The House on 4th Street

Today's episode includes experiences at a house where everyone got to live through something paranormal.
When we listen to these stories, sometimes it's easy to dismiss an occurrence
when it happens only to you. This series of experiences is different. My
name is Edwin, and here is Nancy's true scary story. Back in twenty
fourteen, my dad decided to buy a house here in Las Cruces, New
Mexico, which was a pretty quiet small city. It's a lot of desert
in this area. He did have to work out of town a lot,
so the whole time that we moved here, he was hardly home. He
asked his parents if they were, you know, if they'd be happy to
come and stay with us, just so we wouldn't be by ourselves in this
new location. The time that they stayed with us, they did mention to
my dad, which I will say, these stories weren't told to me until
we were a lot older, because my dad just purchased his house. He
didn't want to scare us with these things that my grandparents witnessed. As time
passed and my dad was hardly ever around my parents, they grew apart.
They ended up getting divorced and then as time went, my mom ended up
remarrying. It's crazy because when she remarried, I don't know, but it's
like everything just builds up from there. There was one night when my mom
was feeding my brother. She was looking out of the bedroom door. She
saw a little kid identical to my sister, who was about three years old
at that time. She saw a little kid coming out of the bedroom.
She woke up my stepdad and told him, hey, my pink, Amanda's
sleep walking. Can you go check and put her back to bed. So
he got up, he searched the house and before he went back to the
room, he went into my sister's room and no, she was sound asleep,
like there was nothing, like everything was fine. He went back to
my mom and told her, no, he's Amanda's asleep and my mom's just
no, I saw somebody walking out of the room, but no, there
was nothing there. Then another incident was when my grandparents came to visit us
from Los Angeles. They had come down. They usually came down every summer.
This one particular summer, my grandma had come down and my grandpa and
they were sleeping in the bedroom. My grandma is one of those ladies that
likes to stay up and watch TV till late at night. She started getting
tired, so she ended up getting up turning off the TV. And she
told us that as she started walking to the room, she noticed like a
sulfur smell like something just it smelled really bad, like rotten eggs. And
she said that as she kept walking, all of a sudden, it was
like if there was a wall there, like she couldn't proceed forward. She
just opened her eyes and try to adjust her eyes in the dark, but
she saw like this big black shadow, like a big round shadow. She
said it was huge and it was dark. She's like, you couldn't see
past the shadow. She got scared. But the best thing she did is
she said she just closed her eyes started praying, and once she started praying,
she finished, she opened her eyes and that shadow was gone. She
would tell my mom that she would see shadows like a black shadow sitting on
our fireplace. She would tell my mom, every time I walk into the
kitchen, you got to pass the living room and the fireplace is right there.
She's I can see a black shadow. It's just like following me every
time I'm walking. We noticed too that we started hearing noises. We started
hearing voices in the kitchen where the fridge was located. Right behind you,
there was our laundry room, and it had those swinging doors. There'd be
times at night where we would like dread to go into the kitchen, but
we had to go because we were thirsty. So we would go grab a
cup of water, and you can hear someone breathing from behind you, like
someone was in the laundry room breathing, and oh my god, I just
remember. We would always run out of the kitchen and go into our room,
slam the doors because we were so scared. We hated just leaving our
bedroom because we always knew there was something there in that house. Another time,
when that incident happened with my grandma and she saw that black shadow,
my parents they ended up calling a priest. A priest came over to the
house. They blessed the house. Now, as he was blessing the house,
going from room to room, once he reached the living room area,
the little I don't know what it's called, but that little stick that sprinkles
the holy water that literally flew out of his hands twice. I remember he
was like, oh, so now you want to come out and play like
the priest said that, and he continued and blessed the house, and he
told us, hopefully this will work, everything will calm down. It did
for a while, but then again everything started up. There was one night
when I was in my room. It was late at night. I ended
up going to the restroom to go change. Literally, as I opened my
door to my bedroom, I saw a black shadow standing right in front of
me. Like it was like a man. You couldn't see his face or
nothing, but you can see the figure, the hands, the feet,
the legs. I remember like literally I almost bumped to it. I remember
turning around and running down the hall to my parents' room. I remember jumping
on my mom's bed, parting scared her half to death. She was like,
oh my god, what's going on? And I told him what had
happened. My stepdad got up. He looked around my room and he checked
all the locks, the windows, and he said, no, there's nobody
here. Everything's locked. And I was like, you know, I know
what I saw. That whole time. I remember sleeping probably for a week
or two with my TV on at night. I did not want to be
in the dark. I was so freaked out at that time. My stepdad
he ended up getting a job here at the prison and he was working graveyard.
