I was born and raised in a small town in upstate South Carolina.I first became a well-known Blogger and later was persuaded to take my writing a step further. Myr first book, My Paranormal Life, A True Haunting started out as my own private journal of my family dealing with a dark entity. But it doesn't stop there, I took it even further and let my experiences help me to co-found a paranormal team and a cryptid team.I enjoy being able to reach out and help others. I have made many new friends in both of these fields, which has also led me to help others to have their story told. I realize first hand that these people have a very passionate and unique story that needs to be told. In getting these powerful stories out to the public, I hope it will help further research in both of these fields and just maybe the individual that shares their story with me may find some closure to their own personal nightmare. I am honored to be able to bring you true stories of the unexplained.


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Raven Darkhawk left us all wondering what happened to her and her family after she and her sister were viciously attacked by the Kecleh-Kudleh. Did Raven leave the reservation for good? Did Rain ever talk again? Did the Kecleh-Kudleh return? Find your answers and much more in the chilling conclusion to The Native Truth!
Nick held my hand on the left and had his right hand on his gun. He kept watching the edge of the woods. After a while, the footsteps stopped. I assumed it lost interest in us. I had finally relaxed when we heard a horrible scream come from our right! It made my blood run cold and my adrenaline kick in! Nick instinctively took a stance and faced the woods. My heart froze in my chest. Everything had gone silent. There were no birds, no squirrels playing, just total silence. Then came the sound of heavy footsteps running toward us with limbs breaking and whole trees being pushed over! It sounded like a freight train was coming through the woods! Nick quickly fired four shots in that direction! Something screamed so loud it hurt my ears!

Julie Weaver is alone with no friends or family. Life has dealt her some hard blows. She is fed up with society and longs for the mountains she sees out her dirty window. With nothing to lose Julie throws some things into a backpack and walks out her back door into the wilderness. Will she find peace for her mind and heart or will she find her worst nightmare waiting for her in this vast wilderness?

Just as I was zipping up my backpack, I heard a howl come from further up the mountain. This was the loudest howl I have ever heard in my life! It sent a cold finger of fear through my body. What in the world was that? Did bears yell like this? I paused for a moment and thought back to what I had read...I had heard this sound on the library computer...It wasn't a bear. I knew it wasn't a coyote; they sounded more like dogs. The Mountain Lion and Cougar could make some strange sounds, but it wasn't either of them. It was something I just couldn't put my finger on. This yell lets me know it was time to eat and put away any food that was left.

You don't want to miss any of these chilling, True encounters. Missing Time and Time Warps, Haunted Objects, Shadow People, Angel Encounters, Bigfoot, Haunted Houses, Black Eyed Kids, UFO's, DogMan. Some of these stories are guaranteed to make you want to sleep with the lights on; while others are going to leave you wanting more. Do you dare to read about what happens when the lights go off and the night grows dark and still?
On the way home, Jane sat buckled into the passenger seat with her doll on her lap. “Her name is Priscilla,” she told me, beaming at her new doll. I thought this was a little strange because we didn't know anyone named Priscilla. I actually hadn't even heard that name mentioned at all around the house. Maybe she had heard it at school. I didn't think anything more about it.

A couple of days later I was cleaning house, and I heard Jane talking. I looked into the living room to see her sitting on the sofa talking to her doll. This was something I hadn't seen her do before. But it didn't strike me as being all that strange, so I went on with what I was doing.

This is the true story of one girl growing up in a different reality than everyone around her. Follow Tammy as she learns about her special skills. Be on the inside of Tammy's life as she stumbles through learning what being a psychic means. Life can be hard enough, but when you're different, it can be even more difficult. This is the true story of one girl from childhood to adulthood that shares with us her journey of being a psychic.

We both used the restrooms, ordered our food and was walking back out to the car. I was walking a few feet in front of Tommy, and we were laughing about how the cashier had been flirting with him. The next thing I knew, The car we were walking behind went into reverse, knocking Tommy to the ground and pinning him underneath! “TOMMY!” I screamed with everything in me! I rushed to the car and hurled myself to the ground. The people were getting out of the car, but I wasn't paying any attention. As I looked under the car, Tommy was facing me. There was blood on his face, and he was reaching one arm toward me. Tommy! I screamed again. Tommy tried to take a deep breath, but he coughed instead. Then he whispered. “You can help me, Tammy. You have to help me.” As the tears flowed down my face, I knew what he meant.

Bigfoot, A New Reality is the true story of one couple's encounters with Bigfoot. Matt Stevens and his wife Jen find the perfect retirement home. Far away from the noise of the city, they find a piece of heaven nestled in the Appalachian Mountains. Little did they know, that a Bigfoot had claimed this territory long before they did.

