I wrote a little bit about this house situation/setting in an earlier unexplained ufo sighting story - so here's the setting: isolated rural house, Noack,Texas, after Hurricane Rita in September. I had evacuated there with all my friends, and they had all moved back to the coast by January. It was just me and my Siberian Husky, Cookie, all alone in basically the middle of nowhere.

 I was asleep in the master bedroom. A very, very loud noise like someone had hit the exterior rock wall of the house in the front room with a sledge hammer woke me out of a dead sleep. I sat bolt upright, thinking someone was trying to break in. Cookie also jumped up out of her sleep and barked in the same direction I heard the sound coming from. I knew it was no dream I was having. I panicked for second or two before I realized the gravity of the situation. It sounded like a solid hunk of dense metal hitting & chipping hard rock.

 I was completely alone - and therefore had to protect my own self. I grabbed a long metal bar and I flew out the front door in my pajamas, hollering up a storm. to scare the crap out of whomever was out there beating on the house. No one was out there where Cookie and I heard the sound, coming from, so I ran around to the sides and back. Nothing. No one on the road. No car leaving the long, curved gravel driveway. No one running through the pasture. No one anywhere. It was just a beautiful, cold, crisp Texas morning.

 To this day, I have no idea what hit that house. I looked on the roof, I scoured the grounds. I even examined the rock exterior for a "bang" mark. I know one thing for sure...it wasn't a person. I'd have seen them running or driving away.