The Angry Boy On Mystery Mile

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.