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ghost.road
ghost.road
This story is true for a fact because it happened to me and a friend last
summer before we left for school. We decided to stay up all night and
hang out because we wouldn't see each other until Christmas break. We
went to the local Denny's and hung out there for like 3 hrs and left at
about 2:30 a.m. After that, we went to my friend's barn to hang out and
bull shit for a while. We were sitting out in front of the barn on bails
of hay and my friend mentioned that he knew about a place about a half-hour
away that was really scary because there were supposed to be ghosts there
or something. I thought he was full of shit, but decided we might as well
go--Hey! it was something to do! Anyway, we hopped into my car and off
we went into the dark night. Well, we drove for like 45 minutes and my
friend was kinda lost; he knew where we were supposed to trun onto this
one road and we did, but he wasn't sure where the next turnoff was. Well,
like I said, we drove for like 45 minutes (we should have been there in 30)
and we decided to stop for a minute and look at the map I had in my glove
compartment. I got out my flashlight and trusty map and we spread the map
on the hood of the car. According to the map, we should have passed the
turnoff we were looking for. So we got back into the car, and turned
around to go back. When we drove back, the turnoff was there. Of course,
it was late and we probably just missed it (I swear it wasn't there before
though). Well, we turned down this road and it was lined with tall trees
that made it really dark. My friend hadn't really told me what was up with
the ghosts or anything just that something spooky was here. When I looked
over at him (not a safe thing to do while driving), he was all pale and
staring straight ahead; he didn't answer me. So I looked out of the front
window and there floating around the car were these like cloud things.
They had shape like I guess they could have been ghostly-people floating
around. They kind of looked like fog. Then, they took shape better
and they were definitely people. They looked like gypsies or something,
I am not sure really what they were supposed to be. Idiot that I am, I
slammed on the brakes and then tried to turn the car around to get the hell
out of there. They like came through the windshield partially, there were
three of them total and I just totally froze. Then we started hearing these
whispering voices telling us that death would come to us and that we would
be cursed to live on in undeath like them under their control. It was
like chanting in our heads. Then another car drove up behind ours and some
other guys we knew came out of it. They had seen us leave the barn and
followed us out to this road. They didn't even see the ghosts. They pounded
on my window and said it looked like we were in some kind of trance. One
of them opened my door and shook me and then my friend and we snapped out of
it. The ghosts were gone. We were scared shitless. The other guys thought
we were nuts, but we all sped out of there. Well, we went away to our
separate schools and everything, and nothing else came of it until we went
home for Christmas break. My friend and I both had the exact same dream
about driving out to the same place again and killing the guys who 'saved'
us from the ghosts. In the dream, the ghosts were above us telling us to
join them; they were shouting in these hideous shreiks to join them.
But thatwas last either of us have experienced it, and the other guys still
think we're nuts.
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