Cowboy vampire

As a young child I had several things happen to me that have stuck with me even now (I'm 34 years old). I'd like to share one of those events now. I'm sure I'll garner some doubters, but that's ok. Even though I was only 4 years old I remember the event vividly.

My grandparents had an old two story house behind their main house. It had a single bedroom upstairs. While nobody lived there my grandparents kept it clean and tidy, ready for company. I had an aunt and her husband who were in the military and they came home to visit. They stayed in that house and I wanted to spend the night in it with them. There were two beds upstairs, one on either side of a window. I slept in one and they in the otherI laid in bed for some long time unable to sleep. My aunt and her husband were asleep.

I rolled over facing them and saw a man in a brimmed hat standing right up next to their bed looking down upon them. Though the lights were all off there was plenty of light coming in through the window. I could see much of the room fairly clearly. This figure had an unnatural color (almost an illumination or reflection, but maybe not quite). It looked soft like moon light. It's hard to describe. It was solid looking though, not see through at all.

This scared me so I covered my head up for what seemed like a long while. Finally, I looked out from under the covers and the thing was right up next to my bed looking down at me. I'm getting chills as I write this. It's hat looked like a cowboy hat. It had a hankerchief tied around it's neck. It's face was very white and soft moon light like. It's face was slender. Where the whites of it's eyes should have been it was black. The part that should have been colored (the iris I think) was white. I even remember vividly that I could see that inside the white irises there were lines that were whiter like how we have a textured look in our irises. It's mouth was slightly open and it had fangs. I never saw it move at all nor did it make any sounds. I covered my head up again for a while and when I checked again it was gone. Ever since I have called it the cowboy vampire.

The adults told me I was dreaming, but I never accepted that. I saw it. I think that maybe it was something that had taken up residence there. The house had been unoccupied for about two years. A quite place where nobody would bother it. As it turns out that aunt of mine is today a certified clinical mental case, a sociopath. I've sometimes wondered if I had not seen her demon or something.

I have two other stories, not quite as exotic, but still scary that I'd like to share. Tomorrow though, it's late here.

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www.abovetopsecret.com...

What is this freaking thing?

Originally posted by Erectus
It's mouth was slightly open and it had fangs.

You were either dreaming or you are making this up, either way,
vampires only have fangs in popular culture, none of the old legends mentions fangs.

I never knew that a figure in a brimmed hat was something that is widely seen. I can't remember if it had a coat on or not. I don't remember details of it's clothing except that it was dark. I only focused on the eyes. That image is seared into my brain.

Many of the stories in those threads described a face that was hard to see. I saw the face very well. The skin seemed taut kind of like how a malnourished person's face would look. I described the color as white and soft like moon light, but it had a grayish tint in it too.

My impression was that it was wondering what we were doing there. I also thought maybe it was surprised that I could see it, but I have no basis for either impression. It's just what I think. Only later after my aunt went nuts did I ever consider that it may have been attached to her.

Originally posted by LionOfGOD

Originally posted by Erectus
It's mouth was slightly open and it had fangs.

You were either dreaming or you are making this up, either way,
vampires started having fangs after Bram Stoker wrote so.

I'm not arguing that it was a vampire. It did have fangs though. I'm not accusing it of having been a cowboy either. It's just a seemingly appropriate name that I gave it as a child.

Holy Cow!,,,Very weird! I vaguely remember being scared as a child that the man with the wide brim hat was in our hallway....this post just made me remember all of that! .....I never saw him, but saw his shadow in the hallway,a nd knew he was there, outside my bedroom dole ..and it happened a lot ! ...I remember being scared , but he never came down the hallway or to my room. ( of course we had a lot of other weird unexplainable things happen in our house) ....oh my god, I'm freaking out right now!

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Read the thread I linked. Read it now.

Here's another odd story. It must have been about a year later I was in my own bed which was right next to my bedroom door. I was always a scared kid. The place we lived at the time always had me scared. I leaned out of my bed and looked out my bedroom door. I could see the living room, through to the kitchen, and the hallway that led to the rest of the house. There was some light in the lr and kit, but the hallway was very dark.

Standing in the hall was a human form. It was slightly blobish, being kind of thick like with no neck. I know this sounds odd, but it was black with white splotches all over it. It did nothing that night.

I saw it on two other occasions and both times it was in that same spot. Those times it rose up and flew toward me. I even remember checking my bedroom wall the next mornings thinking that it must have flew into it.

And another story. This was years later. I was a young teenager. It was the same bedroom, but I no longer lived there. It now belonged to my aunt (not the crazy one). I was sleeping in the same bed as my cousin. The bed was actually in the same place as my old bed. My cousin was asleep. Low on the inside of the wall something began scratching the wall loudly. It sounded like how a single fingernail might sound if dragged heavily and slowly against sheetrock. This couldn't have been more than a foot or 18 inches off the floor. It went down three walls, all the way around the room to the side of the bed where my cousin was sleeping (and where the closet was). It then stopped. The funny thing is that there was furniture and stuff along this wall. Also, there was no interruption to the scratching sound. I thought this was odd because how could there not be some kind of interruption when whatever was doing the scratching got to the corner of each wall and had to make the turn.

