About 30 years ago me and my Mama were sitting up late one night watching an old black and white horror movie. My Daddy had long been in bed, I had think it was around 1am.
I was sitting on the couch to the left of fe front door, maybe 7 feet from the door. My Mama was sitting in a recliner right beside the door. All of a sudden Mama whispered at me to mute tv, which I did, and she whispered “there is something on the porch”.
Now my aunt that lives next door (if you read my previous post you have heard about her house) and at the time she had a lot of chickens, dogs and cats that would come over in our yard. I told my Mama that was probably the what it was. The blood drained from her face and she said “it is not a chicken”.
Then we hear a light knock on the door, I again tried to be rational and say it was bugs hitting the door. By the way the door is metal, no window. Then the knock got louder and we noticed a scratching sound that followed it.
Then it got loud. It knocked one time and then this scratching sound would go down the door, then it would do it again. I started to open the door but my Mama said to go get my Daddy. He comes in all groggy and went to the door but I told him to wait until he heard it.
He made fun of us saying we were scaring ourselves with the movie we were watching but then it did it again, even louder. Daddy immediately yanked the door open…nothing there. No cat, dog, chicken or bug in sight. He turned around and said “time for everybody to go to bed”. Never heard anything like that again.