In this episode, we have two childhood encounters years apart that leave the same scars.

A pair of red eyes outside a bedroom window, and a shadow that follows one family through generations.

These two stories ask the same question, what happens when something sees you?

First?

My name is Edwin, and here is Natalie's true scary.

Story growing up.

I was raised by my grandmother because my mom was pretty young when she had us.

I have three other siblings.

I was only at my mom's house if I got in trouble at school or something, or my grandma needed to break This particular weekend, it was summer and I went to my mom's house.

My two siblings weren't there, but my younger sister was, so it was me, my mom, and my sister.

It was pretty bige.

It was a pretty bedroom and it was a big backyard.

Then you walk in.

You have the living room and immediately to the right with my brother's dining room, bathroom, mom's room, kitchen, and then us girls's room in the back and our room was in the backyard.

There literally was a door to the backyard in our room.

The day was pretty normal.

We went to lay down the way that our bed was set up.

It was our heads were literally right under the window pane.

As we went to lay down, the vibes kind of fell off of the house, but it wasn't anything too unbearable.

You start hearing this screeching noise that sounds like a bird, and it just gets louder and louder and louder, and then it's not so bird like anymore.

It's like screeching, even like mixed with a little bit of yelling like It was the most awful sound I've ever heard, and I really can't even still describe it.

If I ever heard it again, I would know exactly what it was.

My sister's looking at me to see if she's tripping or we're hearing the same thing.

So I'm looking at her.

I'm twelve at the time, she's just turned eight.

Obviously it's just me and her and there.

If I have to be brave, have to be the big sister, I gather enough courage to kind of look at our window.

And our window in that room had black curtains.

They weren't like the blackout curtains, but they weren't sheer either.

They were thick enough to where the light didn't come all the way round, but also they were sheer enough to where you could still kind of see outside.

I look and I just see two red growing eyes looking at me.

I duck down, grove back again, and I look back up just to make sure, and the screeching sound is getting louder, and so I grabbed my sister, take her to my mom's room, and I wake my mom up.

My mom kind of wakes up and she sits in her bed, but she tells us that she doesn't hear anything.

It's in our head and we need to go back to sleep, go back to our room.

I'm stared at my sister, and my sister's visibly shaken up, and so am I, but I'm trying to hold it together for her.

My brother's not there, so I'm like, let's go to my brother's room, which is in the front of the house.

We get in bed and we're kind of just both staring at the ceiling and we hear what sounds like the hugest bird you've ever heard in your life.

The wings were so loud that you could hear the air underneath the wings as it's flapping.

My brother's room, as I mentioned earlier, was directly off to the right of the living room, so his room overlooked our porch, so you would hear the wings, and then it followed by like a landing stone on the porch.

She throws the blanket over her, and I gathered in a courage to look at my brother's window.

He didn't have curtains, that he had blinds and then was shut.

You couldn't see the red glowing eyes that well, but you could still make out that there was two red lights looking or in that vicinity of the window.

At this point, my sister's starting to cry, and I'm trying to keep her calm.

I also don't want this thing to know that we're acknowledging it.

I just fill the blanket over both of us, and I'm like, we're gonna crawl to the bathroom.

In my mind, there's no windows in there.

I can't bother us in there.

We crawled to the bathroom.

I tell her to get in the tub.

I get in the tub after her.

We lay in there for a few minutes, and then we realize like, Okay, we don't hear the sound anymore.

We don't hear the wings anymore.

Obviously, we don't see the eyes.

So we end up just falling to sleep in the bathtub.

The morning comes around, my mom's looking for us just in the bathroom, and she's asking us, like firing guys in here, and we don't really respond to her.

We kind of just look at each other and have this mutual understanding, like we're never talking about this again.

Right, six years go by from the moment we talked about it, and I was talking to a friend and I was telling her about the story because we were switching ghost stories towards each other.

That's the first time I had ever spoken out loud about it, and she was like, have you ever heard of the moth band?

