Jeff Foxworthy (17:19)
Like most of the world, we were a little worried about what was going on during COVID right during the pandemic. There was a lot of uncertainty going on. I actually met this girl before everything went into lockdown. We hit it off, we got along great. Like we made each other laugh and everything. But she had a lot of, a lot of baggage that she carried with her. She carried something with her previous relationship. Basically she was going to attend an event and her previous lover and purchased a dress for her. Some things happened and she could no longer attend the event. But because of those things that occurred, her previous lover unfortunately inflicted some self harm and he's no longer with us. So she carried that with her and it really affected her. And I could tell with certain aspects of being in a relationship, right? Like she's apprehensive of certain things. Sometimes she would cry and I'd be like, what's going on? Stuff like that. Like I knew it really affected her. Fast forward to when we're dating. She's living in an apartment close by. She has a big walk in closet. She would go into her closet looking at her stuff and she would come across this dress. She would see the dress and she'd try it on. And of course those emotions would come back to her. But she noticed that every single time that happened, something strange would happen. It started off with closet doors being left open and she'd wake up, it'd be closed. Same thing with the closet light. She'd turn it off, it'd be on and vice versa. She'd turn them off and close it. And when she'd wake up, it'd be on and the closet door would be open. Another occasion, she noticed that the light in her bathroom was flickering. She could tell like the light switch was being flicked on and off. That really freaked her out. So these little things would happen within a few weeks of me knowing her. Finally, the one that just pushed her over the edge was that again she tried on the dress. Going through all those emotions, reliving everything like that, bringing up that energy. She went to bed and she woke up in the middle of the Night, and there was a black figure at her doorway. And she lived alone. She called me. I went over to make sure nobody was there. Nobody had broken into her apartment. There was no forced entry or anything like that. So at this point, I decide that it's got to be the dress. Not necessarily anything paranormal. This dress, she keeps turning on and it keeps doing something to her emotionally. Obviously, that was a common denominator, right, was the dress. So I spoke to her. I'm like, look, I think this dress is doing something to you. I might be carrying something. I might be carrying some sort of energy that's not really good for you. So what I have to do is I'm going to take this dress away from your home and I'm going to put it elsewhere so you don't try it on and you don't think about it and it can't affect you. So I brought it to my home. After I brought it to my home, there were some little, little, little weird things going on. I had some friends living with me because they worked out in the oil fields and there was no work for them. They had nowhere to go. So I. I allowed them to come here and live with me. So there was always something going on. They were helping me fix up the house. They're out doing odd jobs, just trying to make ends meet. It was a bunch of activity in the house. One of my friends that was living here, he's a kind of a big macho guy, like a big guys guy. And he started having nightmares, which was really weird to me because I've known him 20 years and he's never even mentioned that before. I thought that was a little strange. I mean, I didn't put too much importance on it, but I thought it was a little out of the ordinary. When everything changed for me is when we started seeing each other in the house that wasn't us. We started seeing doppelgangers. The first one was my girlfriend was staying over and she was asleep. And she said that I woke her up and was like nudging her and telling her to come with me. And she was just dead tired and she was just annoyed. She was just like, dude, just leave me alone. I'm not going to go with you. I was very insistent on her going, and she said, just leave me alone. She rolls over, and when she rolls over, she sees that I'm asleep next to her. So of course, naturally she turns around to see where I was. The other me was gone. She woke me up. She was freaked out about that. I Tried to tell her it was just a nightmare. It's just another nightmare. You're fine, everything's okay, you're in a safe space. A few weeks later, I remember it was a Saturday and I was cleaning my yard. It was monsoon season so we had a bunch of weeds. So I was cleaning my yard. I was wearing a red shirt. Took me about an hour, hour and a half. My friend lived in a room in the back of the house. But the way you access it is through the side of the house. You can't access it through inside, you have to go outside. So I come inside after cleaning the yard, I take a shower, I rest a little bit, drink some water, do whatever I need to do, and I change into a blue shirt. A few hours later, I see another friend going to the back of the house where my roommate lives. And I'm going to go say hi to him and go chit chat with him. My friend walks back there and I walk back there right after him and my roommate tells me, he's like, hey, weren't you wearing a red shirt? And I was like, yeah, I was wearing a red shirt earlier man, but like this was hours ago. He's like, no, no, no, no, just now. I was like, no, no, I'm telling you, this was hours ago. He said, no, just now. He's like, I literally just saw you walk by my door wearing a red shirt. And I said, dude, I like, you saw, you saw John? John just saw me walk up right now. I've been wearing a blue shirt again. He's like a, a guy's guy's like a macho guy. And he's like, I don't want to talk about this anymore, let's change the subject. And he just walked away. Those other little things, we'd be asleep in the room and I would hear like papers being thrown underneath my door. We'd hear taps on the window. A