Halloween is almost upon us, so here’s a little something to help people get into the spirit.
That first link is a pretty cool site. It lists all the ghost stories submitted by readings, and they are organized by location, so that you can go check them out. It doesn’t seem to get updated too often, but I guess we don’t get new ghost stories too often, either. I think it was Jeremy who showed it to me back when we lived in Suntree.
Like I’ve said before, I consider myself a healthy skeptic, but there’s part of me that wants to believe. So when Leena told us about the Freeport Factory and we looked it up on the Shadowlands, a bunch of us were down to go check it out on Halloween.
Now, the way Leena told the story was that if you down Freeport around the part where it follows the on a dark night, supposedly if the spirits wanted you to find them, the fog would part enough for you to find the entrance to the factory. As you approach the factory, there should be lights or sounds as if children were playing inside. If you can find an open door to go inside, you’re supposed to hold onto it tightly, or the door will slam shut and you’ll be stuck inside with the ghosts until morning.
A bunch of us – all of our apartment and Genie’s apartment, plus friends, armed ourselves with Mag-Lites and packed up into our cars and set out. We wandered up and down Freeport, but we could never find the factory. After a while, we gave up, and someone came up with the bright idea of crashing a cemetery instead. We rolled up to the nearest one, hopped the fence, and wandered around. The scariest thing I saw that night was a huge crow that followed us around and watched as we walked around the cemetery.
Afterwards, though, I heard some weird stuff. The girls had discovered a grave for a little girl that died when she was only two, buried next to her mother. After we came home, Kitty said that she started to hear a girl’s voice, and she would wake up with weird bruises on her body that looked like little hand prints. Mikey was supposedly a psychic, and he said that he doesn’t like to talk about or use his abilities, but he talked to the little girl, who had followed Kitty home from the cemetery, and they went back to the cemetery and got her to stay there.
Doesn’t that sound a lot more fun than that lame Halloween party you’re going to this year? 
You don’t even need to get a costume! Anyways, maybe I’ll post some more ghost stories as we get closer to the 31st.