The Clown and the Kids

A girl is babysitting for a family in Newport Beach, Ca. This family is wealthy and decided to live in a decent sized house.  One night, the parents are going out for the usual dinner and a movie.

The parents take off and soon she gets the kids (little brother and sister) into bed and goes to the living room to watch TV. She tries watching TV, but she heard the little boy coming back down the stairs crying.

"I can't sleep, It's so scary in my room..." says the little boy.

"I'll see what I can do."

The babysitter travels back up to the little Tikes room and tucks him back into bed. After she reassures the little one that it'll be okay she begins to head out. As she leaves the room once more, she notices a clown statue sitting in the corner of the room looking over the boy. Now knowing why he can't sleep, because of this creepy ass clown in his room... she thought that maybe she should move the clown out of there.

So she calls the father and asks, "Hey, the kids are in bed, but is it okay if I move the clown out of your sons room? This clown statue is really creeping him out I think."

The father says seriously, "Get the kids, go next door and call 911."

 "What's going on?"

He responds, "Just go next door and once you call the police, call me back."

"Okay I will, but really, what's going on?"

".....We don't HAVE a clown statue."

Panicking, the babysitter then runs to the kids, grabs them, then sprints over to the neighbors and calls the police. 

After calling the police the babysitter looked back up to the window of the little boys room and the clown stood there, watching them run away. A smile crept across the clowns face and he slowly raised his hand for a "friendly" wave.

The dad explains that the children have been complaining about a clown watching them as they sleep. He and his wife had just blown it off, assuming that they were just having nightmares.

The police arrive and apprehend the "clown". He was a mentally ill homeless person dressed as a clown, who somehow got into the house and had been living there for a couple weeks. He would come into the kids' rooms at night and watch them while they slept. As the house was so large, he was able to avoid detection for such a long time.  When the babysitter entered the kids room he didn't have enough time to hide, so he just froze in place and pretended to be a statue. Authorities found only the clown costume and a smile knife on the man.

Late night traveler in Northern AZ

This story was shared by: Anonymous 

"Several of us were on our way to our friends house that lived by the other Native American reservation on the opposite side of the mountain, about 45 minutes away.  I had four friends with me in my new car and we were meeting others at a gas station that was about at the 30 minute mark.

There is a stretch of the highway where it dips down into the valley, out of sight, out of cell phone service. It really is a dead area. As I was driving, approaching this stretch, i saw a man on the side of the road just beyond the barb-wire fence on the side of the road. He was huge, like seven feet tall it would seem. He was almost naked, it seemed he was wearing like a type of loincloth. As we drove by i looked into my rear view mirror and he dissapeared.

I believed i was seeing things and my imagination was playing tricks on me. I didn't say anything and continued driving while my friends yelled at each other having a good time.

We started the decline into the dead stretch. Pitch black surrounding us, (it was like one in the morning) and i saw a figure at the end of my high-beams. It looked like a man again. This time my friend in the passenger seat saw it and screamed telling me to swerve around him. The whole car full of screaming young people went around this tall dark figure of the night. Catching everyone's attention, they started talking to each other wondering what the hell that guy was doing in the middle of the road at night.

We climbed our way onto the other side of the mountain, onto the last part of the stretch in the desert. Almost out of danger and a rest at the gas station. The same dark figure was now straight ahead of us. I tried to turn out of the way, but the steering wheel locked up. I tried braking but it didn't work. We were heading straight for this dark demon and couldn't do anything about it. Closer and closer, the figure didn't move and we hit it. When i say we hit it, i mean, somehow, we went straight through it. The car died, lost all power as this spirit drifted through my car and everything went so, so cold. Not a soaking wet cold, but a hollow, emotionless cold. The car continued to roll at 70 mph with no power until we came to a  stop a mile away from the incident. I started the car back up with the girls and friends petrified.

We rolled into the gas station shivering, with our friends waiting. I was so drained i sat there, not moving. I don't remember what happened for the rest of the night."


-The sheer number of stories of these Skin Walkers in Southern Utah, Arizona and desert valleys around is overwhelming. Some people love these stories because they're entertaining, some don't believe in them at all, but all stories were made with a bit of truth at some time...

The Skin Walkers

The stories of these Skin Walkers have always been intense and bone chilling.  Many people swear that they are real and have had their own experiences. Most stories I've heard have happened near Native American reservations along with being in the middle of the desert.

For those of you who don't know what these things are, here is the basic idea.
The Skin Walker, transforms him/her self into an animal. Some wear hides, some actually transform in an animal (something like a coyote or wolf), some can travel in spirit form. Their every intention is bringing evil and misery and continue to be carriers of darkness and superstition throughout all time. They have been cursed to roam the earth with no end.

