It may have all started in August last year, around the
time when my birthday was nearing...The first incident,
the one I believe started it all, was the only happening
that I was absent from.
A few of my friends, Luna, Steph, Holly, Sam, and Shelby, decided to have a little
seance in Luna's backyard. I was told of it later on.
I guess what happened is this; they were able to call up
some spirit or demon, a male for certain, and were
speaking with it. He was pretty crude and vulgar from
what I understand. But then they were interrupted by a
loud noise. The shed behind Luna's house had
unmistakably been hit...But there was no one around to
have done it and gotten out of sight soon enough and
there were no objects on the ground. Nothing could
have been thrown. They were startled into breaking the
circle before they could dismiss the spirit they'd called.
We tried to get rid of it soon afterward, because strange
things were beginning to happen. Steph reported
kitchen knives doing things they shouldn't, and Luna
and I witnessed moving rock piles, though these were
only a few things. This time around, I was present but
Shelby was not...We were hoping it would work anyway.
We were able to talk to the spirit again, where I heard
first-hand the foul language the others had described,
and each of us at one point or another felt hand upon
our shoulders, arms, necks, and legs. Not a good thing
-- it meant he was outside the circle and could do us
physical harm. In any case, to make a long story slightly
shorter, he ended up pulling Sam from the circle,
breaking it once again. Mission failed.
However, things seemed to return to some level of
normality for awhile. During which time we took up the
habit of visiting the graveyard down the street. A normal
teenage activity, right?
One day Luna and I went alone. We noticed that as we
walked down the paved path, we would hear the sound
of something falling onto the path behind us. But it
would stop when we stopped. And it would begin again
as soon as we started walking again. We turned to look
and there we saw a series of pebbles, perfectly
aligned, tracing the way we had walked. Strange
enough on it's own, we could find no place where the
pebbles could have come from...That same day, the
two of us decided to poke around the old tomb vaults --
they had some holes in the doors. We were both
peering into the dark crack when suddenly we jumped
away, startled and simultaneously. We had both seen
it. A pale white face had appeared slowly from the
shadows within.
We decided to go home.
We were increasingly ebbed by the feeling of being
watched or followed, and odd shadows would show up
in photographs...But nothing monumental happened
until Luna's birthday party rolled around...
It started out innocent enough, but when the sun went
down, things got weird. I'm sure you understand how
young'uns are...We were still willing to play around with
fire even after it had burned us once. We decided to
play a little game of 'Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board'
after we'd played 'Sandman' and other such things. We
were fascinated to find out that it worked...But then
when we lifted Steph, she freaked out and claimed that
she'd seen the cliche bright light, and heard her
deceased grandmother calling to her. We'd lifted her a
little too far, I guess.
We all went for a walk after that. Nighttime strolls
around the block was a routine activity for us, you could
say. But as we neared the park, we stopped in our
tracks. A man wearing a hat and trenchcoat stood
calmly in the shadows, watching us. It was pretty freaky,
as anyone who has seen the movie 'Jeepers Creepers'
would understand. We didn't think twice about running.
But Holly, who had lagged behind, wanted to see for
herself, so I went back with her. The man was no
longer there, but at the far end of the street -- too far for
a human to have run in the short time I was gone. He
was turned toward us and waving his arms in the air.
Holly and I caught up to the others and we went back to
Luna's house.
There, we were faced with more strange events, but
they're not worth taking up more space and time right
now...But one thing is worth mentioning, ever since that
night, we've been able to see a creepy black beam off
away beyond the trees...It's like a searchlight beam, but
shadow instead of light...
Well, that's all for the summer of 2002, but I've got
plenty of other tales to tell....
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