lynx
March 19th, 2001, 03:06 AM
Do you believe in ghosts?
I didn't until about two years ago.
By my location, we have a house called the "Unity House". This is an old school house that when asked about to the older folks, no one can seem to remember it or anything about it. Save, the stories.
It is said that ghosts haunt this place. Evil spirits. No one knows why or who they were, so it is left at that. A mystery.
My husband, our dog Patches and I went to this house, during the day of course. We had to be carefull because of the farmer who we think might own the land. I hear he doesn't like tresspassers. Any ways. The land layout is like this.... you have a gravel road going north and south. A small crick running across the road and on the north side of the school. A corn field to the south and east. And a lot of trees following the crick along the north side. A path leads up to the place from the west to east.
While we were walking up to the house, in the background you could hear a tractor off in the distance, a pretty good breeze blowing, birds churping and the sounds of water from the crick. We noticed a squirl running about twenty feet in front of us. The odd part about that was when the squirl reached the barbed wire fence surrounding the land on which the school sat, it stopped dead in it's tracks, looked ahead, and ran the other way. It hadn't even seen us yet. And the breeze was carrying our scents the opposite way.
Patches was acting just fine though. So we went on ahead. We came to fence and noticed how all of the grass seemed to have been laid over towards the ground. We could still hear the sounds in the background. The minute I stepped over the fence it was deathly quiet. There was no wind, no birds and no tractor. That was the third thing to strike me as odd.
All of the trees that were further away from the crick were all dead. They all looked pretty mangled too. The school must have been constructed back in the early 1900's due to the large door like windows and the aspestis siding. And other things.
Patches started acting a little funny, but we took it as excitment. As we drew closer to the house it was as if time itself had stopped. I felt as though we were being watched. We continued to the front of the school, which is on the north side by the crick. Odd, most of the entrances and exits are all on the south side due to the north winds that blow in the winter. The crick was only ten feet from us and you still couldn't hear it. There also no bugs. No mosqitoes or flies. That really got me to thinking. Along with the way that the dog started acting when we came to the front door to the school.
Normally she would sniff around, this time she was wanting to just go back the other way. When you look into the front door, the parlor has four other door ways leading to other rooms. The first thought I thought of was the upside down star. Not good, I thought. In the room off to the left there were holes in the plaster like those of when a person is thrown into it. There were different sizes and they increased in shape from the far left to the right. There were also stairs leading to the second floor in the second doorway going counter clock wise. You couldn't notice them even with a window right there from the outside. Odd.
My husband wanted to take something that would give us some evidence. He decided on a piece from the door. I think it was the striker plate, I'm not sure. I still had the funny feeling that someone was watching and almost waiting. :eek: I wouldn't go in the school and so neither did my husband.
After collecting the peice, we turned around and went the way we came. After I crossed over the fence I could hear the water, birds, breeze and tractor in the distance. Time seemed to have started up again.
When we got home we used our quij board to find out what it might say. The info was startling. :eek: It knew what the object was and where it was from. It also said that the object was a piece of a school and in the early 1900's it supposedly burned to the ground killing children trapped inside. I don't remember how many died but atleast three stayed behind. It also said that they were there watching us and that the dog saved our lives. By being a guard, we were able to leave. It also told us to get rid of the piece which it said was evil. So, my husband took and threw the piece in the neighboring cornfield.
About a week or so later, a car stops and someone gets out of it and runs directly into the field and location of which my husband threw the piece from the school. The day that happened it was just beginning to storm and the person I saw was wearing old stripped bib overhauls and a white t-shirt. Something just like my great uncle always wore. I also didn't see their face. The driver was unveiwable too. I don't know what exactly happened, but I know it was really strange.
I still won't even drive by that school or even think about going back.
Lynx
I didn't until about two years ago.
By my location, we have a house called the "Unity House". This is an old school house that when asked about to the older folks, no one can seem to remember it or anything about it. Save, the stories.
It is said that ghosts haunt this place. Evil spirits. No one knows why or who they were, so it is left at that. A mystery.
My husband, our dog Patches and I went to this house, during the day of course. We had to be carefull because of the farmer who we think might own the land. I hear he doesn't like tresspassers. Any ways. The land layout is like this.... you have a gravel road going north and south. A small crick running across the road and on the north side of the school. A corn field to the south and east. And a lot of trees following the crick along the north side. A path leads up to the place from the west to east.
While we were walking up to the house, in the background you could hear a tractor off in the distance, a pretty good breeze blowing, birds churping and the sounds of water from the crick. We noticed a squirl running about twenty feet in front of us. The odd part about that was when the squirl reached the barbed wire fence surrounding the land on which the school sat, it stopped dead in it's tracks, looked ahead, and ran the other way. It hadn't even seen us yet. And the breeze was carrying our scents the opposite way.
Patches was acting just fine though. So we went on ahead. We came to fence and noticed how all of the grass seemed to have been laid over towards the ground. We could still hear the sounds in the background. The minute I stepped over the fence it was deathly quiet. There was no wind, no birds and no tractor. That was the third thing to strike me as odd.
All of the trees that were further away from the crick were all dead. They all looked pretty mangled too. The school must have been constructed back in the early 1900's due to the large door like windows and the aspestis siding. And other things.
Patches started acting a little funny, but we took it as excitment. As we drew closer to the house it was as if time itself had stopped. I felt as though we were being watched. We continued to the front of the school, which is on the north side by the crick. Odd, most of the entrances and exits are all on the south side due to the north winds that blow in the winter. The crick was only ten feet from us and you still couldn't hear it. There also no bugs. No mosqitoes or flies. That really got me to thinking. Along with the way that the dog started acting when we came to the front door to the school.
Normally she would sniff around, this time she was wanting to just go back the other way. When you look into the front door, the parlor has four other door ways leading to other rooms. The first thought I thought of was the upside down star. Not good, I thought. In the room off to the left there were holes in the plaster like those of when a person is thrown into it. There were different sizes and they increased in shape from the far left to the right. There were also stairs leading to the second floor in the second doorway going counter clock wise. You couldn't notice them even with a window right there from the outside. Odd.
My husband wanted to take something that would give us some evidence. He decided on a piece from the door. I think it was the striker plate, I'm not sure. I still had the funny feeling that someone was watching and almost waiting. :eek: I wouldn't go in the school and so neither did my husband.
After collecting the peice, we turned around and went the way we came. After I crossed over the fence I could hear the water, birds, breeze and tractor in the distance. Time seemed to have started up again.
When we got home we used our quij board to find out what it might say. The info was startling. :eek: It knew what the object was and where it was from. It also said that the object was a piece of a school and in the early 1900's it supposedly burned to the ground killing children trapped inside. I don't remember how many died but atleast three stayed behind. It also said that they were there watching us and that the dog saved our lives. By being a guard, we were able to leave. It also told us to get rid of the piece which it said was evil. So, my husband took and threw the piece in the neighboring cornfield.
About a week or so later, a car stops and someone gets out of it and runs directly into the field and location of which my husband threw the piece from the school. The day that happened it was just beginning to storm and the person I saw was wearing old stripped bib overhauls and a white t-shirt. Something just like my great uncle always wore. I also didn't see their face. The driver was unveiwable too. I don't know what exactly happened, but I know it was really strange.
I still won't even drive by that school or even think about going back.
Lynx