In honor of Halloween, one of the best holidays in the year, I want to write about ghost stories. I am someone who has always taken scary movies too seriously. I was honestly scarred by The Exorcist. Amazingly, I love to hear about haunting experiences, particularly if they believe it really happened. I have never seen a ghost and I am rather disappointed and hope I do someday....as long as it doesn't hurt me...or follow me around forever...
I have actually gone ghost hunting in Gettysburg, PA. There is a wooden bridge built there in the countryside before the Civil War (Or as some relatives say, the war of northern aggression). Apparently lots of deaths occured during the war on this bridge. Other deaths occured after the war. I went there late at night, it was pitch black there, absolutely NO artifical light. All we had to see with was the light of the moon and a flashlight. I never saw anything with my own eyes but if you took a picture orbs and various gas shapes were visable.
The scariest thing about visiting family in Louisiana were the ghost stories. Everone from my great-grandmother to cousins my age believed and shared stories with me. My great-grandmother insisted a ghost leg would hop around her kitchen on occasion.
My best friend, whom I trust, had a ghostly encounter that I believe. Her dad's house was his childhood home. My friend slept in her deceased grandmother's room when she stayed with him. On a few occasions, she heard her grandmother's musicbox playing, even though it was unwound & closed. She would also wake up with a blanket tucking her in. The covers had been folded up at the bottom of the bed & would have been impossible to do this to herself. Her dad swore he did not touch her blanket. I think grandma may have been looking after my friend....from the beyond.
Anyone (if anyone reads me yet) has an interesting tale...real or not...I would love to hear it!
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