
The Untold Story...
Imagine...
You've been terrified of your worst fear for years. Your nightmares precisely construct themselves from that fear. You have fixated on it for as
long as you can remember.
That fear that has haunted and crippled you since childhood. That fear is of being alone in the dark, and what it could design for you. A Boogyman. A very evil Boogyman. You are alone tonight, but he has surfaced. Here in the dark. He is real, and you are not asleep. He is here in your room...and he is here for you...now.
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This is the real story of Henrietta Ragan's Boogyman. This monster wasn't under her bed --he took her in it.​
The compelling unsolved murder and rape of Henrietta Ragan in 1959 is
examined through never before revealed investigative reports and exclusive
interviews. The cover-up of this horrific crime begs more than a quick glimpse into the fabricated narratives that so many of the law enforcement
officials at every level conveniently wove for themselves and served to the
public.
Unveiling Henrietta's Story

"December 5th, 1959, the beginning of the Christmas season. Residents of Leonardtown, Maryland, awoke that morning to shocking news. Henrietta Ragan, one of their own and a recent widow had been brutally beaten, raped and murdered overnight. The crime scene had been cleaned up and staged to look like a suicide. The local population knew her as a sensual paramour, who was "very attractive" and intimately known to most men in this sleepy little Southern Maryland village, much to the dismay of their wives.
This homicide remains unsolved 65 years later. New evidence has been uncovered that will provide information about the heinous taking of her life. This savage murder had been veiled within deep and deadly secrets, lies, lust and dishonesty by the most powerful men in the community.
Who were the architects and the mastermind behind this successful and massive cover-up?"
Testimonials
Friday Night: December 4, 1959​
Midnight: Home of Henrietta Wilmer Ragan
Tudor Hall Estates
Washington Street
Leonardtown, Maryland ​
It`s done. She is dead now. She wasn`t expecting him tonight.
Excerpts
She pulled to no avail until she bruised her own hands, somehow injuring him in the process. She needed to breathe. Her body did not want to surrender to this unnatural episode. She ... needed ... a ... breath ... just ... one ... little ... one ... tiny ... one ... little ... bit ... of ... air ... please.
My fingerprints were now all over it. He freaked out. From that moment on, we became good friends. He shared with me something that Sheriff Miedzinski told him earlier that day after he arrived. The sheriff said to him, 'I cleaned the place up before the state police got there.'




