I Have an Obsession with the Paranormal (Especially Post Mortem Photos)- An Old Ghost Story Part II

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January 25th 2018

Time seemed to drag on as I watched the clock, dreading sunfall. We had dinner together, watched TV, and then eventually went to bed. It was the weekend, so we were all allowed to stay up until 10 pm max. My parents usually went to bed around 10-11 or so. Thankfully for us, both of our parents sleep like lifeless rocks. 

Kevin and I shared a bedroom together and our sisters shared one together as well. Our parents slept across the hall from our room and more often than not, they would have the door cracked in case if anything were to go bump in the night. Every few moments or so I would stare at the clock that sat above our window. 9:47… 9:49… 9:50… the closer it got to 10, the closer I could feel my heart explode from nervousness. 

“Are you ready for this?” Kevin looked at me from across the room, laying casually in his bed with a flashlight and book in his hands. 

“Yeah… I guess.” I murmured. I started to feel sick to my stomach.

“Don’t worry Jacob, it will be fine! We’ll go out the backdoor once mom and dad are asleep, meet up with Joe, then go from there! Joe and I do this all the time.” 

“Wait, what?” I sat up and stared at my brother in disbelief. “I thought you said that you heard of it! I didn’t realize that you had been there before.”

“Yeah! We have been to that church once or twice before during the day. Joe’s dad eventually caught us going into the woods by ourselves and told us that we weren’t allowed to go anywhere near that church. So that’s when Joe and I started going out into the woods at night. There were other cool places we went to like the pond and waterfall that sits beyond that treeline. We spent most of our nights there. It was our hangout place.” 

“Have you ever been to the church at night?”

“Not yet! That’s where you come in!” He sat up out of bed, reached underneath his bed, and held out what was a very small and dusty old polaroid camera. He walked over to me and handed it over. 

“Dad’s old camera?”

“Yes! Joe and I need you to take pictures of this place.”

“Why me?”

“Because you’re good at taking pictures!”

“Why haven’t you done this yourself?”

“Because I don’t know how the camera works! And joe doesn’t know how to use it either. Only you do.”

Unfortunately, he was speaking the truth. Despite the fact that dad showed Kevin how to use the camera. He got angry with it and threw it against the wall and since then, dad won’t allow him to touch it. That always made Kevin mad. I became a pro at it and I still have the camera to this day. My dad and I love taking pictures together whenever we would go with his group or on family vacations. 

“You can take pictures and show them off at school! But you gotta make sure that you take enough pictures so all three of us can have pictures to take with us to school.”

“Okay.” I sighed heavily. “Are you sure that we should be doing this?”

“Jacob”, Kevin got up off his bed and sat next to me on mine. I sat and stared down at the red and blue Captain America rug that sat in the middle of our room. “It’s going to be fine! We’ll have flashlights, pocket knives, a few snacks, a first aid kit, and a few flares. If worse comes to worse, we will beat it. Okay?”

I sighed again and said,”Okay.”

“Look man! It’s 10:05! Let’s go!” Kevin pointed to the clock, grabbed his backpack, grabbed me by the arm. We shuffled down our staircase and through the backdoor. 

I could see a small light that illuminated in the pitch blackness. After walking a few blocks, we met up with Joe. Joe was (and still is) a pretty nice guy, VERY smart too. 

“Hey guys, you made it!” 

“Yeah! we sure did!” Kevin exclaimed.

“Shhhhh…” Joe gestured us to get closer to the trees. “My dad is still awake and he’s a light sleeper.” 

“Oh oops! Sorry.” Kevin said as he bit his lip. 

“Anyway, I have everything we need. Here’s our map.” He pulled out a highly detailed map from the side pocket of his backpack. Joe had everything highlighted and labeled. Kevin held his flashlight over it so we could all see it. “So our destination is only about an hour away tops.” 

My jaw dropped. “An hour???”, both Kevin and Joe shushed me. “Sorry.”

“Yeah, it’s only because we are going a slightly different route. This different route supposedly has an unlabeled ancient indian burial ground which is somewhere nearby the church. If we went the normal route, we wouldn’t be able to see the burial ground.”

“Hell yeah man! Let’s do this thing!” Kevin and Joe high fived. 

“Alright little man, do you have the camera?” Joe asked.

“Yeah, I got it.” I held it up and then put the strap around my shoulder. 

“Good good.” Joe gave me a high five and with that we were off…

More coming soon…

Part 1 | Part 2 | Next Part

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