I was hoping the deer would be moving up from the stream and pass by me. I readied my gun and waited. I heard this other hunter coming up from the creek. I became quite annoyed with him because his moving about was going to ruin my chances of getting a deer. With the sun just beginning to lighten the sky I still couldn't see very far. So I waited for him to get closer. I saw his head come up over the hill and I thought, this is a pretty big man, and I'm not about to say anything to make him mad. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. When this man topped the hill, he was huge. I couldn't see any detail then because he was still too far away.But even the dark shape let me know this was the biggest man I had ever seen. As he drew closer, I began to realize that this wasn't a man at all.

Our Paranormal Reality, a True Haunting. Book 2, The Investigation, Is the continuance of a family dealing with an evil entity. What was first only a nuisance, quickly turns into a haunting of the worst kind. When demonic forces threaten to destroy this family, they begin to fight back. They enter into a battle for their home, their family and their very lives. Now the family realizes they must reach out for help before they lose the ultimate fight.

It's getting pretty creepy,” I tell him.

He turns toward me and wraps his arms around me. “I know, just try to go to sleep.”
About that time we hear a female voice come from the foot of the bed near our bedroom door. I couldn't make out what was said because the voice was too faint.
Did you hear that?!” I asked. My heart was pounding in my chest again for the second time tonight.
I did,” he whispered. “That sounded just like you talking,” he said.

My blood went cold, and I felt as if I had been punched in the stomach. This thing was mimicking my voice!

Scott and Anna were both born on the reservation. Their heritage was steeped in folklore and tradition. Homesteading on a secluded mountain with a log cabin adjacent to a beautiful river is how they would live, like their ancestors before them. But, the Native American tradition also included the Kecleh-Kudleh;This would turn their dream into a nightmare. The Kecleh-Kudleh exists. It's real and it's deadly.

Then the scream came from the other side of the barn wall. It was so loud and profound that I felt the vibration from it in my chest and the sound caused a ringing in my ears! I was paralyzed with fear! It seemed like this thing could just reach through the wall and take one of us! I half-way expected it to! I had never heard anything so loud or so angry!

Our Paranormal Reality, a True Haunting. Book 1, The Early Years, Is the actual story of a family dealing with an evil entity. What was first only a nuisance, quickly turns into a haunting of the worst kind. When demonic forces threaten to destroy this family, they begin to fight back. They enter into a battle for their home, their family and their very lives.

I unlocked the front door and pushed the stroller inside. The stereo was playing along with the TV. How could they both be on? I turned off the TV and walked over to turn off the stereo. That's when I heard Matt's snoring coming from the bedroom. I knew he hadn't gotten up and turned these on. But how had they turned themselves on? This whole thing had me very unnerved. I told myself that maybe a power surge had caused them to come on. 

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I saw this thing standing there! It was slowly moving back and forth while it stared at the cabin. I have never been so scared in my life! This thing could easily get into the cabin and kill us! It was massive! Monsters really do exist! 

My name is Tami, and I'm forty-two years old. I was born and raised as an only child in New York. My parents and I lived in a three bedroom house in a “not so bad”, part of town.

At eighteen and fresh out of high school, I went to work in my families restaurant. It wasn't what I had wanted to do. And I hated every minute of it. But I hadn't received a scholarship and college just wasn't affordable right now. I had wanted to go and major in arts. Then open up my own shop one day. So my future plans were pretty much set.

At twenty-two, I was still waiting tables when I met John. John stood out from the rest of our normal patrons with his cowboy boots and blue jeans. He had a beautiful smile and gentle eyes. It wasn't long before he became a regular and I fell in love.

After a whirlwind courtship and wedding, we moved to his hometown of Tennessee and the Great Smoky Mountains. Being from New York this was a very big adjustment for me. His family was very nice and before I knew it, I found myself fitting in. If I had only known then that these mountains contained a nightmare and I would leave them with a terror so raw that I would not fully recover. And I would never again set foot in those beautiful mountains that I once called home.


As the fire began to die down, we crawled into our tent for the night. We were both tired and soon fell asleep. I dreamed of werewolves that chased us through the woods as coyotes howled and barked. I woke up sometime during the night in a cold sweat. This nightmare had seemed to real. A coyote howled just past the tent. It appeared to be close enough for me to reach out and touch! I pulled my sleeping back closer to me. As the coyote howled again, I heard a deep throaty growl come from the front of our tent! I couldn't take this! Why did this have to happen now? It was dark, and would be near impossible to find our way home! I was scared to death. I pulled my sleeping bag over my head and prayed for sleep.

Are the Black Eyed Kids Real? This family says they are! Read this harrowing story of a family unaware that their dream home was about to become their worst nightmare.
I loved the smell of the leaves and the damp earth. I was really enjoying my walk. I rounded a bend in the path and could see the lake up ahead between the trees. But what I saw next made me stop in my tracks. There was a little girl standing on the trail facing my direction. Her head was bent down, and she had very dark straight hair. Her arms hung down by her sides, and the skin of her hands looked ghostly pale. She was wearing, jeans, tennis shoes and a hoodie with the hood pulled up over her head. I was instantly filled with fear. Something about her was off. This didn't feel right at all!