A part of the process: Becoming a Skin Walker...
1. Sacrifice a loved one, or sibling, child- someone close to you.
2. Bring in the body to the group, that they may practice some
necrophilia, and then feast on some of the body parts. Later they
will take some of the organs, and make powders and potions.
3. You now begin your apprenticeship with a practicing leader.
4. Your family, and children are no longer yours. They become part or
eventually die.
(http://www.examiner.com/article/navajo-skinwalkers-and-legends-interview-w-jc-johnson-of-crypto-four-corners)

The upcoming posts will share stories about these Skin Walkers!

Jimmy the damn ghost forgets his midnight snack

Home by myself, day 3

After work an old friend, Rob, come by to chill with me at my apartment. I haven't told him any of the weird shit that has been going on before. (We've had our own experience with  a ghost a year ago and wasn't trying to deal with that again.) 

We decided to call it quits after a few hours of good ol Call of Duty. By then it was about midnight, and he was about to leave. My kitchen light was the only light on in the apartment, but as Rob went to leave, a shadow ran across the whole kitchen floor and one of my absent roommates doors quietly shut down the hall. Rob immediately turned back around wide eyed, wished me the best of luck for the night, and ran outside. 

I sat there in my room trying to make sense of what the hell happened. 
1. there was no other lights to cause a shadow from inside...
2. there wasn't a cars light from outside to cause a shadow through the window...
3. I didn't have any flying animals in my apartment, so the shadow from something known wouldn't work either...

As i was thinking about this, ALONE in my room, staring out into the kitchen Jimmy (that dick!) did it again. This time it wasn't a run, but a slow shadow going back into the kitchen like he forgot a midnight snack. This is when i started to freak out a little. Surely i was going to die tonight. I reached over to my friendly bottle of NyQuil, took a 1/3 of it and propped myself up looking out into the kitchen with a fortress of pillows. Jimmy's shadow only crossed the kitchen floor one more time before i drifted off to sleep that night...

Jimmy the damn ghost lives in my apartment

Home Alone Day 2

So there i was, watching t.v. by myself in the middle of a hot summer night. Roommates were gone on vacation, leaving me alone in a empty apartment complex. Watching t.v. as time slowly goes by, i look at the clock and it's almost one in the morning. Fading in and out of sleep, i hear a moan of a door opening. I sit up and see that the kitchen door, which i can see perfectly from my room, opened about a whole foot...

The door just opened up, by itself, a whole damn foot in the middle of night. Since i wasn't about to get my ass out of bed and check it out for myself, i stayed in bed and thought of possible explanations.

1. The A/C pushed the air throughout the room and "pulled" it open somehow?
Well, i haven't had a/c this whole summer, its broken. So was the heater, so that wouldn't work.

2. I left some windows open?
Nope, I locked this apartment down when i knew it was only me here. Safety first.

3. My bedroom fan flipped into part jet engine  and the suction created for such a thing pulled the door out of the frame in the kitchen..... I'm poor as hell. I don't have enough money to buy a super fan.

4. A damn ghost is roaming around my apartment.

5. I just didn't take enough Nyquil and this is the consequence.

I went with number 5. Reached over for some more Nyquil and went to bed praying Jimmy the ghost would just go away. 

Ghosts of Cedar City

Moving into Willowbrook apartments for summer of 2012, i was told that something else was in the apartment before i moved in. Naturally, I didn't worry about it.

The very first week, small subtle things were happening. There was my roommate (we'll call him M), that didn't believe in ghosts, spirits or anything scary but wouldn't watch a horror movie.... funny. So, a few days later, i was looking for a fork for dinner and couldn't find any. I looked in the dishwasher, the drawer, sink, in the couch cushions, nothing. My roommate M came home an hour later from work and asked me what i did with all the forks. I asked him the same thing. Both of us thought we were playing a cruel trick on each other and totally ruled out the idea of a mischievous ghost living in our apartment. A few days later, all the forks magically turned up, back in the drawer where they should have been the whole damn time!

Things disappearing and eventually showing back up later on started becoming a regular thing. My shoes would disappear even, then they would turn up by the door two days later. What the hell was this ghost up to?

 A month later, M moved out and i got a new roommate Jay. Jay has attracted spirits for almost a decade. Some insanely creepy shit has happened with Jay that i will share later. Since Jay moved in, things started to get worse...

The ghost, recently nicknamed Jimmy, started taking over our rooms.

Scariest Supernatural Clips of all time

Supernatural events have always been an exciting adventure for me. Searching out for ghosts/spirits, and then having them follow me home has been horrible lately. While I'm recording my events in my apartment the past few months, here is a video of what people have found and posted on youtube. Come back in a few days and I will start sharing my own stories