Obviously I never have, So when I got home, I fell into the rabbit hole of the moth Man.

He's basically like this humanoid feature that he's probably six feet to ten feet tall, wings obviously bury, some said he's not very He either pas black or gray, big red growing eyes.

The legend and myths behind him is that he is only seen before major events death, tragedy, and a lot of people who have experienced him from what I read and researched, they seen him before these events happened as like a warning that something was to come.

I called my sister.

We had never spoke about this since we were twelve and eight years old, so I called her and I said, hey, do you remember Those were the only words I got out, and she was like, I remember that so vividly, but I almost thought it was like a bad dream.

So we kind of recapped into talked about what had happened, and I was like, hey, I had a friend tell me about Mothman, so we kind of like agreed, like maybe that's what it was, because that's the only thing that made sin If I can take it back to twenty ten, is when all of this happened.

About two months after we saw the moth Man or heard the moth Man, my mom and my step grandpa both passed away on the same day, twenty thirty minutes apart.

My step grandpa was expected, my mother was not.

She was in a freak accident.

That was like, Okay, maybe he was coming to warn us, but it's not only that.

That kind of tragedy just follow our family for years after that.

After my step grandfa my mom's passing, my grandma passed two years after my mom, and then my grandfather's passed three years after my grandma, so it was like death just followed my family for a long time.

After that, we kind of just chalk it up to hey, like it was a mock man warning us.

We've never had that happen to us again.

Work from Oklahoma, you'll hear people talk about, oh, hey, did you see that shadow person?

Like shadow people are very common in Oklahoma.

You won't ever hear a person not mentioned the shadow person.

I guess like you can casually like oh, hey, like I saw a shadow person last night.

They're like, oh, I just don't acknowledge it.

Other than those things like there's nothing crazy that's ever happened to us, since it had to have been to Bosa man too warn us there's something coming for your family, just be prepared.

But looking back, that's the only thing that makes sense.

My sister is Native American and at one point we thought, oh, well, maybe like natives, there's like the medicine people and stuff.

But it just didn't feel like it wished any harm.

It didn't feel negative, it didn't feel anything like that.

So, I mean, it's the only thing that makes sense to us.

So even if in some way it's like not the Mothman.

I think we just both feel better.

They're saying that it was I just wanted to like tell this story just in case anybody else has that same experience.

They could know like, hey, like maybe it's not like an evil entity.

Maybe it's like this mothman legend coming to just warn you, like, hey, be prepared.

Now we are on to our second story.

Here is Michelle's true scary story.

When I was a kid, me and my siblings, we always go to my aunt at my uncle's house.

My mom and my uncle they were very close.

So they had also three kids, two girls and one boy, same thing, so it was awesome.

So every night, my uncle will always tell us these scary stories, like you know about the blue house and how they always like become birds.

One day he just said, oh, yeah, the house I'm living in, it is haunted.

A woman died in the house.

I just assumed that he was just like being an uncle and all trying to scare us and everything.

I guess the house was felt like in the eighteen hundreds or whatever.

When he would tell us the stories about how every morning he would hear like thuds or like movements and stuff.

I will always assume that he was lying.

They had these old four bloords you can hear when people walking up the stairs.

For some od reason, like I couldn't sleep in that house.

I was always waking up earlier in the morning.

Every time in the morning, I would always hear like someone like walking up the stairs.

There was two bedroom upstairs, so it was just us kids just upstairs.

So I know that everybody's just say so I know nobody was walking up the stairs.

There was a bathroom upstairs, so it was always something always going towards the bathroom.

I told my aunt about it, and I said, you know, Diah, like I heard someone walk it up the stairs, and she'll be like, oh, no, it's probably just your imagination.

And I told my mom about it.

Like my mom and.

Her family they were very superstition family, She's like, oh no, it's probably nothing.

Just pray and then you know, God would protect you.

I told my cousin about it, like who is about the four bloors and stuff, and she said, yeah, I hear it every single night too.

