Hi..... My name is Jerome Patterson, I'm from the northwest parts of Ga. At a very young age my father took a job in a fairly big town close to Atlanta Ga. And keep in mind my family consist of one older sister and my mom and dad.
Like I said I was at a very young age I can vaguely remember things that happened in the house we moved into. A lot of what I'm about to tell you are things that happened in the house that I cant recall but my sister and parents told me all the horrific occurrences in the house. First of all my parents raised my sister and I in a Christian environment, Pentecostal to be exact. So we move quickly into this huge house in Cartersville Ga, Well of course as kids my sister and I explored the enormous home playfully. The first day we were settling in, I do remember in the front of the house there were three huge rooms divided by gigantic doors. The doors started opening and closing with no windows open no drastic airflow through the house. I was sitting on the sofa watching cartoons, I looked and seen the doors opening and closing freely and really didn't pay much attention to it. My Mom walked in the room and told me to stop slamming the doors. And of course I said I wasn't doing it, And my Mom didn't believe me. By the end of the first week, my sister and I were running through the house doing what normal kids do in a new home. My sister and I came to a room that she recalled looked like big wide deep school lockers that went from 8 to 10 ft in length if you opened one of them. So one day we were playing in that room and My sister tells me go in the corner and close my eyes, She wanted to play hide and seek, This is coming from her not me, So I hid my eyes and she crawled into one of the big lockers in the wall. I started counting down from ten, then turned around. BEATING SOUNDS COME LOUDLY, from one of the lockers, My Mom comes running through the house screaming asking where we were I told her we were in the very back room with all the storage space. Mom runs in and quickly finds the locker she was beating trying to escape from. My sister then came barreling out, screaming and shaking from head to toe. My Mom said she was like a piece of ice. She kept screaming saying someone had her ankles trying to pull her deeper into the locker. My Mom told her she was just imagining things from being so scared. Well I don't think my Mom put to much more thought into that. So no one spoke of this again.
A couple weeks later my Dad went on a trip to Mexico to help build homes for foster children who needed shelter, Our church always went down and done charity work. The first night just the three of us were alone in the house, My Mom for some reason came to my room and told me to come get in bed with her along with my sister. I don't recall the next events that took place that night. But years later my Mom told me that night when she came and put me in bed with her, She was about to crawl into bed, and her door slammed shut, and she started hearing the sound of bare feet, more than just one person, running through the house. She thought it was me and my sister. She put her hand on the door handle and she said, she had never felt a sense of evil like that in her life, Someone was on the other side of the door rattling it keeping it shut. The whole time she said she kept hearing people running through the house, she was terrified but she had enough faith in Our Lord and savior Jesus Christ she kept fighting whatever it was that was holding the door. Finally the running sounds stopped and the door came open. Of course that's when she ran to us and put us into the same room with her. So we went on like nothing was wrong trying to live a normal life. Not knowing the whole time my sister would be encountered with something almost every night, telling my Mom she heard very loud heart beats at night. Sometimes so loud it would wake her in her sleep. Everything was kept a secret from me of course being the baby of the family.
Growing up my Mom told me she would wake up at almost the same time every night and step out of bed only to see a thick fog lingering maybe a foot high from the floor. Now its common sense to know that fog would dissipate before seeping through the warm climate of a house. My Dad started noticing and hearing unusual happenings in the house. By this time my parents were wise enough to know there was clearly a evil presence in the house. So Mom started asking local church members about the house while my Dad started researching this huge structure, converted into a residential home. And sure enough, it was one of Cartersvilles main funeral homes, My Mom had the pastor of our church to come prey through this home and make it holy. I do remember a number of church members getting together in one of the main rooms of the house holding hands and rebuking Satan and his evil spirits, I sat and listened to them preying, and to me that was a normal thing.. Pentecostals usually had prayer meetings at least twice a week at each others homes. shortly after I heard my mom and dad talking about packing up and staying in a hotel until we found another home. The very last night in that house, I do remember this... My Mom and sister and I knelt down at the foot of her bed and started preying. My Mom started asking the Lord to camp Angels around us that night. And A sight I will never forget as long as I live appeared.. I seen on the walls of that bedroom all around us the form of Angels holding trumpets. My Mom stood up thanking the Lord for our safety......... I am 29 years old now and I can count on one hand how many people I've told this story to.... So I would just like your opinion of what you think from this story. Was there something evil lurking in that house? To this day If I visit my family in that town I always detour around so I don't have to pass by there. Someone in a chat room gave me your web site. I was asking If anyone knew Of someone I could contact about these events that took place in that old funeral home. Can this be scientifically explainable? One more thing before I go, I'm trying to research the former home of Karen and Ed Parker.. Its the house that's made it to a major motion picture coming out in a couple weeks. I'm sure you know the one I'm talking about. Someone told me to watch it on youtube. The Discovery channel documented the families horrific story. Do you know how I can download a copy of that show, THE HAUNTING IN CONNECTICUT? I'm sure you are a busy person But If there is any way you can find the time to write me back, I would be grateful for your time..... Thank You