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| kidnic Quote | Reply | | My paranormal experiences... posted on: 11/25/2006 3:53:06 AM Well, I’ll try to explain this the best I can, and reconstruct everyone’s story into a cohesive whole. Basically, I don’t really know for sure if it actually happened since I was only there and it didn’t happen to me, but I can be pretty sure of it. The reason I’m so sure is because of everyone’s reaction. Believe me, if you ever see someone in tears over experiencing a ghost, then you can’t tell me I’m crazy. It started a long while ago… these girls that have lived in the Antelope Valley for a longer time than me told my friends about this place called “Trippin’ Hill.” They said it was supposed to be haunted by the ghost of this girl who was murdered there a long time ago. Of course, being the party group we are, decide that that is the perfect place to have a party. It would be chill there… no one would want to drive there. Seriously, this place is so freaky driving up to it that you almost immediately want to turn back and book it. Let me try and describe it to you. At first, you’re driving through a crazy canyon with little houses that are barely lit scattered along the sides. Eventually, the canyon ends, the dirt road gets a lot rougher, and you start heading up around the side of this one hill. The road starts twisting back and forth as you make your way up the hill until eventually you just stumble upon it. At first all you see is a battered, broken down old house without anything except the cement foundation and cement walls. It has no windows, no doors… just a hollowed out skeleton of a house. It’s creepy. Everyone who’s ever seen it, to my understanding, has freaked out and turned around. It wasn’t until my third time there that I finally ventured out. It was with my friends Leland and Cody. It was only because Cody insisted on getting out that I decided it was better to go with them than to stay alone in my car. Well, we explored the place and found that it contained not just one of those strange houses, but six of them. Imagine six of those kinds of houses… and all of them are tagged over every square inch of every wall. Picture that, and then tell me what you would think stumbling upon one little closet that had no writing whatsoever. We got such a bad feeling from that room that we never went in, but if we had we would’ve seen a poem on the far wall. After a couple times of going back to that place we went in that room and read the poem. What’s creepy is that underneath the poem it says, “R.I.P. Janet Hair.” So naturally we assumed nothing of it and forgot all about the girl who died and everything like that. After a few more times we started having little kickbacks there and making a fire in the fireplace of one of the houses. We cleaned it all out, make some benches, swept the floor… and just chilled. The thing that gets me is that it never did anything all those times, but this last time decided to freak us all out. You see… there were six people with us last night, and it happened 5 minutes before I got back from dropping one of them off. Besides myself and the one I dropped off, there was my brother and four other people. It started with my brother shortly after I left. You see, him and a friend were lying on this one mattress in the house when they saw a can get knocked over across the room. Then they both stare and watch as a cup that was right next to the fallen can starts to move toward them both (a distance of about 20 feet) and stops right at the mattress. The one friend asks my brother, “Did you feel a breeze?” To which he replies. “No…” That’s when my brother feels a hand caress his face. He bolts straight up, grabs his friend’s hand and runs back to his car and takes the friend home. This is all happening as the other friends left to go look at the house with the poem. Well, they get the room with the poem and one of the two guys starts joking about going in there. They all plead with him not to, because they can feel something bad in the room, but he doesn’t listen. According to the guy who went in, he lit his lighter and started reading the very first word of the poem in his head when he heard her say, “Please, stay with me.” At the point, it grabbed his hand and started pulling him towards that wall. He said that the only reason he found out that it was holding him like that was because as he started to step away he saw his foot take a step in front of his body instead of his whole body moving. What’s crazy is that as it was grabbing his hand, he tried to call out the names of the other two, but instead of that, the word “goodbye” was being uttered with a deep, growling sound and he said he felt a heavy pressure all around his neck. So he naturally started to freak out and scream. It let go of his hand, but right before he got to the doorway it grabbed his whole waist and yanked him to the floor. Immediately, the other friend reaches out and actually grabs both of his hands. Pulling as hard as she could, even putting all her weight on him ‘til the point where she’d fall without support, she couldn’t manage to get him out. The whole time the guy getting pulled throws up and can’t stop screaming for help. It whispers in his ear, “Please, don’t go, stay with me.” Right before it finally let go of his waist, it said, “I’ll follow you.” After it let go, the one trying to pull him out falls to the floor and he gets yanked out. What’s strange is after all of this, the guy that just stood and witnessed the whole thing just runs straight into the desert, much to the disappointment of the other two. And it just so happens that I arrive at that very instant, and the guy who got pulled runs straight into my driver’s side window, crying for help. Literally, he had tears running down his face and got in my car as quick as he could. They both get in my car and they tell me that the one guy is missing, that he just ran for the desert. I get real freaked out, because I’m hoping that it hasn’t got him already and he’ll make it back safe to my car. Haha… and then the scariest thing that has ever happened to me occurs. The missing guy just pops up on the passenger door, right next to the crying guy, and is just smiling. Smiling… that was enough to cause the crying man to hop from the passenger seat to the back. Just imagine all that just happened… why would someone who witnessed that just be smiling? It freaked me out to the point where I almost left him there, had it not been for the other two who were shouting to let him in. We tell him, “Get in fool! Seriously, hurry up!” He just stands there… smiling. The smile fades away and he goes, “What?” We tell him again… and he just walks to the door with the crying guy. So we’re telling him to get in the other door and to hurry up, but he’s just taking his time. He finally gets in and later on we ask him why he took so long getting in. The freakiest thing is that he can’t remember… he blanked out the second