It was just a normal night hanging out with my friend Austin. We always go ghost hunting and usually to the same places and cemetaries. What we didnt know was that this time, we would actually encounter the dead.
We went to Pine Hill Cemetary in Westfield, MA. It&rquo;s a very large cemetary. Probably the size of 2-3football fields. It was around midnight and the sky was unusually dark. It was also colder in the cemetary. We didnt pay any mind to that when we walked through a crack in the fencing and started in. At first, it was no big deal like always. But I heard something almost immediately to my right near a bunch of graves.
We still kept going and continuously kept hearing a crackling noise all around us. We knew, something was following us. I didnt really get scared until I heard the laughter. A dark sinister laugh. It sounded like it was coming from a man maybe 30 feet away. I shivered. Austin saw a shadow dart behind some graves. We began to get freaked out.
I&rquo;m a very logical person. I don&rquo;t believe in heaven, hell, or even a God. But what happened next will defy all my logic. Something picked up a rock and flung it at the grave stone to my right. It flew by itself. At that point I started crying. I couldnt believe what I just witnessed. It flew 5 feet by itself. Austin and I were completly alone. I saw the rock leave the ground and hit the grave. I&rquo;m shaking as I write this. At that point, we knew we had to get the hell out of there.
We started walking towards the crack in the fence where we came. Austin complained of a burn on his ankle. Earlier he mentioned that he heard a low snarl. The sound that a snake makes. I didnt hear it, but I believed him because I just saw a rock fly by itself. As were leaving, I walked ahead and I noticed Austin wasn&rquo;t beside me anymore. He was just standing staring behind us. I walked to him and asked him what he saw. I looked for myself and I saw it. The thing that had been making all those noises. It appeared to us. It was made up as a transparent gray, black, and white figure. It was coming for us. I know it sounds so exaggerated but it was ten feet away and it was coming in our direction. I started screaming at the top of my lungs. We ran out of there so fast. I&rquo;ve never been so scared in my entire life. We bolted to the car and drove away.
We stopped at a parking lot to discuss what we saw and austin lifted his ankle to show me what was bothering him. It was two puncture wounds similar to what a snake bite would look like. I started screaming. It was ironic because Austin said he heard a snarl like snake sound earlier while in the cemetary.
We went home and I dont know about him but I vow never to go back there again. What ever was there did not want us there. I have never been so scared in my entire life. No logic can define what I heard, saw, and felt. I&rquo;m not making this up. I&rquo;m a 20 year old college student. Don&rquo;t tell me that it wasnt real. Austin and I both saw something. Perhaps something sinister. Something insidious. I dont ever want to know. I recommend all ghost hunters to this cemetary if you want to experience the supernatural. But I warn you: you may know what your looking for, but you might not be prepared for what you might find. Thank you for reading the story.