So is this cloaked man death? Or a demon? Or is he more of a witness? Because no one died in my house when he was there, and I don't recall anything bad happening around that time?

Originally posted by Meldionne1
So is this cloaked man death? Or a demon? Or is he more of a witness? Because no one died in my house when he was there, and I don't recall anything bad happening around that time?

Same here. Nobody died in my family for years after that and I don't recall any bad things happening.

Yeah, I really have no idea. Nothing bad ever happened with it to my knowledge. I've never seen the thing, I've just heard a ton about it.

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Great, now I have to head to bed and I'm all freaked out...strange how this memory brought up such terror? ...I never saw the man, only the shadow, and sometimes I could sense he was there with out seeing the shadow. Im remebering more and more....So who is it? ..and if it was the grim reaper why was in our house when no one died...could it be a spirit who helps others who are dead visit their loved ones? Or maybe he's a ghost bounty hunter looking for rouge spirits!,,, I'm gonna go with that! So I can sleep! I'm Gonna pretend he's a ghost bounty hunter looking to catch rouge spirits and keep us safe! Lol.....

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Bitchin.

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Your house sounds like how ours was, there were a lot of weird things that happened....I have thought about this one thing that happened my whole life, and always wonders what it was...( not to change your topic, but would like your opinion) ..I was a kid, and it was a summer day. My window was cracked a few inches with a screen on it. I woke up to a knocking noise on my window.my window was 12 feet off the ground so you would have needed a ladder..but there was a person outside trying to wake me up. I sat up and and looked, and I swear it was Casper the friendly ghost. Really, that is what I saw, as a child. But it scared me, and I started screaming for my mom. Casper the ghost kept saying", open the window and come with me", trying to be my friend and I kept screaming! I was scare! Finally my mom came and the thing left just before she came into my room. To this day, I wonder if it was a pedophile trying to grab me, and I imposed the vision of Casper, or if some ghost came to see me. But whatever it was , they couldn't get my window pryed open to get in! Any thoughts on that?

Originally posted by Meldionne1
reply to post by Erectus

 

Your house sounds like how ours was, there were a lot of weird things that happened....I have thought about this one thing that happened my whole life, and always wonders what it was...( not to change your topic, but would like your opinion) ..I was a kid, and it was a summer day. My window was cracked a few inches with a screen on it. I woke up to a knocking noise on my window.my window was 12 feet off the ground so you would have needed a ladder..but there was a person outside trying to wake me up. I sat up and and looked, and I swear it was Casper the friendly ghost. Really, that is what I saw, as a child. But it scared me, and I started screaming for my mom. Casper the ghost kept saying", open the window and come with me", trying to be my friend and I kept screaming! I was scare! Finally my mom came and the thing left just before she came into my room. To this day, I wonder if it was a pedophile trying to grab me, and I imposed the vision of Casper, or if some ghost came to see me. But whatever it was , they couldn't get my window pryed open to get in! Any thoughts on that?

You aren't derailing the thread. I'm interested to hear any stories that people have.

My first thought is that something was trying to lure you to fall and die, honestly. I've always heard that children can sometimes be more in tune with the spirit world or whatever. I think maybe I was. I'm not into all this stuff at all, but I won't deny my own experiences either. I don't know.

I read a freaky thread on here earlier about the national forests and a boy that got lost and was maybe kidnapped by something. That's actually what made want to write my own stories. There may be things that prey on children sometimes. That seems contrary to the fuzzy feelings of God and Jesus though. All these kids who die in accidents in pools, falls, getting lost, etc. Some of them may have been lured to their deaths.

I have one more story to tell. This one isn't about me. It's about my aunt (not the crazy one). Before I was born she got into witchcraft for a time. Now, this woman isn't a nut job or anything. She is a down to earth person who isn't known to make stuff up or anything. She got into witchcraft pretty hard. She claimed that she had travelled the astroplane and could make the wind blow through the trees.

One day she called my mom to come over. When my mom arrived she wanted her to help her burn all the books and witch stuff that she had. She said that she had had a vision and saw a sharp dressed handsome man in her bedroom door way carrying a suitcase. She said that the man was the devil and that he was coming to move in with her. So she quit witchcraft right there.

Some time before this my mom and her boyfriend (this was some years before I was born) showed up to visit with my aunt. They had been drinking. My aunt told my mom that there was a demon in the house. My mom and her boyfriend being drunk thought this was funny and started poking fun at it, laughing at it and calling it out. A week later my mom awoke in her bed (she still lived at home, being about 18, and shared a bed with my other aunt...the crazy one). The bed was shaking so violently that she was almost shaken out of it. She said she was on her hands and knees clutching the bed trying to not fall off. My aunt was in the bed with her and slept through the event. Though my mom told no one of the event at the time her boyfriend called her a week later describing how the exact same thing had just happened to him.