Now. He was gone all night, didn't come home probably till six
in the morning. There was one time when my mom was talking to him
on the phone, having their late night conversations, and my mom all of
a sudden heard I'm going to kill you. And she was like, what
what do you mean? And then my stepdads what are you talking about?
She's like, why are you telling me you're going to kill me? And
my Stepdad's like, I didn't say the had in My mom's yes, you
did. You just told me you're going to kill me, But she said
the voice sounded so evil. That same night that happened, once my mom
talked to my stepdad, she hung up. She said she was going to
sleep, and then it was a windy night. I remember usually our summers
here are windy. That night, she said, she slept with her window
open. She had her blinds open too, so she could let all the
air, the fresh air from the outside, come in. She said,
as she was falling asleep, she started hearing somebody walking on the rocks on
the side of the house, which was right by her window. I heard
someone walking on the rocks. They approached the gate and she saw they were
fiddling with the lock. She said, I heard the lock open and the
gate open, and then it shut in like someone locked it up again.
And my mom's I heard the footsteps coming up to my window, which was
crazy because where she had her bed, the window was right above her bed
now in the wall in front of her. She had her dresser with her
mirror. She told me, I was so scared to open my eyes and
look at the at my dresser because she saw I would literally see if somebody
was over me through the mirror. She finally got the courage, she got
up, ran half the room. She called the cops. The cops came
to the house. There was nothing like the lock was still intact, nothing,
no footsteps, nothing. Everything was good. There was also another night
when my stepdad again was at work. He did work a lot great yard.
My neighbor Jesse he had come home late late at night and he saw
someone on top of our roof. So the next morning he had asked my
stepdad, hey, did your air conditioner break down? And my stepdad told
him no, he's like, yeah, I saw a man on top of
your roof, walking back and forth. He would stand by the where the
AC was and he would walk away come back because I figured you were working
on your AC and my stepdad no, he saw the AC's working. Fine.
When that happened, we ended up calling the priest again. The second
time around, a different priest came to our home blessed the house. Things
calmed down for a little bit, but not much after my stepdad had worked
there at the at the prison, he ended up leaving that and just getting
a regular day job. Him and my mom started working. There was one
night during the summer when my mom was she was to the point where she
was waking up early that morning. They had to be at work at five,
so they usually got up about four to start getting ready. While my
mom says that she was awoken by this ugly crying, she's it sounded like
my mom's just like this crying, like it was a baby or it was.
It just sounded so ugly. She was was loud. The weird thing
is that at the end of the street, we didn't have concrete or like
some men on our street. Yet it was nothing but rocks. At that
time, she saw I heard like horses, like the hoofs hitting the ground,
and I could hear the horses. I could hear them pulling the carriage.
My Mom's like, I heard that coming from down the street. Once
it passed our house, it reached the corner of the street and my mom
said, whatever was crying stopped. She's like, I didn't want to get
out of bed. She thought I was so scared she saw that morning.
She thought, I literally didn't even tell your stepdad. I just went got
up and I told him, hey, go turn on the car, because
she was too scared to go outside and turn on the car after what she
just had heard. So that was another story that we had witnessed, which
I thought was creepy. Even after hearing what went on in this place,
you can't imagine it getting any worse. And that's until you bring in Luiji
board. The rest of Nancy's story is coming up right after this stay with
us. There was a time too when my stepdad's and she had asked my
stepdad, Hey, there's this I have an RV. Can I come and
park it in your guys's yard Because we had a really big yard my stepdad
told her, yeah, that's fine, go ahead and bring the RV.
Just park it right here at the side of the house. So she did,
and we had one of her cousins she had come over one day.
She brought a Oiji board. We never have played with one, so of
course we were curious. After my mom saw the Oigi board, she said,
you guys better not touch that Oigi board. Did we listen? No,
We went into the RV ourselves. We started playing with the Oigi board,
which is crazy because this is the first time I've ever played with this.
