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Originally Posted by crispystl420
No shit? What did you specifically see at the Stull cemetery???
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I tried to drag my wife out there with me, but she is scared of the dark. Hiding under the bed wearing a werewolf mask and grabbing her ankles after she watched American Werewolf in London did not help that. Nor did it help her fear of the dark like the time she thought I was upstairs and I was really out in the back yard. She had to feed the animals and I totally caught her off guard by jumping out at her as she rounded the house. Ahh good times.
Anyways, I drove out there and was met by the freakin landowner. I told him I was there to see some relatives, but he questioned why the hell I was there on a Thursday night in November, at 6:30pm. I showed him my old license and told him I just was driving through. He left and I took out my flashlight out and started my way to the church or what was left of it. It was a brisk night and the moon was only a quarter moon. The first thing I noticed was how eerily calm it was. I mean, no noise at all. When its that quiet, everything else is magnified...a tree branch snapping as you step on it, leaves rustling, and your heartbeat. I looked all around, I didnt see any other traffic in the area. That link I have above with the pictures of the church in the sunlight is exactly how it looked too. But I was there at night.
Anyways, I walked around for a bit, flashing the light over to my car, making sure I knew where I had to run in case shit hit the fan. As I crested the small hill I started feeling sick to stomach. The closer I came to the church I was getting dizzy and decided to sit down on a stone. I looked around, still quiet as hell, but the wind was starting to pick up. There was a tree there whose branches sounded like they were whistling. I focused my attention on the church. The roof was caved in and as I stood at the doorway, I shined the light inside. I was looking around for any kind of remnant for proof I was there. Broken glass, old rocks, something that was solid proof.
I looked at my watch…10:30. Damn, had I been there for four hours? SNAP….it was then I think I turned ten shades of white. Behind me, I heard a branch break. That was the wind, it had to be…Do I stand up and flash my light? Do I shout hoping for an answer? Do I just stand up and go all Blair Witch on whatever made that sound? I stand up and flash my light. I see nothing, it had to be the wind. I’m letting this shit get to me. Lets go to the back of the church and check it out. I round the corner of the church and come face to face with a deer. I laugh out loud as the deer bounds off down the hill. Then shit hit the fan.
I went around the back of the church, and looked around for more souvenirs. It was there that I kept noticing how weird it was that a shadow was alongside the wall, when with the direction of my flashlight there shouldn’t be a shadow there at all. This intrigued me and as I walked closer to the wall, thinking it would magnify, it disappeared entirely. I kept walking back about 20 yards and it would appear again, the closer I came to the wall it would never grow or shrink. The time was then after midnight. I spent a lot of time looking around but never could find a good item to bring back.
The globes I seen I cannot explain and talking about them brings back my fear I had at that moment. I’m not sure how they even or where they came from. I had given up on finding a souvenir and was just walking around the church, as I first noticed a glow. It was like a lightning bug, but it was constant. It slowly drifted from the side of the church, down the slope and then back over the fence, and over the road. Maybe it was my time to leave. Seeing the third and fourth one follow the similar paths, confirmed that thought. I briskly walked down the hill, knowing that I had survived Stull cemetery. I made the mistake and looked back at the church area one more time and tripped over a headstone. I bumped my head on a rock and my adrenaline kicked in. I jumped up, ran to the car and drove home.