She said that she literally saw a figure, like a dark shattered figure coming from the bathroom towards the room, staring at my little cousin.

She just said.

It was just like a man figure, like staring at her.

So when she turned away, she looked back again and it was gone.

She believed it was just in her head.

So there's bathroom downstairs.

The basement door is like right next to it.

For someone raising that basement was just very creepy to me.

It felt like something was there.

When I went to the bathroom downstairs, everybody was upstairs getting ready to go to bed.

My aunt was upstairs.

I thought that my uncle was downstairs in the basement because the door was open.

So I went to the bathroom.

I heard someone walking up the stairs and I heard like something like going towards the kitchen.

I was like, somebody's in the bathroom.

And then I heard my uncle call me from the outside and I was like, wait, who's downstairs.

Then went to the bathroom, went upstairs and I said my aunt, I'm like, I just heard someone down the spin.

She was like, oh, it's probably your uncle.

I was like, no, he just came from the outside, like I heard her door open.

And she didn't really say anything.

She's just like, oh, no, it's okay.

My uncle was the only one who actually said something like you heard things.

But my aunt she never really like engage about it, like she never really like say anything about it.

The only ones they will go downstairs in the basement or like my aunt and my uncle when they were doing their laundry, but that basement was there's something in that basement.

My brother who studies spiritual things that she said that I think that somebody died in that basement.

Then sometimes when spirits are like that, sometimes some random like a random demon can just appear in the house without no questions asked.

That night, my little cousin woke up from like a terror nightmare or whatever, like she was screaming and saying that like somebody was grabbing her foot or her ankle or whatever.

And then it scared me because it woke me up.

And then like you know, my aunt ran and she was just saying, what's going on.

She's like, somebody was grabbing me, like I felt someone grabbing me.

And she ated mayly blame on the boys because the boys room was right next to us.

They were like, no, we're sleeping, like nobody touched you, Like what are you talking about, And she said she could have sworen like she felt pressure like grabbing her, like wanted to like take her or whatever.

When that happened, I told my.

Aunt about it.

I'm like, yeah, like something's wrong with this house.

She was like, when we pray, you know, they can't touch us.

You know God would protect us.

I learned to ignore it, but I still hear it.

There was a shower downstairs in a basement, and there would be times where, you know, all I was sudden ittting ready for church on Sunday morning, and my aunt would be like, okay, when you guys go downstairs and take a shower.

So I didn't want to, so I did, and I swear like somebody was.

Watching me the whole time.

Everybody knows about the basement, the whole entire family till this day, like we all talk about that basement, like something was in that basement.

Over the years, my uncle and my aunt they move out of the house, but my uncle still owns that house.

So my grandmother ren to that house for maybe eight years.

I was like in high school, freshman in high school.

When she moved out, I asked my grandma, like, can we ever like experience anything.

She said no, it was mostly quiet.

My dad eventually moved in with my grandma, and my dad said he has her footsteps coming in and out in the bathroom, and he said he never really solidated, but she would hear it.

And he said that he felt like somebody was watching him, you know, going down you know, taking a shower downstairs in the basement.

Also, so I knew it wasn't in my head.

I had an older cousin who was like ten years older.

Than all six of us kids, and she has said that when my grandmother was living there, she went upstairs to the bathroom and she laid down on my grandma's bed, which is the same room where my cousin's room was at, and she said she just laid down and she saw a figure goingside the badroom.

Like it wasn't a shadow, it was actually like a like a human figure.

She said it looked like a hunchback woman going towards the bathroom and she thought it was my grandma.

And she's like, Grandma, I'm in here.

Are you room?

Grandma?

Where you're at?

And then my grandma's downstairs and she's like, all I'm down here.

What are you talking about?

She's like, okay, yeah, I'm out of here.

She told my aunt about her.

This is my other aunt, and my other aunt also said that she's seen red eyes in the mirror in my grandma's room.

