Recently (about a month ago) I moved to Fort Benning, GA. To be with my husband.
Since we moved here I've experienced some rather unusual things. We live in the Bouton Heights Village. I first noticed early in the morning after my husband has left for PT the front door sounds like it opens and then shuts. I thought at first maybe he was coming back in because he forgot something but I look out the window for the car and he's already left.
My husband and I don't have any children and once when I was home alone while he was at work I could swear I heard kids footsteps running up and down the stairs.
Then, just 3 days ago, I was driving home from Kelley Hill (for those who know the area) I was taking the main road from Martin Army that passes Davis Hill to Bouton Heights. About 15 minutes, the short way home. It's very secluded, no homes or buildings near. It was about 10 at night and I was the only car on the road so my brights were on. I saw a women, or man with long black hair standing in the ditch on the side of the road right next to the turn into Davis hill. I took a second look and no one was there. I couldn't make out what the person was wearing, or what it looked like other than white and very wild long black hair.
I came on here to hopefully get some feedback. Anything helps, I'm pretty freaked out! I'm hoping people in the area have experiences to share and I'm not just loosing, my mind! I noticed some people from Fort Benning have put their experiences on Google.
Please help!
Thank you!
I had a toddler and a newborn at the time and I had just laid them down for a morning nap when my husband was leaving for PT (just like in your story). I decided to lay down and take a nap too. The baby was asleep in his bassinet beside my bed.
Just when I started feeling halfway asleep I heard my front door open and close and heard footsteps walking all the way into my bedroom (similar to your story again). Assuming it was my husband who had forgotten something I didn't even open my eyes. I felt the bed sink down next to me as if he were sitting down, and then "he" rubbed my back and pulled the blanket over me. After that the baby started to whimper and I suddenly heard him start sucking on his pacifier and then the foot steps walked out of the house and the door open and closed again.
Once I heard the door close I looked up to check on the baby, and his pacifier was in his mouth, when it hadn't been at the time I laid him down. My husband called me at lunch time to check in as he always did, at which time I ask him why he had come back in the house after he had left for PT. Keep in mind that my husband is a very serious person, and not a jokester at all, he told me he hadn't come back in the house. My heart dropped into my stomach! I hope you see this comment, I know it's an old story, but I am so intrigued and thought you might be too.