Today’s Spooky October entry comes to us by way of Sherry Whitaker.
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Sleepy Holler written by Sherry Whitaker
When I was in the 4-6th grades, we lived out in the country near Kingston, Tn. in an area called, Sleepy Holler. We lived off the road on a hill and had a long gravel driveway. The house had a full-size basement and big double wooden doors to a garage in part of that basement that you would have to get out of the car, open the doors, which made a very loud, definite sound raking across the gravel…drive the car in, turn off the motor, get out, slam the door of car, go close those wooden doors, scraping the gravel…then walk up the basement steps to the door which opened up to the hallway in our house.
My daddy worked the 3 to 11 pm shift. My little 3 yr. old sister and I was up with mother, who was rocking our new baby brother, watching TV, waiting on daddy. Sure enough, we heard the car drive up the long gravel driveway, car stopped, door shut, wooden garage doors open, scrapping that gravel, open car door, drive in, stop car,turn off engine, open door,close door…steps to garage door, scrape close the garage doors…we waited to hear my dad’s familiar steps up to our door…no steps!
My mother and I looked at each other with wide eyes…then the lights went out! “Mother, is Daddy playing a trick on us?” We both agreed that Daddy was fun, but would not pull that on us. No steps…we grabbed each other…the lights came back on…THEN…after what seemed like eternity…we heard a car coming up the long gravel driveway…the familiar sounds described above happened in the same order…then we heard everything…but this time Daddy came up the stairs unlocked the door and came in!
He found us shaking, wide eyes and wondering what scared us to death! My mother is 87, and I am 65 and we still look at one another and cannot figure out that one…we still talk about it and laugh and recall how we felt and we were not laughing then, but we both were there and we both experienced it!
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Yikes! I hope you enjoyed Sherry’s story as much as I did! And I’m hoping I don’t hear ever hear our garage door open by itself!
Tipper
That would be scary! I’m not sure if I would have got up and ran or tried to hide. Weird.
Loved the story, Ms. Whitaker!
That’s a great story! It makes me wonder about slips in time, or a parallel universe where some poor lost soul has been coming ‘home’ over and over again, not realizing it’s no longer among the living.
Your mother must be an extraordinary woman! I don’t know well I would have held up, alone in the dark with three babies to protect, with such strange things going on! Thanks Sherry, this is one creepy story!
I don’t think I will ever get tired of October and spooky stories.
Thank Sherry for sharing that story as i read it I actually could hear the wooden doors slide and make the grinding noise upon the gravel—interesting too, to hear the Lil’ sister remembers too—so it must have been a BIG event in your lives!!! LInda Kerlin
i love hearing those spooky stories.. it doesent take much to give me the shivers… lol and im not one to be alone in the dark… soooo im glad that there arent any big wooden doors.. with gravel noises around here
seems everyone loves this time of year and telling the tales of the season.
big ladybug hugs
lynn
Tipper,
Sherry, that was a great job you
did on telling a spooky story from
Sleepy Hollar. And the way you
described those big wooden doors
scraping across the gravel really
added life to the story. Thank you
for the enjoyment…Ken
Hey Sherry: I also live ‘near’ Kingston, TN and enjoyed your scary story! Today there are still strange things happening in Kingston and particularly ROANE COUNTY! Mostly unbelievable ‘politically oriented’ activities – but those activities are still scary – if you know what I mean!
Happy October!
Eva Nell
Tipper,
I started getting chill bumps, goose bumps and the rolling shivers reading this tale!..I live in Kingston, live on a hill, with a long gravel driveway, in a old house with a basement that had a wooden garage door…then I realized we didn’t have steps up and into the house, they are on the outside!..Ooooh, thank goodness for that one slight difference….
Thanks Sherry for the scare! We have heard the sound of breaking gravels in the night, only to look out and not see a car or anything for that matter, very spooky!
I believe there are many haints, ghosts, spooks and just plain old unusual happenings around these parts…I’ve heard some myownself…I truly believe there might be some leftover goings on (Civil War?) from the old stagecoach road behind our home…
We installed a alarm so we now know if for sure a car is crossing the circle in our drive and going back down the hill…We still can’t catch the car and sometimes it just don’t work???
Thanks Tipper and Sherry
Great job on the story, Sherry! Even though i was only three, I still remember those sounds, and how scared we all were!
(the little sister)
Well…that’s spooky for sure. I’d still be wondering too.
There is a lot in this world that we can’t explain and some things, I suspect, that we explain incorrectly. That’s better than no explanation at all.
What a great spooky story. Thanks to Sherry for sharing it with us!
Yikes! That would be scary. Loved the story. It made me have goose bumps just reading it.
Yikes! That is one scary tale. 🙂
great story, our garage door goes up by itself, but only when it gets really cold and the electric garage door opener makes it go up by itself. woooo woooo maybe it is NOT the door opener. now when it does it i might have to think about it.
Yikes… that story makes the hair on my neck stand on end!! Love that near IR photo too!
I enjoyed the story and more so because I am also from Kingston, TN!
Now that is spooky. I think I would have been under the bed.
Well that would have my heart beat overtime! It always amazes me when i hear of the strange things that happens to folks and no logical explanation for it.Guess it’s probably a good thing we don’t know. Enjoyed her story and am glad no harm came to them.