December 2013
I woke up from a sound sleep – the only sounds in the room were my wife's white noise machine and my cpap machine. I sat up in bed and tried to focus my eyes on the cable box at the foot of the bed – as my eyes were adjusting I noticed a whiteish/greenish glow coming from the front of our closet. We had no electronic devices in the room to provide a green glow, let alone anything in the closet which was reflective. I focused my eyes on the glow and it looked like a fuzzy, distorted face. I reached over and hit a button my cpap which lit the display panel – not a ton of light but I didn't want to turn on the lights in the room to wake up my wife. The glow from the cpap provided enough light to see a faint outline of the form of a man wearing a black suit. The whole image was surreal, it was like an image from the internet had not finished downloading. After staring for a few minutes, it dawned on what I was seeing. It was him. I hadn't seen him in approximately 30 years. I wasn't too surprised, given what I had seen on the internet with the kids filming their encounters in Alabama, Florida and New Jersey I expected him to show up at some point. And then in the blink of an eye, he was gone. I chuckled to myself and thought about my red plate in the kitchen with this inscription:
"Beneath thy guardianship, I am safe from all tempests and all enemies."
My wife, not being PA Dutch, hated that plate. That plate just provided us with enough protection to send that bastard to an easier target. I made a mental note that tomorrow I'd have to reapply another protection charm to the entrances to the house:
"Three angels with three swords stand before the house of God. The first is courage, the second is strength, and the third strikes down all enemies. In the names of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit."
This would have to be done 3 times while using a bread knife to draw the sign of the cross in the air. I'd look like a crazy fool to my wife, who would not be able to resist tossing a few insults – hillbilly and redneck were her favorites. My name is Mike, I'm a Braucher or a PowWow. 30 years ago I stared down the Slenderman. In this day and age, you might think this was a big deal, but like I mentioned before, I'm PA Dutch. We'd been doing this since arriving in this country prior to the Revolutionary War.