I wanted to turn and run for the safety of my home right then. But I told myself I was irrational. She was just a child, nothing to fear.

I called out to her and asked if she were OK. She didn't respond, and I knew that she had to have heard me. I called out again, and this time, she raised her head to look at me. She raised her head slowly, reminding me of a horror movie.

I was unprepared for what I saw next.

It felt like my heart had just been ripped from my chest and I was horrified at the carnage that lay before me. I had never experienced such horror, and my mind did a jump. I actually felt the small flutter inside my head, a small tickle like butterfly wings. It was my accepting that what my eyes were seeing was real. This was all actually happening. I was heaving from running so hard and now I was going to get sick. I turned away and got sick a few times, knowing I still had to get out of these woods. I passed my horse slowly, keeping my eyes diverted. Then I broke into a full run again. I was half way home when I met my dad coming up the trail on Thunder. Dad had his shotgun over one shoulder and his bow over the other. He reaches down with one hand and in a single, swift movement pulled me up behind him. I wrapped my arms around him tightly and began to sob into his back as he turned the horse and urged him into a run back down the trail.

Matt looked up at the ceiling as if he were thinking of a question. “Is there anyone in the room with us?” The planchette shot to yes!
“Oh my gosh!” Matt said. “This thing actually works!”
“Can you give us your name?”, he asked.
The planchette began to move. A...S...M...O...D...E...U...S
“Asmodeus,” Matt said. “Asmodeus.” But his voice sounded differently now.Almost as if he were chanting.

Suddenly a freezing air engulfed the room. I could almost see my breath as I began to shiver! A wave of nausea washed over me. My head began to spin. I broke out into a cold sweat.
I slowly raised my head to look at Matt. Matt was no longer with me. I was looking at a timeworn man with the evilest dark eyes I had ever seen! He grinned at me with horrible yellow teeth.
“Are you feeling alright Hannah?” It was Matts voice coming from this hideous face!. I tried to speak, but the words wouldn't come. My heart was racing! I was terrified to my very core. I knew I was in the company of a demon! The face was becoming blurry. I blinked my eyes, trying to focus. What was happening to me? What was going on?

I felt my body begin to relax, my eyes rolled back in my head as I felt myself falling to the dining room floor.The last thing I heard was Matts laughter.

We had an unseasonably warm day, so I had opened a couple of windows in the house to let some fresh air in. Marty and I were both sitting at our computers doing our own thing. The house was unusually silent as everyone else was napping. We both heard what sounded to be a rapid recession of tree knocks. It sounded to be four or five knocks at one time.
I have read about these and saw a few things about them on YouTube. They have been heard before, but from what I can gather, this is somewhat rare. He and I looked at each other as if to say did you hear that, when we heard this god awful growl. It was a deep primal growl that made my blood run cold. My adrenaline spiked, and my heart began to race. I whispered, OH MY GOD! I was honestly scared to death. It sounded as if this thing was directly in our back yard. Marty got up out of his chair and headed for the back door with me right on his heels. I was just about to tell him not to go out there when this horrible loud growl came again.

This was unlike anything he or I had ever heard in our lives. Nothing nowhere had ever compared to this sound. I was just mere seconds away from panicking. This thing had to be standing just a few feet from our house, and it really didn’t sound very happy. 

                                                          I heard a big branch break to my right as I peered into the dark woods, it seemed as if two red eyes were looking at me! I blinked hard and looked again, yes! I could see them now! Were they moving?! They seemed much clearer, as I strained to focus on these eyes. I watched these eyes steadily coming closer through the woods, I stood up from my chair with my eyes glued to these, and I slowly started to walk backward. I turned on my flashlight and shown it in that direction. It seemed as if it started coming faster toward the light. By the look of the eyes, whatever this was very tall. “Cari,” I said softly. “Cari”….She grabbed me by the arm breaking my stare we turned and made a run for the house. We could hear the whoosh behind us! We made it to the front door, shaking and breathing hard.

My eyes were slowly beginning to adjust to the dark. It was getting easier to make out the large tombstones and avoid walking into them. As I neared the top of the hill, I could see someone standing there.
One of the others must have come to see what was taking me so long. I stopped walking and strained my eyes to see who it was.
Their silhouette was on the hill making them appear bigger from where I stood below. Why didn't they turn on their flashlight I wondered.
“Hey!” "I could use your light"!, I yelled up to them.
They didn't move or respond. Maybe they hadn't heard me. I waited until I had walked a little closer and shouted again, “Can you turn your light on please!?”
Boy, they sure did look big standing up on that hill. Just as my brain started to rationalize that this was too big to be a person, whatever this was charged me!
It came down the hill and was on me in a flash! It was so fast I didn't have time to react. I didn't even have a chance to scream! All I can remember is the cold and the black consuming my whole body!