It was always something about that room, through the bathroom into the basement.

I'm not sure what actually happened in that room or I'm actually in that house.

My uncle still owns this house till this day, but the houses can dance, and nobody lives in that house, and he still says that it feels like somebody is watching him, like towards the window.

My mom she will go there to help my uncle, you know, like cut the guy's clean up and everything.

She remembers one time when she was helping my aunt and my uncle, you know, helped my grandma wi out of the house that the neighbor.

She said that the house, it feels like the house is staring at me every night because they have windows in front of the house, like two windows, and that's the room where my cousins were sleeping at and she said that feels like somebody was staring at me.

I still dream about the house.

I told my mom about it.

My mom was like, it's kind of weird because she still dreams about the house.

And my uncle still dreams about the house.

And she literally told my uncle, I think the house is calling your name, Like the house is like probably like launts your back in the house.

I have not been in that house since maybe when my grandmother was about to move out of the house.

Even then when I was older, like I still hear the like the the floor creek, but along the way.

Once you get older, you try to like forget about it because like that's something you don't want to think about that something like you don't want to like experience, but like it just happens.

My mom and my uncle, they're the ones who actually experienced more than I did.

There was so many stories that I'd say when my mom's mom died, like in Mexico, they have to you know, like the corpse in the house for a whole week.

And she said that she sometimes will go downstairs.

She'd be afraid because you know, my grandmother's corpses right there, you know, like she just passed.

I just think, like my mom and my uncle, like they experienced more than they you know, not saying anything, but like I know they did because my mom said she sometimes go in the house and she feel like bad energy.

But she said the only place she felt bad energy in the house was in my cousin's room in an a basement.

Like nothing else in that house.

It was just those two.

My mom said when she was when they were going to go bury my grandmother, I guess they had this aunt who was like taking care of the house when everybody was in the cemetery, and my mom said, the aunt told everybody that she saw my grandmother walking towards the bathroom in the hallway while they were burying my grandmother.

My mom said, when she went to Mexico, maybe like two years ago, the neighbor, some neighbor lady told my mom saying that my daughter sees this old woman in the house.

And she was like, what are you talking about?

She was describing my grandmother, and it was waving at her like saying hi.

My mom was like, my mom's been dead since the eighties, what are you talking about.

I did went to that house when I was a kid.

This is during the time my grandfather was passing away.

The same room where they had my grandmother's courts.

It's the same way we slept that I'd never really, you know, felt anything in that house, but like to this day, the house is still saying in.

My mom goes there, you know, cleans it up, and my aunt, my mom's older sister, would sometimes go there to like you know, check on the house.

And she said one time where she was just sitting outside smoking a cigarette, just looking at the neighborhood and she saw like the blinds moving out of nowhere and there was no when the doors were an opening anything.

So she said, their house is.

It could be my grandmother, like who has has unfinished business, or it could be like other spirits.

My mom said, like sometimes spirits can't.

Follow you, and I would like to think that like a spirit follow my uncle into that house, because I don't really know what happened into that house, but to this day we all call it the demon house.

Like I don't want to go there, you know, things like that.

Sometimes it's just in your hair.

Sometimes you know, your brain messes with you.

And I think that along the way, I just like did that just like assume like I may remember my brain is just messing with me.

But like I am not lying, like I do feel like something was in that basement.

Thank you Natalie and Michelle for taking the time to share your stories.

These both they hit me in a very particular way because they deal with childhood, right, and all these memories makes me wonder as children, at least for me, what did my parents have believed me had I said that I had seen a ghost or something like that?

And I think so like my dad especially, I think my dad was the one that he would kind of encourage it to be like if you see something, just kind of talk to it.

I don't know if my dad, I don't know if he knew what he was talking about, right, but he would always tell me that.

It makes me wonder, is this why I'm so interested in this?

And it is why since it felt accept it to him, did I somehow accept it?

Did it somehow open my own ability to be able to at one point, years and years later, actually see something that will make me question all reality?

