I am not normally a person who submits things like this
but when I saw the story from a year or so ago about Kelly
Road I had to share my own experience there.
See I used to live on Kelly Road, before the part called
Mystery Mile actually began. But we owned a lot of
property, about six acres worth, and part of it spilled
onto the mile, in particular our backyard.
I was only little when we first moved there, probably
eight or nine. For a long time nothing ever happened to
me. But my room faced the back yard where part of our land
fell onto Mystery Mile, and I can remember every night
going to bed terrified. I was so cold, even in the summer
when it was really hot out. My parents told me I would get
used to it but I never did. For four years it went on this
sense of freezing cold and unexplained terror that I felt.
But one night I decided I was sick of being so scared. I
forced myself to get up and go to the window and look out
at our back yard. There was someone there and even though
it was pitch black outside I could see him as if it were
daylight. His face was pale and white and his eyes were so
sad. I don't understand how but even though he was far
away I knew what his face looked like. But the incredible
thing was the clothes he had on, which looked to be
decades old.
I was so afraid I could not bring myself to turn away from
the window. The boy glared at me and the gap between us
seemed no further than I am from my computer screen right
now. I tried to scream but nothing came out. I felt so sad
and so afraid. My eyes were watering but from the sadness
or out of fear I do not know.
Finally the boy went away and I screamed and screamed. My
parents ran in and I told them what I saw. They insisted I
was sleep walking or having night terrors and that I
should go back to sleep. But I couldn't sleep for a long
time.
I asked our neighbor about it a few days later. He told me
about how strange things always happened just past where
my house was and that sometimes, the people who lived
there would see things and sometimes they wouldn't.
Later that night I was in the kitchen, one floor below my
bedroom. I was making a snack when I glanced out the
window and jumped out of my skin. The boy from a few
nights before was standing outside, but a lot closer than
he had been. His face was angrier than it had been before.
I ran into the living room and told my dad. But when he
went out to look there was no one there. My dad was
starting to get worried about me and honestly, so was I.
But that was not the worst of it.
When I went into my bedroom that night the boy came back,
but he was in my room, just inside my window (which was
closed). He looked very angry. I was so scared all I could
do was scream for help. My parents came in and they must
have seen something too because they pulled me out of the
room and slammed the door. Nobody slept that night, but I
told them about what our neighbor said. I didn't sleep in
that room anymore.
The next day my dad came back from the neighbor's and was
really upset. He said that our neighbor told him the boy
never got that close before, he never came in the house
before. He thought it meant something bad so he called the
real estate agent who sold us the house. The agent
admitted people had seen some odd things but that nothing
bad had ever come of it. My dad didn't take any chances
and he had us moving off of Kelly Road very fast.
Sometimes I still the boy in my dreams, even though it was
ten years ago. I'll never forget the terror of feeling
that other presence in the room with me and seeing the
sadness and anger on his face. There are so many people
who lived on this road with stories to tell you could
start a new website on it alone. I'm glad to see someone
sharing their experience about it, it gave me the courage
to do the same. If you are ever in ohioville stay off of
Kelly Road or you may live to regret it.
Contact me here: arissa_baby@lycos.com
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