We followed a downwards slope into complete darkness, leading us straight into a heavily wooded area. Even with our flashlights, it was still difficult to see much. We gathered at a huge rock so we wouldn’t get lost and wander off by ourselves (which we started to do) and slowly, one by one, our gazes lifted to a hill behind us. At the top of this hill sat a lone tree. And the set up was perfect. Like something right out of a horror movie. So image this. A single tree with crooked, wide branches, filling up all the empty space beside it. And behind it, the nighttime sky is gray and very cloudy with just a sliver of the moon peeking out. Just enough to cast a eerie glow.
It was a strange moment. A large group of us completely still, completely speechless, looking in the same direction. And then one person breaks the silence.
“Something is watching us! On that hill!!!”
She was frantic. Enough where it gave me goosebumps and made me want to hide behind the rest of the group. Okay, so I actually did. But whatev.
Then two other people cried out, at nearly the same time, “It’s running down the hill towards us! Right now!”
I struggled to see what they saw. A shadow? Were my eyes playing tricks on me? Had to be. I wanted to leave. Everyone else wanted to take pictures. Figures.
Our team lead then took my friend to the front of the group and said, “If someone is here, pose with Frankie (my friend).” And then everyone continued to take pictures. Nothing was showing up on film.
My brother said, “Hey, I hear someone crying.”
“That’s me,” gasped Frankie.
I pushed my way towards the front of the group to get a better look at her. She was clenching her throat and had tears streaming down her face.
“I…can’t…breath…” she explained.
She started clawing more severely at her throat.
Our team lead told her the spirit was with her. But it wasn’t choking it. It was showing her the way he died. And then she shouted for the spirit to leave Frankie alone, and to latch onto her instead. Almost right away, Frankie stood up, able to breathe better, wiping her tears away.
Our Lead, however, was hunched over, complaining of severe backache. Once again, pictures were taken.This time, the pictures revealed something. On several photos, it showed two large disfigured masses on her back. Once we left the Coach Stop area, her back pain was gone. Photos revealed nothing on her back anymore.
I found out later on that it’s been said someone had been hung from that tree on the hill.
So, that sums up my ghost hunting experience.
I do, however, have a taperecording of a “voice” that I recorded off of someone else. It happened in the two story barn. She asked if it was the bad spirit in there pretending to be that little girl and, ifyou listen carefully, you hear a distinct “nooooooo” that follows. It’s really creepy. So if anyone wants to hear, leave me your email and I’ll send that to you.
My next experience will be in October when the Paranormal Team attempts to solve a murder!
Ghosthunt: The Two Story Barn Part 1
Ghosthunt: The Two Story Barn Part 2