So it makes me wonder, do you think your parents would have believed you if you would have told him, Hey, I think I just saw a ghost?

Or did you see a ghost?

And did your parents?

Did you tell your parents or did you keep it to yourself because they wouldn't believe you?

What's that?

Like?

Very very curious to know?

Also now with that, we're on the topic here regarding the ghost stories and the interest in the paranormal just out of curiosity?

Here, were you interested in ghost stories, creepy stuff, mystery stuff like that when you were a kid, or is that like something that you, I don't know, grew into once you got older, because I know for me the stories like first off, the Goosebumps series by r ol Stein, those books, I had all of them.

Now I have a collection of those books, absolutely love them.

I would read them all in one sitting.

It was like, not all of the books, but like read a whole book in one sitting.

They're pretty short now, right, it's easy to do now, But as a kid, this felt like, Wow, I'm reading a chapter book in you know, a few hours.

It was really cool.

Then obviously scary stories to tell in the dark.

All three books the ones that got banned in school, like you weren't allowed to read them anymore because I guess they were too scary, or I think it was the illustrations that had gotten in the way.

You know where we will not you're not allowed to read these anymore.

I remember those.

I also remember in a dark, dark room.

Then then I'll obviously all the other ones.

I got older getting into Stephen King and all these other books.

But like books were my way into scary stories.

This is what I really liked.

Obviously I can think of now.

I guess TV shows as well.

Are You Afraid of the Dark?

I used to watch a Spanish version when because I didn't have cable at home, so when I would go visit my family in Mexico and I would stay with my cousins, they had cable in Spanish.

Right, Nickelodeon was in Spanish, so it was called that they may sell that Are You Afraid of the Dark?

And I used to see it like that.

I don't know why.

It was so scary.

Also, that's when I discovered Hey Arnold in the really creepy episodes.

So many good memories with all that.

Really really really liked ghost stories since then, and then obviously I could.

I would read every scary story I could get like a hold of.

When I was in elementary school during recess, when I was allowed to go to the library or like you know, rainy days, sometimes you could hang out in the library.

It was great, you know, because you could just and I would go through all of them.

They didn't have that many, like that many scary books, but when thee were they would get a new one.

The life very and news that I wanted to read them, so she would tell me, Hey, we just got a new book.

You might like it.

Very cool, very interesting stuff to think about how we got into it.

And then with podcasting and radio and stuff like that.

Everybody knows this already about me La Mano Peluda.

It was a very creepy radio show where people would call in, they would tell their scary stories live on the air or maybe they were pre recorded.

As far as we knew they were live, and they they got pretty dark like these stories, and that show had a very very tragic ending.

We actually have an episode coming out on the podcast Paranormal Club where I talk with Michelle.

Not this Michelle from the story, but Michelle, the co host that I had for Scary Mystery Surprise and the podcast that we had together.

She's coming back on to Paranormal Club and we're going to talk about some of these like this, this actual scary show.

The thing that got me into the paranormal like story like storytelling, podcasting, the possibility of making a program around it.

So and this I heard when I was very very young as well.

So if you want to check it out, it's coming out next week, like it's coming out, yeah, next week, So it's uh.

If you're listening around the end of January, that's when it's coming out in twenty twenty six.

If not, it's already out, So go check it out.

Thank you so much for taking the time to drop comments there.

This episode for True Scary Story was also edited and sound designed by Sarah Borhizwindel a VW sound The additional production came from me Edwin Kovarubiez and the rest of the Scary FM team.

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We can find a way to share it either on social media and yeah, we'll find a way to kind of spread the word here again, you know where to find me.

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Remember tell me what you think about when your first paranormal experiences were, or when you got into ghost stories or paranormal content as a kid, or was it when you were older?

Let me know.

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I'd be happy to read it here on the podcast if if you find the time.

But that's all I got for you.

Thank you very much for listening.

Keep it scary everyone, See you soon.