Uncle Rudolph [image]

[Non-paranormal][NMS]

"When I was 7 my sister, Terri, and I lived with our parents in Dallas. Terri was 9 and our parents fought a lot and we also had a creeper uncle named Rudolph (Rudy) on our dads side. Well he's not really our uncle but our dad had been friends with him since they were kids. They grew up in a poverty situation with together and I found out later they were molested by the same person. Anyway they were close.

Our parents did love each other even though they bitched all the time so they went on fancy dates some times to loosen up. Terri had just started watching me alone that year and we were so excited about that. I know I know, "who leaves a 9 year old kid to watch another kid?" Well my sister was pretty mature for her age and this was the 80s. People weren't so uptight then. Mom set up a movie night thing for us. Got the VCR ready, popcorn and stuff and said they'd be back in 2 hours. I don't remember what we watched but we were excited to have the house alone. At the end of the movie it was around 8 and our parents weren't home. Terri decided to start telling me ghost stories, which I hated because I scared easily. I told her to stop and it came down to us having a fight and I stormed off to my room and slammed the door. I fell asleep.

I woke up to my light being off, which I didn't turn off. I figured Terri or mom did it and rolled over. I have always been a heavy sleeper and in didn't click in my kid head but something must have woken me up because I didn't have to pee. Then I heard a metallic noise and sat up in bed. I didn't know what it could be, but it was dark as hell in there too. The second time I heard it I turned my head it it's direction at the window. I had one window in my room that not many people knew had a broken lock. Thankfully it had a handle thing on the inside and was difficult to get open from outside. You couldn't press and push up on it to get it open out there. On the other side of the window was a figure. I recognized the outline of messy hair with a slight hint of blonde in the dim light outside. I heard my uncle said "Hey Mag" which is my nick name. "Can you open the window for me please?" He said and I just sat there. I didn't have a good relationship with him. He never hurt us but he fought with my dad all the time and said what I know now was very stalkerish things to my mom and sister. His voice lowered and he growled at me "Open the glass lil bitch" and I heard my window slide up slightly. He had managed to wedge what I guess was a knife under it and now could pry it open at will.

I was still half asleep and even thought about helping him for a second. I did know him after all. He wasn't a stranger. I looked up at his shadow again while he sliped his fingers under the seal. He told me not to run and the hate in his voice made me dive out of bed and into the living room outside my door. Terri was on the couch watching cartoons. Turns out it had only been like 20 minutes. I shook her and cried and told her what I just saw, almost dragging her off the couch. I didn't know what to do, my head was spinning with questions like where do we go? What do we do? Did he just forget something? Is he just looking for my mom and dad? Do we run? Can he catch us? I was just yelling at my sister now and don't even know what I said. I just remember her taking me into our parents room and she grabbed dads gun out of his sock drawer. I don't know what kind of gun it was. We hid in the corner of the closet which had no door. I was crying and my sister told me to shut up I think. She was scared and that made it 1000 times worse for me. We heard uncle Rudy in the living room outside the door. He was knocking stuff over and we heard the tv turn off, then he was talking to us or maybe myself I couldn't tell. I hate myself for it now but I am a wuss and I couldn't stop making noise. I kept grabbing at my sister for comfort and crying, but she kept pushing me off and telling me to hush. I knew in my head I he would hear me but a whole other part of me wanted to make tons of noise so maybe our parents would hear us somehow and rescue us or see what Rudy wanted.

Terri was standing up between the clothes on hangers in the closet with us. I couldn't see but she had the gun pointed at the door, which opened, and she shoot. She had no practice with a gun but she shot our uncle until there was no more bullets in the gun. There was a dresser kind of in between us and the door but she nailed him with 3 bullets. He screamed and hit the ground then she grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the room. I tripped over him and he screamed again which made my legs move faster. We ran to the neighbors amd called the hogs out. The lady of the neighbors house sat with us and called different restaurants in town while her husband went over to check on our uncle. Our parents showed up at some point after that and then the cops. It was like 11 before it was all done with and we were allowed to go home. I've never been so happy to hear my parents bitching at each other. Mom was solding dad but they both hugged us for a while. At 1am we were tucked in at my grams house. Rudy lived and was fine but my dad thankfully told him to go fuck himself when they let him out of jail.

Turns out he was drunk and wanted to take back a letter my mom had some where in the house, but I'm convinced he wasn't just there to steal stuff. He came after us not no letter and if my sister wasn't as brave as she is then I might not be typing this."