Joe Wilson's Home-Personal Narrative

On November third, nineteen eighty-three at two o’clock in the morning, the Wilsons were awakened by a loud banging noise upstairs, except for Joe, a middle-aged, heavyset man with blonde hair and blue eyes. The noise sounded like someone had just hit a bench with a wooden baseball bat. Maggie, a dark hair, brown-eyed mother of fraternal twins, Reagan and Chandler, and wife to Joe Wilson, rushed to her kid’s room. When she finally made it down the hallway and up the stairs of their large split level house, the twins were already leaping out of their beds heading out the door. Maggie peeked inside the room and saw a young boy who appeared to be floating into the house through the window. The strange looking boy floating in mid-air was bald

A few seconds after Maggie made eye-contact with the young boy, who seemed to be demonically possessed, she fainted from fear, and fell to the floor. Reagan and Chandler ran down the stairs screaming to get their dad. Once they reached their parent’s room, Chandler pulled the covers off of their father and Rachel tapped his face, but there was no response. After several minutes of trying to awaken their dad, they called 911 for an ambulance. While waiting for the ambulance to arrive, Reagan and Chandler sullenly went back upstairs to check on their mom. To their surprise, Maggie was awake and crouched down in the corner of their bedroom. The boy, which was previously there, was now nowhere in sight. Relieved, they rushed over to their mom and asked what happened. Maggie couldn’t tell them, because she didn’t have a clue what had happened. Reagan and Chandler carefully guided their mom down the stairs to their dad. Maggie was startled when she saw her husband lying unresponsive on the bed and immediately started CPR. After what seemed like an eternity of chest compressions and mouth-to-mouth, the ambulance finally arrived and rushed Joe to the nearest

The next morning, Maggie filed a police report about seeing the young boy in their house the previous night prior to her husband’s death. The police went to the Wilson’s house to investigate, but the boy was gone and there was no sign of any unusual activity. The three of them went back to their home where they mourned the loss of their dad and husband. The next night went smooth, they all stayed in the guest bedroom, avoiding the room where they had seen the young boy, and the room where Joe died. Two days later, at Joe’s funeral, Reagan spotted a young boy that looked like the boy she saw floating into her room that dreadful night. Reagan rushed over to her mom and Chandler to tell them what she saw. The night of the funeral, thunderstorms moved in and a big gust of wind blew a tree limb down onto the power lines adjacent to their house. This caused a power outage in the middle of the night followed by a loud lightning strike, which woke Maggie up. Suddenly an image appeared to be floating toward her. The shadow immediately made her think of the young boy they saw the other day. Before Maggie could call the police, the young boy strangled her to death. Her screams woke Reagan and Chandler up. They hid under the covers crying and hoping the young demon boy would go away. However,