This is a true story of my experience in the supernatural. The title I choose expresses the nightmare I once lived which started in 1972:

This is a story about a haunted house I lived in about 30 years ago. In Standish, Mi. I was only 21 yrs old when I moved into this, very innocent looking, but very haunted house. After moving in, sometime later I had opened doors I could not close. I was to find out I had awoken the spirits that inhabited a, Native American Indian grave site under the house. My life turned into a nightmare that would escalate into a battle between good & evil nightly for 4 years.

My dad purchased an old house that was estimated to be about 100 years old. While digging underneath the house in preparation to level it with jacks, he stumbled upon some bones. After a little thought and some dismay, he determined that the bones appeared to be human.. He was very upset and dumbfounded by this discovery. Still in shock and disbelief, he turned the bones over to an official to be tested. Later, he was told that the bones had been from the body of a Native American and that there could be more bones under the house. They believed that my dad may have discovered a Native American burial ground. At that time no one seemed concerned, as Michigan was known to have Native American burial sites state-wide. My dad did not wish to disturb the burial ground any more than he already had. He placed the bones back under the house and buried them in the same spot he had found them. He did not continue to investigate, hoping he had not disturbed any spirits that were at rest or protecting the burial ground. It was a well known fact that many burial grounds in the state of Michigan were thought to have had curses placed on them by the Native Americans years ago for protection against intruders.

While researching for my book years later, I searched for a reason for the horrifying intensity of my encounter with the supernatural. I began to collect as much data as I could find. At the local area Pinconning Library, I discovered an interesting book about the area’s Native American villages.

The Arenac County historian at the time was Calvin Ennes, the author of the document titled History of Arenac County, Michigan. The document is a 200-year genealogy of the Arenac County glossary of several Native Americans. This placed several tribes somewhere within the towns of Sterling and Augres and the city of Standish over many hundred years, although their exact location was unknown. The water shoreline at that time would have brought some of their villages into the city of Standish today.

This thing started walking into my bedroom again. I still couldn’t see what it was pacing up and down from my room into the living room.

I asked Mom quietly again, Do you still hear the footsteps Mom?" I was becoming rather frantic by now.

"Yes! she responded.

I just laid there and listened as the steps began to come closer and closer to my bed. I whispered "This is getting very freaky now. Should I just lie here scared? Or should I get some guts and ask who they are? Maybe it’s those spirits I asked to help me locate some buried money!"

I sat up in my bed and reached my head over the edge. I think I was close enough to be in their faces if I could see them! I just shut the fear off like a water faucet, and asked this thing "Who are you?" There was no response. "Are you the guy I called up from the spirit world to help me?" Ummmm, no response! "Well, are you going to talk to me?" Still no response! "What do you want?" I asked, becoming angry.