The Tapping Black Stick Man That Frightened His Mom

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When my mother was about 18 she was visited by what she calls The Tapper. Every night for three months, something would tap on the window of the room she was in, but only when she was alone. This would happen even if the curtains were drawn. Every single night, without fail, this would happen. As soon as anyone else went into the room, or outside to investigate, the tapping would stop.

My grandpa and both my uncles were living in the house too. After three months of this tapping it suddenly ceased. As the silence continued for two weeks grandpa and my two uncles decided to go on a fishing trip one night while my mom stayed at home.

It was just getting dark and my mom was sitting in the living room reading. Then she heard a tap … tap … tap … tap.

She assumed it was the youngest uncle trying to scare her, as it was the sort of thing he would do.

“Bill, knock it off,” mom shouted.

The tap … tap … tap continued,

“Bill it’s not funny, stop it!”

Tap … tap … tap …

Mom got up from the couch and anxiously went to the window.

“Very f****** funny Bill!” and she tapped on the inside of the window herself.

Instead of a tapping sound she heard what seemed to be a hand slamming against the window in response.

Though scared she went back to the couch, still convinced it was the uncle.

At the same time the phone started ringing. It was my grandpa calling her from a neighbour’s house to tell her they had looked in, and would be staying there for a while.

“Is Bill with you?” asked my mom.

“Sure he’s here.”

“Oh s***.” exclaims mom.

She run to the front door and locked it, leaving the phone off of the hook.

My grandpa said they would all come back, straight away and hung up.

It took them a few minutes to run from the the neighbour’s house.

When they arrived home, they saw a guy standing by the front window, in the bushes. He stood up when they started shouting at him and he took off towards the fence. The guy looked to be well over 7 feet tall.

They chased him to the property line, where a wooden fence separates them from the next neighbour’s property. The guy jumped over the fence – which is 7 feet high! He didn’t climb over but jumped it completely with one leap.

My uncles did their best to clamber over the fence to keep chasing him. He was only a few seconds ahead of them. And then … he’d gone! Nowhere to be seen. The property on the other side of the fence is just dirt and grass, no trees or buildings and the neighbour’s house is a long distance from the fence. There was nowhere a man could hide.

The strange thing is that the tapping stopped following this and they never saw anyone who looked like that guy again.