couple of my friends live with me. I mean, we like to drink, we like to have a good time. I figured it's just one of my drunk friends being an idiot on the outside of the house doing something dumb. So I open up the curtain and get ready to yell at somebody and there's nobody, there's nothing there. So little things like that. The moment I realized that something was definitely not right, I was going to pick up this friend, my roommate, from my house and we were going to go to his parents house for a family party. So on the side of the house there's a motion sensor light that turns on Obviously, when you pass by, it was already getting a little dark and I was going to come pick him up. When I turn into my driveway, there's kind of like a little blind spot. But as I'm approaching, I see him sitting on his truck on the tailgate, legs dangling, just waiting for me. As I pull in and the light shines onto where he would have been sitting, the lights shine on that spot and I can no longer see him. I see the motion sensor light turn on and I think, oh, he just went to go grab something. He's gonna go lock up. He's gonna go do whatever he needs to do. So I sit there and I wait for him. I didn't text him or anything. I just waited, waited, waited, waited. I waited a good solid 10 minutes. He never comes out. I text him, I'm like, hey, dude, like, where are you? Let's go. He responds, hey, man, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you. I'm already at my parents house. I'm already at the family party. My stomach dropped. I was like, oh my gosh, I saw him, but that wasn't him. I don't know what I saw, but I saw something definitely taking his form. Something's going on, man. It's beyond little things. It's something bigger than that. This wasn't a human being that I saw. It definitely wasn't him. There's something here in this house. There's something messing with us. There's something trying to get at us. Something not of this world. After that, the vibes and the energy definitely got worse. We really started fighting a lot. My girlfriend and I, we started having a lot of problems. I started feeling like it wasn't even her anymore. Like we're fighting over nothing. This energy wanted us to fight because it was thriving on the negativity, right? It was manifesting itself in those little ways. But now that it was there, it wanted us to keep fighting. I talked to her and I said, look, we need to do something about this dress. The dress was in my shed. I felt like it brought some negative energy to my house and we needed to do something about it. I didn't know what we needed to do, but we needed to do something about it. When I talked about getting rid of the dress and trying to move forward with this is when we started fighting even more. So I was talking to my friend in Seattle about everything going on, telling him I didn't know what to do with this dress. He's like, look man, what you gotta do is you gotta tie up this dress and either bury it or burn the dress. Do something with it. You gotta at least bind it so you bind that negative energy. I'm like, okay, well, I'll try it. My friend that was now living with me, he went to the back to go grab the dress with me. I hadn't touched the dress. It hadn't been touched in a few weeks. It was just there. I go into the backyard and I go into the shed and I pull it out and he's like, dude, keep that thing away from me. I don't want to be anywhere near that dress. And as he's saying that, a hawk comes swooping down and it comes back up and starts circling around where the fire pit is. I know this sounds crazy and far fetched. Eventually my friend's like, you know what, man? You're on your own. I got to get out of here. I do not want to be here when this all goes down. I'm sorry, but I don't want to be around. We bring the dogs in. The dogs are inside. The dogs are safe. I don't know what to do at this point. I'm just like, I don't even know what I'm going to do. I'm going to tie up this dress and burn it, and then we're going to feel better. I'm in the backyard, I'm on the fire pit around where the hawk was circling, and I start tying up the dress and I tell her, hey, just start praying. So she starts praying. I tie up the dress. I don't tie it too tightly, obviously, because we're gonna burn it, right? I don't want to make a tight ball, so I start tying it a little loosely. I put it into the fire pit with some other pieces of wood, and I just douse it in lighter fluid to make sure that it catches fire. The weather starts changing. The wind starts picking up. I can see some black clouds on the horizon. And I see you start seeing a bunch of lightning. I like the fire pit. Of course, all the lighter fluid's burning. The dress just hasn't caught fire yet, which is really strange. I don't understand why it's not catching fire. It's like perfectly protected. None of the fabric is catching fire. It's not even singed or anything like that. It's just completely, completely, almost like a force field around it. And it's not. It's not catching fire, which is really, really strange to me because there was pieces of scrap wood in the fire pit that were scorched and they were burned. And the dress is fabric. What did you think it would start catching fire again? I tied it loosely so it burn it more easily, but it didn't. I'm watching it just kind of escape all this fire. Kind of very confused about. Starts to get a little windy. The motion sensor light I mentioned previously turns on. So I tell my girlfriend, I'm like, hey, I think somebody's here. But I didn't hear the gate open, because you need to open the gate to get to the part where the motion sensor light turns on. And at that moment, she got really scared. She was visibly shaken, and she told me, I'm really scared right now. Something was either there or something was leaving. So I told her, start praying harder. So she shuts her eyes and she clenches her fist and she starts praying. Meanwhile, I'm still looking at this dress. Not burned. It's again, untouched completely. The other pieces of wood already caught fire, and this dress is untouched. So then instinctively, I yell out, largate.
