

Lesson to be learned from this: ALWAYS listen to your big sister because you just might be on the verge of getting abducted.

Ok...so...here are some pictures (a lot of pictures) of my sisters and me in honor of us not getting kidnapped:

 Me, Dani and Jaci in Branson

 Our Christmas surprise for our parents!

 Jaci's graduation party!

At the lake

 

 Dani's birthday dinner

 Dani and me in New York City

 Dani and me with grandma

 Me, Dani and Jaci in Maine

 Are we giving the thumbs up to dummies hanging by a noose? Why, yes we are.

 Jaci and me in Maine

 Jaci's prom

One day, she was a little girl, the next - she was taller than me. 

Alright, those are all the pictures I'll subject you to. But my sisters are great, so you should enjoy looking at them. Have a great day!! I sure hope you're enjoying fall as much as I am!

Scary Moments in My Life

In light of it being October, the month of Halloween, I thought I would share some of the scariest moments in my life.

The first scariest moment took place a little after we moved to Franklin from Kansas. We moved here because of my dad's job, so there were other families that moved out here as well. One family was my aunt and uncle, Greg and Gina, with my cousins, Brandon and Corey. The Petraseks were the other family. They had three girls: Lauren, Kaitlin and Sarah. We all moved into the same neighborhood, so we would hang out every night and go on walks or whatever. 

This particular night, we are all hanging out at my cousins' house when we decide to go on a walk. Brandon just came home from soccer practice or working out or something, so he tells us he needs to take a shower and he'll catch up with us in a little bit. 

We all set out on what seems to be a night like any other night. In our neighborhood, we have these little stone walls that have the name of the subdivision on it. We start walking past one and we think we hear some kind of noise coming from behind the sign. I turn around and see the shadow of something moving, but I just assume it's some kind of an animal.

At this point, I start walking backwards to talk to everyone and I see this guy in a scream costume jump out from behind the sign. Naturally, we all freak out and take off running. We're just down the street from a family friend, the Collins, so we all start running toward their house to get away from the guy who is chasing us. 

*Take a moment to really visualize the situation. Four girls and one boy running down the streets of our neighborhood, screaming. I'm sure my hands were flailing around in the air, my face showing sheer terror. Closely following us is a man in a scream costume. This has got to be a scene straight from some cheesy horror movie. Also note that in the midst of our screaming, no one came to see what was going on....makes you feel safe, huh?

Everyone turns up the Collins' driveway....except me. In my state of panic, I totally forget to turn. So now, I'm running as fast as I can, but away from everyone else. This guy has the perfect opportunity to kidnap me because I have just isolated myself from the rest of the group. Typical Jess move. 

I notice that he's gaining some serious ground on me and decide there's no way I can outrun him. Rather than waste all my energy on continuing to run, I stop dead in my tracks, turn around and start wailing on him. Just blindly punching him. Of course I know this isn't going to stop him for long...I was like maybe 12 at the time. There's not much I can do for myself. I keep thinking, "If Brandon were here, he could have saved me."

In my head, I'm beginning to accept the fact that I'm about to be kidnapped. All of these thoughts of what will happen to me start to run through my mind. Until....I heard him laughing. I thought to myself, "I know that laugh." It was Brandon. As soon as we left, he jumped in the car and drove to where he knew we would pass by and hid behind the stone wall until we got there. I'm sure he didn't know that it would work out as well as it did. 

Fortunately, my scariest moment ended up being a joke. But, at the time, I really thought it was the end. 

So...this blog is dedicated to Brandon. Well done.

This is Brandon with his little girl Brooklyn.

All the cousins.

Me, Brandon, Dani and Corey as kids.

The cousins in our true form.