And a totally unrelated story about something else that happened to me. I lived alone in that same two story house where I saw the "cowboy vampire" many years before. I was 18 and at the time was on meth (not this night, but I mean I was doing meth at this time of my life). I had been sort of fighting an addiction and had turned (as so many do) to the bible. I was up stairs reading the bible and read the versus that concern how when a man kicks a demon from his house the demon comes back to find it clean and swept and the door locked. The demon gets wroth and goes and gets more demons more terrible than himself. They return and move into the house and the end result of the man is worse than before. Well, I has prayed to God to help me and to kick out my demon.

I actually felt at peace that night (reading the bible and praying can do that). As I lay in bed suddenly something began beating on my front door hard enough to shake the whole house. It hit the door at least three times. Whoa. That really freaked me out. I hollered "who is it' and of course nothing answered. Finally I worked up enough courage to go down stairs. That door if pushed hard enough would just open up. It had no lock on it at all (this was out in the country where locks were hardly used even if folks had them). Something hitting the door that hard should have knocked the door wide open, but it was shut.

My grandmother lived next door and I went and slept on her front porch that night. I didn't want to be anywhere near that house.

You live in that house now?.....I'm not in the same house......, my parents built the house we lived in when I was born. Cleared the land and built it. I always thought it was the land that had spirits attached to it...but now I'm not so sure after hearing similar stories , and especially of the wide brim hat man.....I do have to wonder if the wide brim man is more of a witness for someone, or some thing. Like he checks in and reports back, keeping track of things or people.....because he is everywhere! But he doesn't necessarily do anything. He Just spooks people out. ....and again, maybe he is looking for other spirits wo,are lost, trapped, or don't want to cross over..( just my wishful thinking) .the bounty hunter! ....as for the 3 knocks, ..I have read something about that somewhere....?... Yeah, that wpuld scare the crap out of me....when I was 15 my parents went out to diner one night, and i stayed home alone. In our hallway there was a full length mirror, as i was dancing around to madonna, I saw the reflection of a person behind me in it! II turned around , no one was there! I screamed, and I ran out of the house and locked myself in one of my fathers snowplow trucks until they got home...so I can relate!

Originally posted by Meldionne1
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I was a kid, and it was a summer day. My window was cracked a few inches with a screen on it. I woke up to a knocking noise on my window.my window was 12 feet off the ground so you would have needed a ladder..but there was a person outside trying to wake me up. I sat up and and looked, and I swear it was Casper the friendly ghost. Really, that is what I saw, as a child. But it scared me, and I started screaming for my mom. Casper the ghost kept saying", open the window and come with me", trying to be my friend and I kept screaming! I was scare! Finally my mom came and the thing left just before she came into my room. To this day, I wonder if it was a pedophile trying to grab me, and I imposed the vision of Casper, or if some ghost came to see me. But whatever it was , they couldn't get my window pryed open to get in! Any thoughts on that?

Wow, it's like a scene from a movie. I bet it was terrifying for a kid. Can you remember any more details? How exactly did that thing look?

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What ever it was..it looked like Casper the friendly ghost. No hair, cream colored, big head...I remember thinking it was all wrong because Casper was a cartoon. But there he was at my window asking me to open it. For some reason it could not open the window ( which slid to the side when opened ...it didn't flip up) and it could not enter my room unless I opened the window or invited it in.I remember thinking it can't come in here unless I let it. There was a screen on the window too, my window was cracked open about an inch or two, and the window was beside my bed.the tapping on the window was what initially woke me up. I remember sitting up in bed and yelling for my mom several times.I remember being scared and not taking my eyes off of it. My mother yelled from her room for me to go back to sleep..I remember she was not getting up to help, and I needed her ! .At that point I paused and actually thought about opening the window because it was Casper and Casper was suppose to be friendly. But then every ounce of my body went into defensive mode and I thought " no way, this is wrong, and mom will be mad" . I remember thinking how it was odd that my mother was not coming to help me...and started yelling for my mom again over and over...Really loud! I got really scared and kept saying, " no I'm not opening the window " to what ever it was. Then it got mad at me for not doing as it asked and said it had to leave. And I was missing out on the ride. ...I have no idea what that meant? .but. We did have a train that ran by our house each night. It was the Maine railroad that traveled from NH to maine with cargo. The train started to pass by our house at the exact moment that Casper left, and I could see the light reflections from the train on our garage .i remeber that was odd too. then It left, and then my mother came into my room. The timing was weird....and I told her there was someone at my window. My father went outside and looked around but didn't see anyone. ...To this day, my mother remembers that night, and me claiming it was Casper at my window.

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Good for you not letting it in. BTW, I have a similar story -- when I was little I saw shadow people dancing (having a party?) outside the window of my bedroom. And that room was on the 3rd floor! Really spooked me out and to this day I'm not sure if I was having hallucinations of some sorts or I really saw them.