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Im not quite sure why K wanted me to post this on here, but from the amount of begging it seemed pretty important. Despite the rudeness, I am doing a friend a favor. Let me be the first to tell you K is the most level headed person I have ever met in my life. It is a hard story to believe but even if I hadn’t experienced it , coming from her I would have believed it. She isn’t the type of person to freak out over nothing. She has been through some tough stuff in her life, and makes it look like a breeze. She used to be the strongest female I know. What happened that night changed her completely. It changed me too. J tends to go out of town for work quite often. So K is usually at home alone. He tends to be a bit of a worrier, so everytime he is out of town we agreed that I’ll stop by to check in on K, see if she needed anything and stuff like that. This happened in early October, right around the time there were break ins happening in the neighborhood. The house next door to them got hit the night before. K has a gun and knows how to use it, but J still asked me to check in on her pretty often. I guess it was almost 11 or so, when I got a phone call from Js work phone. He says, Hey, im on the phone with K right now, and she is locked in our bedroom. She is crying and panicking. I think she heard or saw something that gave her scare. She wont leave the room to check and wont get off the phone with me. Can you check in on her.” knowing that she was on the other line freaking out and having him call me when he is uaually sound asleep worried me. Like I said, K isn’t the typ to freak out. So I threw so shoes on, and drove over. I live just a few minutes away. Right off I could tell something wasn’t right. I just had that feeling, so I grabbed my gun from under the seat, and walked up to the door. I got the strangest feeling in the world. I felt as if something was pushing me from the house. I could hear a lot of commotion, and I though for sure, someone was in the house. I was banging on the door, ringing the doorbell finaly I just grabbed the kety. I walked in an immediately yelled for K, to let her know it was me. She opened the door, and I heard her tell J, he is here. Then I glanced over into the kitchen, and I felt frozen. What was apparently a few seconds felt like a life time. I saw what appeared to be a black cloud was hovering over the island. It was thick, but translucent at the same time. I saw the oven open and close. Then the cloud suddenly hit the floor and started to rise like smoke does from fire. It appeared to kind of glow a sickly yellow color, and I could make out the figure of a very large being. It looked to be 7 or 8 feet tall. It had what I would compare to the scales of a lizard or a snake I couldn’t get myself to look at the face. I got a cold chill that shook me out of my frozen state, and all I remember is running down the hall grabbing the 2 year old girl, and the baby bag, and telling k to grab the baby and run. I kept telling her don’t look back, just go. When we finally got to her truck the little girl who had been in a sound sleep, popped her head up and asked about the black man with the cat. K pretended she didn’t hear but I know she did. I followed her to my mother’s house. I called her on the way to let her know what happened, and asked her not to ask k questions so she would calm down. K spilled it all and my mom called my aunt who works in the catholic church in Navasota, and she a friend of hers, a priest who said he’d be over first thing in the morning. As soon as I knew she was ok, I left to go home. On the way I called j, and tried to explain to him what happened. He thought I was crazy. I thought I was crazy. I eneded up driving to my girls house, and then I remembered we didn’t lock the door and I thought about the break ins. Now k knows I saw something but she doesn’t know this next part and J has asked me never to tell her. I told my girlfriend everything that happened. She didn’t believe me and thought we should go back to lock up the house. I did not want to go. When we got back the door was wide open which is I guess how we left it. Every cabinet door was open. The fridge was open. The over open but nothing out of place. Until we went into the baby’s room. All of his clothing from the drawer were neatly placed in a circle on his floor. In the middle of the circle was the picture frame that held his sonogram picture and first photo. That really freaked me out. In the girls room it was the same thing. Only all of the clothing laid on her floor was white with no picture. That strange feeling I had before was gone, but the way everything was left was too creepy for words. K went back to the house to get some clothes for her and the babies to go and stay w/ j while he was working in Beaumont. My aunt and her friend went with her, and asked her to leave as soon as she had gathered items. I’m not sure what went on there, but I know whatever my aunt told my mom really scared her. I know they found some other stuff disturbed that wasn’t when we got there, and they told us and k and j to be sure they baptized the kids. K doesn’t understand why. J wants to keep it that way for her own sake. Before then I have never been a religious person but you better believe that I am now. K is different. Its like something took a spark from her. I know I’ll enver get over it. I ask that you please do not disclose the info about the baby stuff. It has taken K so long just to be ok after that I don’t want her and I know her husband doesn’t want her freaking out again. Sorry this was so long I just wanted to be thorough. im only going to leave this up til about 6 tonight.