he darted out into the desert, and can’t remember anything until he was already back in the car. -------------------------------------------- Well an even crazier thing happened again a couple nights later. I went up there in my car with 4 other people, one of them being "David." We get up to where the houses are again, and my friend and David hop out to investigate. I guess what my friend was really looking to see was what happened to the house that almost burned down. You see, earlier that day, just me and my friend went up there, took a bunch of pictures, and then went to Denny's to chill for awhile. For some reason, I have the thought to check over where the place was on the horizon, and I see a bunch of smoke. My friend sees it too, so we head over to check it out. We got there to find that one of the abandoned houses was in complete flames on the inside, with only a small, circular flame coming out the roof. That's all we got to see before we heard sirens and booked it out of there. So there them two are, my friend and David, going to investigate the mysterious fire. It's just me, my brother, and one other friend in the car just watching them walk away. They get right up near the window looking into the burned out house when all of a sudden, David jumps up to the window and perches on it, looking in to the dark. It looks like he's talking or something, and then he jumps straight up, runs around the corner of the house (the ground level rises until you could climb easily onto the roof) and just lays face-down on the roof crying like he was dying. That's when I got out of my car and headed towards my friend. He's trying to frantically tell me that I really have to save David. We decide that we'll probably be able to search better using the high beams of my car, so we get in and start driving. Within only seconds, he comes running up to our car. He looks insane, and he is babbling constantly. What everyone heard (including me) was David say, "We'll be back in a little bit, we're just going for a little walk," to which he points back up towards the burned-out house. We're shouting for him to just come back and get in the car, but he doesn't listen and disappears once again. Now I'm almost in tears, because we're all tripping out on how he said "we," and not "I." Immediately we turn our head lights back on and start searching. We probably get a few feet when we see, emerging from the darkness of the desert, David, who is only in his boxers, putting his shirt back on with the most evil, maniacal smile I have ever seen in my life on his face. Stumbling towards my car, still wearing the grin, we finally get him back in. Later on we find out that he actually ended up (somehow) completely naked out there and when we saw him, he had just put his boxers back on. The whole time back to David's house we were trying to figure out what happened, but he couldn't give any straight answers. All of a sudden, a moment of clarity opens for him, and he starts speaking unlike anything I've ever heard him speak before and starts talking about how we messed things up with her, and now she's pissed... but he said it's okay, because he somehow made up for it. When I asked him how he actually made up for all the "wrong" we've done there, he holds piece symbols with both hands and bumps them together(at which point it made a capital W) a couple times. I don't know what this means, but under the circumstance of him mysteriously ending up naked I think it has to do something with that. Any feedback on that? I'm curious because I know this probably sounds crazy to everyone else, but I know it actually happened. You can even see the haunted buildings from Google Earth. You could say I'm scared for some reason to post the coordinates up here, so PM me if you want them. -------------------------------------------- I went there again after that... if you can believe it. I think that place has a strange pull to it, because I can't help myself. But this time, something strange happened again... Basically, I ended up taking that David guy back there along with my brother and these other two friends. People in another car also followed us there. We end up parking in the middle of all the houses, with the other car parked behind me. After awhile of sitting there, David promptly says, "I have to go outside everyone, just let me go up to the hills..." That's when I go on a long rant... "David, I won't let you go outside, or in the hills, or anywhere but my car. IF you tried, I would stop you. I would physically stop you from leaving my car, whatever it takes." Then my friend in the passenger seat shouts, "Stop it, Nick!" right before I finished that monologue. I guess what he ends up telling me is that at that moment when I was talking about stopping him from getting out, it comes up to my windshield and glares at me with red eyes. I didn't see this, as I was turning around to talk to David. It was around that point when things started getting bad. I saw a flash from behind me, and I thought to myself, "What the hell?" So I turn around to look at the car behind me, and that's when I notice that only one of his headlights is flashing repeatedly like a flash from a camera. I thought that was trippy, until the light that was flashing stops flashing and starts to glow. Keep in mind, this was only one of his lights, and they both work fine. It started glowing like the light wasn't lit all the way, and the little metal strip was red. So I'm staring at it, trying to figure out why it's doing that, when a blue flame pops up inside the headlight and starts swirling around. That freaks me out, so I just turn around and look straight forward. That's when David opens my car door and is slowly drifting outside. His arm was bent, with his elbow out of the car, and the person sitting back there with him had her arm around him trying to keep him in. It wasn't enough though, so I reach back and push against his chest. That's two people trying to keep one guy from getting out. It seemed at the time that we had to try to hard to pull him in, like something was grabbing his arm and pulling. So I finally shut the door, slamming it in David's face, and jet out of there. As we're leaving down the dirt road, he tries to get out again. This time it's even harder to pull him back in, as I'm still trying to drive away. We get back to David's house, where he says that he thinks he might be schizophrenic or something and probably needs to see a doctor. I say forget that, he's not crazy if we all experience the same thing and he has no previous history of mental illness. He wouldn't ever explain to us why he wanted to get out... he always would change the subject. We never got it out of him. |
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replied on: 11/25/2006 3:54:41 AM I'm sorry if this posted three times, as I had the "Preview" checked and assumed that it wasn't actually posting when I clicked the button. |
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