And literally, for those people that have never played with the Ouiji board,
I can't say that eight moves like it moves. You feel that force
on your fingertips like you feel it moving. We played with the Oiji board
probably was me and my little sisters and my cousin. We played probably like
two three days in a row, not knowing that we had to say bye.
In the end, we ended up stuffing it. It was so bad.
We ended up stuffing the Oiji board in my stepdad's Camaro, which wasn't
working, but it was parked there in the front of the house. We
threw it in the passenger side, we covered it, went about our business.
That night, my stepdad found the Oigi board in his car and he
had called me outside. He's like, Nancy, were you guys playing with
the Ouigi board? And we were like no, and they were like,
don't li And we ended up telling them yes, we were playing with the
Ouiji board, and they told us, of course that was not real responsible
of us, because we can open gates and whatnot. Probably a few nights
after we had played with the Ouiji board, my stepdad and my mom were
outside by the front door. There were smoking a cigarette. My mom looks
over to the RV and she is scared, like she's just standing there with
her like she's not blinking. She's just like, oh my god. And
my stepdad looks over and he sees something. I'm sitting there in the living
room so I can see them, and they're like, Nancy. They're like,
come here, and I'm like no, what They're like, come here?
I didn't go because I was too scared. My mom literally told me
she's from the RV window there was a demon looking out, like his face
was on the window. My mom was so mad at us for playing with
the Ouiji board. And playing in the r V. She just said to
have us. The faith was like scrunched. She's all the eyes were red.
She's like it had horns, and she's all like the teeth were just
all sharp. She's as if he if that demon placed its face like on
the glass. My mom was so furious with us because she was like,
look what you guys brought. Now this is going to come into the house.
I was so scared, like I was terrified. I never went back
into that RV. There was one night when my stepdad he had gone into
the r V. He's like, yeah, he's I'm gonna go in there
and listen to some heavy metal music and drink some beer. So he had
gone in there with his cousin and they were drinking and they said that they
were just having a good time. All of a sudden they saw all these
flies, just tons and tons of flies on the ceiling. My stepdast said
had started smelling like something was rotting in there. And he's like, we
were like, screw this. We stopped the music. We like got out
of the RV. We locked it and the RVY like nobody ever messed with
the RV anymore. Our house in the front yard had like an indoor porch,
so you had to go through that security door, and then you have
your indoor porch that was all class, and then you had your front door.
My stepdad and my mom would always tell me that they would always see
a witch. They're like, she looked ugly, my mom's aw. She
was thin, She had this black, dirty burnt dress. My mom said
she had long fingernails. She was always walking back and forth in the porch,
like at night, always walking back and forth because she couldn't come into
the house. My grandma had sent my mom these cards that she got from
the church, like it wasn't Spanish, but saying you can't allow evil can
step foot inside the house. So that witch was always there in the porch,
like all the time. If we would get up at night, we
would walk by the front door. The front door had some glass on it,
but it wasn't see through where they can see inside. But we can
always see a dark shadow just walking back and forth in there. As time
went where my aunt and my nina had come over to visit. Also for
Malay, my mom put a day bed there in the living room because we
had this living room that was so huge, and it was right next to
the fireplace. My aunt was there laying down. She had woken up because
she started hearing drums, like just drums plane. She woke up. She
got up. She looked outside. Now outside in our backyard, it was
just the grass, a walk wall, and then over that wall was nothing
but dirt, no houses, nothing. So she looked out the window.
She said that she saw nothing but dust and she could hear the drums.
She ended up going to my mom's room. She woke up my stepdad and
my mom. They both came to the window and they both looked out the
window. Same thing. You could hear drums, just drums plane and like
music. And my mom and my stepdad ended up going out to the backyard.
They looked over the wall. My Mom's like, there's nothing over the
wall. It is nothing but dirt, like rising from the ground. So
my mom. In time, we experienced so many things in that house.
As I got older and moved out, I would come and stay at my
mom. Still there was a time period that from the time the sun went
down to the sun came up, we would literally hear someone running on our
roof. You would hear the big bang and then do doom doom, doom
doom, like someone walking across the roof. All night it did, it
never stopped. I remember one time I even asked my boyfriend he had spent
the night there with me. I told him, go look and see.
