Last Halloween (actually it was October 30th at midnight), some of my friends and I decided that it would be fun to go to the cemetery and have a little circle séance thing. One of my good friends is a Wiccian, I used to be, and he has made some Wiccian friends who taught him this chant. We walked, there were about 6 of us, maybe 8, from our house on North Pacific Street, we passed the Minton house on the way there and back ( I am determined to buy it someday for it is always for sale.) When you east on Normal (Washington) Street toward the cemetery it is all fenced off, you have to turn head south on Fountain for a bit till you get to the gravel road which will take you to the main (or side) gate of the Cemetery. We get to the gate and have seat in a circle, we all held hands. My friend started his speech and every he said this certain phrase the light that was above him would fade, then go back to normal. This was a phrase that he repeated often during this speech. I kept seeing things inside the cemetery out of the corner of my eye, my thought was that it was something creeping around. The hair on my neck was on end from the time we turned onto the gravel road. On the way to the gate we passed this white concrete shed of some sort, to note for later, this is probably 500 feet or less from where we sat and after you pass it there is a curve in the road. Ok, so as we were in this circle holding hands and concentrating, I kept feeling something on my head, at first it felt like there was some bug or something going into my hair, so I brushed the area with my hand. No bugs. Then as we progressed it became like a tapping on my right temple. I also kept feeling something on my arm, something very lightly touching me. I think I was creped out more than anyone because as soon as he was done I stood up, out of the corner of my eye I saw a white figure. I told myself, its that shed, but I also was kind freaked so I sat back down right away. I managed to convince them we needed to leave, and my Wiccian friend also sensed something and he agreed. As we were walking back down the gravel road I realized that the shed was not right next to the gate we were at and I couldn't of possibly seen it out of the corner of my eye from where we were sitting. S My daughter is the one who they seem to be attracted to, so we waited for her to be here when the cemetary is open. It is closed on holidays and weekends, so getting there is hard for working people. We went back on May 29th, 30th, and 31st 2005. We went back to the same tree and took more pictures. We discovered when we got home and looked at the old and new pictures, that there is another stone behind the one we thought was strange. Therefore we can now explain the picture and it is not floating as it looked in the picture. We took your advice and took a tape recorder with us all three days. We seem to be getting responses to our questions in a very gutteral voice but can't get enough of the white noise out to understand all of it, just a word here and there. The best we got was on the 31st. If we are understanding it right he is the son of Jacob Miller or Milner and is talking about water and the river. We think he is asking us to have someone drag the river. There are some voices on all three days, but the 31st was the best. I have taken a small section of the tape we did on May 31st 2005. I think I can here "Why - - - - Come Back". The 1st two days were done on an old battery recorder about 10 years old. This is the first thing we got from him on the first day. She asks, does anyone want to talk to us? I think I hear " yes we all - - - - - - - " I have equalized and removed as much distortion as I seem to be able to, then amplified it. The third day we took a newer recorder out and I think it is better. My daughter Mary felt something touching her head. Thanks, MH Page Back |
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