So I'm gonna I have this one titled Welcome to the neighborhood. All right, here we go. My wife, Cheryl and I have been together for ten years. We got married two years ago, and we just got a house together not even a month ago, and things couldn't have started off on a worst note. We moved to a small inland town of Georgia called way Cross. That's all the details I'm giving to avoid any more issues. We're on a quiet street with a big property that sits in the front of a medium sized patch of woods. This is one of the factors that really appealed to my wife and I because we planned to adopt a dog and raise kids here, so we wanted a big property for the dogs and kids to play. We both worked similar shifts. I get home around five pm and my wife gets home around six pm. The first two nights in the house went completely normal because it was the weekend and we spent our entire days unpacking our belongings. Well, on Monday night, when we both laid down in bed, we had just turned off the lights and maybe twenty minutes had passed by. From outside in the backyard, there was a loud sound of music blasting. This was strange. Our nearest neighbors on either side were spaced out enough where we couldn't mistake music from their yards being in our yard, so it's definitely coming from our backyard. We weren't even hearing anything like party music, nothing like that, but it sounded like very old, staticky, vintage music, something Luke could listen to. The windows were shut, so my wife and I exchanged horrified glances at each other and wondered where could that music be coming from. Well, I opened the window on my side of the bed and it was much more clear then. The song sounded like it was from the nineteen forties or something I later found out after researching. I looked up the lyrics and the song name was Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf by Henry Hall. It definitely has a slight aerie vibe to it, even though I'm pretty sure it was meant to be a happy song. But at the same time, listening to it coming from our backyard, it was nothing but downright horrifying. We were still learning the house, but we figured there must have been a backyard light switch downstairs. I ran downstairs to the back door and flick and flick the light switch next to the door on, and one of them, luckily turned to be the ended up being the backyard lights. I didn't see anybody in the backyard. I opened the door and the music was very loud. As I walked out into the grass, I realized it wasn't coming from the backyard, rather than it was coming actually from the woods. The song played to completion as I was standing out in the yard, just standing there looking around. When the song ended, there was dead silence. I went back to my wife and told her it was probably just some kids trying to scare us because we were new in town for whatever reason. Hearing myself say that made me realize how stupid and weird that would be. The next night, it happened again a few minutes after we turned out the bedroom lights to go to sleep, music from outside started blaring even louder, this time much louder. The song that was playing was the song that everybody's heard, Tiptoe through the Tulips, Sheryl. I have to go back and hear that. It sounds creepy though, so yeah, the song was Tiptoe through the Tulip Sherrol. My wife and I once again looked at each other, this time genuine disgust and worried, because we had hoped it was just going to be a one night occurrence, but here it was happening again. I looked out the window and I could see something on the grass out in the distance in my yard. It wasn't a person, but there was definitely something out there. Hmm. I told my wife I was going to go check it out, and she said we should just call the cops, and I said, yeah, yeah, I will in a second. I went out there with a mindset that I need to establish myself as the man in the house, not just to my wife, but to whoever was thinking that they could mess with us. When I was in the yard, I saw an object in the grass. Was smaller than I thought it was when I was looking at it throughout the window, but it was definitely blaring the creepy song it was coming from it. I realized it was an old radio. I turned it off and looked up at the window at my wife, who's watching, and I held it up, yelling, someone left this here to scare us, this music playing to scare us. What she did next was something I can say. I did not expect. She started screaming my name and that I needed to run inside. She kept screaming run, so I yelled back, asking why why. She screamed back, there are people behind you. This statement made my heart skip a beat, and I turned around to face the woods. I saw three figures standing I don't know, five or six feet apart from each other, clearly facing my direction. They weren't running at me, They're just standing there. I yelled, Oh shit, and ran back inside the house, slamming the door behind me. My wife was upstairs crying hysterically. I got on my cell phone and called the cops. Our wife and I were panicking, and asked them to get here as quickly as possible. Luckily, they arrived fairly quickly, and we explained the situation to both of the police officers. We showed them the radio on the ground. I asked them if they could take it back with them, as evident her fingerprints. I told them I'd only touched the top handle of it. They checked the front of the woods with their flashlights for a few minutes, probably as a deterrent to the people in the woods to stop their behavior. If they were even still there. The police left, and we went right back to feeling vulnerable and scared. Think, Christ, the people haven't returned. But this was only a few weeks ago. God forbid they come back and do this again or something even worse. Yeah, I don't. I don't know if I would be willing to show my bravery at a moment like that. I would just be like, well, I'm gone a cops right away. We always hear like as we share these stories we all and I'm reading about them. I always like read things like this, right, like, I'm gonna be that guy. I'm gonna I just don't know how I would. I guess it's easy to say, like I would handle it this way, but if you're actually in it, you know, how would you handle it? You know? Yeah, my mind would go immediately to like, if there's someone out here, they're crazy, right, I mean, like, I'm not gonna deal with that. I'm gonna call the cops. So we're now tasked with finding this uh tiptoe through the tulips? Cheryl Luke, are you familiar with this that one? I was familiar with the first one. I assumed that it may have just been a typo when I've sent this over. Maybe somehow his wife's name was Cheryl, so maybe it's tiptoe through the tulips. I've never I don't know I tiptoe to the tulips on the top of my head, but it sounds terrifying. Do you know this other one? He said, what was it? What was the song He's afraid of the Yes, yeah, I've heard that one before. That is a song I have listened to. And I was gonna say, you called it. Look listens to that blow your house down. So let's talk about this story again before we move on to the next one. Yeah, Luke, likelihood of this being real? Your opinion? I I do think it's probably real. But Jack had said that I would definitely not try to prove that the man in the house. I would just call the cops every time prank, like just I'm going to take a juke box and like set it in your yard. And I think that that was definitely the part that I pushed me over, like to like, you know, because if someone's just listening to music and they're in the other yard or they're down the road, you can hear it. There's no reason to flip out but if someone put something specifically in your yard to just play the song, I don't know. I guess there's a chance that maybe, like if it depends on the setup of their neighbors, could be like a little kid maybe put something there. But uh, yeah, if it's in the middle of the night, I'm not so sure that I would that I would, but I would brave that I would brave the elements three people were standing there. He said, yeah, that's pretty terrifying. Yeah, I would definitely book it. I would be like, oh, there's three of them. So he did say, oh shit, then book it. Yeah, yeah, soon he said that, I never go that's that appropriate reaction? That's appropriate. Can you imagine though, Like it's like the scary movie when they're like he's behind you and you're like and they're like what, but this is like real, This is like real to them, like he's behind you. Yeah, that would be absolutely terrifying. M m hm, m hm
