I want to start off by pointing out that this is my first post that has actually happened. I assume there are elements of truth to the urban legends I write about, but this is entirely true and because of that I feel somewhat strange writing this. But this story is creepy and very interesting. This is the type of story I believe produces an urban legend. So, in a hundred years who knows what this story could become.



Three days after purchasing their dream home, Derek and Maria Broaddus spent the day painting on their new house. After a day of hard work, for whatever reason, Derek checked the mailbox. A letter addressed to ”The New Owner” lay inside, a letter would nearly ruin the Broaddus’ lives. The letter read



Dearest new neighbor at 657 Boulevard,

Allow me to welcome you to the neighborhood



The letter then asked if the house called them to it with its force. The letter then revealed these creepy details regarding the writer.



657 Boulevard has been the subject of my family for decades now and as it approaches its 110th birthday, I have been put in charge of watching and waiting for its second coming. My grandfather watched the house in the 1920s and my father watched in the 1960s. It is now my time. Do you know the history of the house? Do you know what lies within the walls of 657 Boulevard? Why are you here? I will find out.



The letter then goes on to state that there have been a lot of contractors and workmen in and out of the house. Following this, the writer says they do not want to make 657 unhappy, which comes across in a threatening manner. After revealing the knowledge of the Broaddus three children, the letter reads



Do you need to fill the house with the young blood I requested? Better for me. Was your old house too small for the growing family? Or was it greed to bring me your children? Once I know their names I will call to them and draw them too me.



Following this, the writer said he or she could be anyone, someone walking down the street or driving by, or someone who could see the house from a window. The letter ended with a signing from ”The Watcher.”



The time was 10:00 pm and Derek was alone when he found the letter. He immediately called the police and had the officer read the letter, to which he responded, ”What the f*** is this?”



The Watcher had stated that they asked the Woods, the previous owners of the house, to fill the home with young blood. The following day, the Woods were contacted and asked if anything of this nature had happened to them. The stated that prior to selling the property, they received an odd letter, but never anything to the extent of the Broaddus letter, despite them having lived there for 23 years. They accompanied Maria to the police station, where the detective working on the case advised her not to tell any neighbors about the letter as they were now suspects.



In the coming weeks, the Broaddus couple was on high alert. At one point Derek gave a tour of the newly renovated house to which one of the members responded with ”it’ll be nice to have some young blood in the neighborhood.” this set him on edge.



Two weeks after the arrival of the initial letter, Maria found a second. This letter began with another welcoming. This was followed by a statement of how many workers had been at the house as of late and a question of whether they had yet found what was lying inside the walls. The letter goes on to reveal that The Watcher now knows the couple’s names, along with their children’s nicknames. It even referenced a painting easel that could only be seen from very specific angles. This is the rest of the letter



657 Boulevard is anxious for you to move in. It has been years and years since the young blood ruled the hallways of the house. Have you found all of the secrets it holds yet? Will the young blood play in the basement? Or are they too afraid to go down there alone. I would very afraid if I were them. It is far away from the rest of the house. If you were upstairs you would never hear them scream.



Will they sleep in the attic? Or will you all sleep on the second floor? Who has the bedrooms facing the street? I’ll know as soon as you move in. It will help me to know who is in which bedroom. Then I can plan better.



All of the windows and doors in 657 Boulevard allow me to watch you and track you as you move through the house. Who am I? I am the Watcher and have been in control of 657 Boulevard for the better part of two decades now. The Woods family turned it over to you. It was their time to move on and kindly sold it when I asked them to.



I pass by many times a day. 657 Boulevard is my job, my life, my obsession. And now you are too Braddus family. Welcome to the product of your greed! Greed is what brought the past three families to 657 Boulevard and now it has brought you to me.



Have a happy moving in day. You know I will be watching.



The third letter was written in response to the family had stopped coming by the house, as they had not yet moved in. The letter stated 657 was missing them.



The Broaddus family was being driven mad by this point. They began accusations against neighbors and their family members, though none of the accused ever checked out as the person responsible. Derek and Maria inevitably decided to sell the house, but the property could not be sold after the rumors circulated through the small town. Eventually, the couple was able to rent the house to a family for much less than what it was worth and bought a new home elsewhere in the town. At one point the house was even blessed by a priest. After which, a letter reading as such appeared



657 Boulevard is turning on me. It is coming after me. I don’t understand why. What spell did you cast on it? It used to be my friend and now it is my enemy. I am in charge of 657 Boulevard. It is not in charge of me. I will fend off its bad things and wait for it to become good again. It will not punish me. I will rise again. I will be patient and wait for this to pass and for you to bring the young blood back to me. 657 Boulevard needs young blood. It needs you. Come back. Let the young blood play again like I once did. Let the young blood sleep in 657 Boulevard. Stop changing it and let it alone.



The community began to turn against the Broaddus family, claiming they faked the entire thing for attention or that they were attempting to commit some type of insurance scam.



After years of not hearing from The Watcher, one final letter was received. This one was filled with a variety of ways that one could take revenge upon another. The letter ended with ”you are despised by the house and The Watcher won.”