3 Scary TRUE Summer Backyard Horror Stories

It was the summer of 2011. I was 13 years old. Life was good. Social media hadn't taken over the world yet and kids still knew how to be kids. It was July, my birthday month. My birthday had just passed a few days earlier. I vividly remember that because when I had a couple friends over, we ate

some of the leftover ice cream cake in the yard. My family wasn't home. It was a sunny day. I was allowed to have my friends Kyle and Zuk over. We used to call him Zuk, which was a shortened nickname for his last name. When home alone, I was supposed to not leave the property.

But I could have my friends over as long as we hung out in the house or the backyard. We grew up in a basic Westchester, New York suburban neighborhood. Zuk and Kyle both rode their bikes to my house. It was so nice out that instead of playing video games inside or anything like that, we played sports in

the backyard. Our family home in Westchester that my parents still live in to this day has a super big backyard. It was perfect for games like baseball and soccer. Sometimes we'd roughhouse and wrestle in the backyard. And when we had an odd number of people, we would have the others referee. Today, we were play wrestling.

We were mimicking the WWE, taking on roles of actual wrestlers at the time. And we would do this corny thing where whichever wrestler we were pretending to be, we'd [music] use their specific moves and fighting styles. So, the backyard is a unique shape. It has an awning right by the back door with a bunch of patio furniture

underneath. Then there's two steps down to the grass area that starts narrow but opens up wider the further into the yard you go. Westchester is pretty known for having houses like this. While we were playing, I looked up at one of the upstairs bedroom windows and despite the glare on the glass from the