You can see what it is, the dare devil that he is. He
went outside, he looked up like he got on the bars and looked and
nothing. There was nothing there. As soon as he came back into the
house, you hear it again, boom and booms. You heard it all
night. That never stopped. Never. There was also another incident where my
stepdad he had seen an Indian standing in the doorway to their bedroom. We
ended up doing research on the house and we found out that the house was
where it was built was an old bear Indian burial ground. Our house was
located down on Fourth Street, right in front of Fourth Street. Our house
is like right there. As soon as you go down the street, you
see our house. We later on learned that the where our house was built
and our neighbors it was a cemetery, but our house was the entrance to
where the cemetery began. Back find we experienced a lot of things in that
house and even in other houses that we lived into that time. When I
experienced seeing that witch, I was in my bedroom. I was my It
was funny because my stepdad was in the living room playing video games. It
was late at night, it was like probably two three in the morning.
I gotta to go get a glass of water. As I was walking to
the kitchen, I had to pass that front door. I just remember turning
around and looking at the door. I froze. I froze my stepdad.
He looked at me and he's like, oh, you see her too,
And I'm like, yeah, she. I was like in shock. She's
she was like literally just standing there on the other side of the door,
just like my mom just cried her. She was like this tall, thin,
like frish looking being bony. She wore like a dark dress. Like
I said, it was Burt. It looked like it was Burt Long seeing
heernails these like sharp teeth. Oh my God. Like that image I'll never
get out of my head to this day. I can still picture her.
When that incident happened. Literally, I just turned right back around went into
my room. I didn't even come out of that room. I was like
forget the water. I'm stayed in my room. I was so terrified when
all those things were happening in our house. My grandma, like I said,
she's super religious. She would pray that things would get better, that
we would stop seeing things in that house. A period when she was there
stayed with us, she told us that she would see Michael, the archangel.
He would be there where our fireplace was. My mom and stepdad had
a lot of saints, like they had the Vida Lupe. They had all
the saints right there. My grandma would tell us he's always sitting there by
the fireplace. There was a time that nothing happened in the house. We
went probably like a good like five months nothing happening, and that whole time
my grandma was there, she would tell us she's keeps sitting there on the
fireplace the angel. And we were like, we don't see him. But
my stepdad was another one that got to witness the angel. She's he told
us too that he had seen him walking around the house at night, like
checking on us. So that to me was like, what, I know,
all those things exist, of course, but I never ever would have
thought, Wow, one of the angels is in our house, protecting us
from the evil that is out there. After my grandma was there at the
house, she that back to California. Things started up again, and my
stepdad was talking to her and told her, you know what, my stepdad
told my grandma, I think you took the angel, Michael, the arch
angel back to your house because everything starting up in the house again. And
my grandma confirmed in and she told my stepdad it's not that I took him,
but he followed me. I've seen him a couple of times here in
my house. So when that time, when that happened, there was a
night that my mom and my stepdad were outside. They were just there relaxing.
One of the summer nights. Like I said, the summer nights are
really nice here. My mom and my stepdad started hearing noises in the storage
shed that we have, and the storage shed was a good ways from where
they were sitting. It wasn't closed, but it wasn't far. Started hearing
noises coming from the shed and my stepdad and my mom. My mom heard
it, but she didn't see it. My mom was there with my stepdad
and my stepdad kept telling you, my mom, look, there's someone in
the shed and my mom was like, what do you mean, and she's
there's someone in the shed. My mom looked over to the shed and she's
there's nothing there, and my stepdad's like, yes, he's all, look,
there's something there. From the shed. It started calling out to my
stepdad. It kept telling him, Hey, come here and come into the
shed. I want to show you something. My stepdad was like, hello,
No, he kept telling you. My stepdad, Yeah, Nook,
it's me. It's Michael. I'm the angel that was in your house.
My stepdad was like, no, I'm not going into the shed, and
my mom's like, Nancy, she's I heard the voice. She thought it
sounded ugly, but my when my stepdad heard it on his end, it
sounded like a more human being. But my stepdad said that the figure looked
like a demon, So I betrayed. Like my mom heard the ugly voice
calling out to my stepdad from the shed. My mom'says that the demon that
was in the shed kept calling and trying to convince my stepdad to go into
the shed, and my mom saw screw that. She's all we got up,
went into the house, shut the door, and my mom's nope,
she's not. Too long after that incident, we ended up moving. My
mom was like, screw this, she can't stay in this house anymore.
She's all too many, like too many bad things just happened there. To
this day, my sisters and I will still have dreams of that house.
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