Were shrooms and/or other illegal substances and alchohol involved in any way perhaps? ;]BlazeTSU wrote:ok, so heres an entire weekend experience that happend at the witches graveyard in smyrna. circa 1996.........back when the entire road was untouched by the county or the authorities.
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Blaze, great adventure.
So what exactly IS the witches graveyard? Do you have any theories on what exactly those people from the churches were doing there?
I didn't think there were any actual occultists/ritualists around here. That's pretty zesty on the spook-o-meter.
Our old vocalist went to a Christian college in Cedarville, Ohio, and went to some freaky town called Xenia. There was apparently a cave that had similar descriptions of occult/ritualistic activity. Well, they went to the cave in question, and found the walls to be spattered with dried-up blood. From what I remember of his tale, they didn't hang out to see what the blood came from. Pretty fuckin' DM if you ask me.
PM us, or e-mail us at: neuronomicon@comcast.net with the directions to this place from Marietta, if you wouldn't mind, good sir.
So what exactly IS the witches graveyard? Do you have any theories on what exactly those people from the churches were doing there?
I didn't think there were any actual occultists/ritualists around here. That's pretty zesty on the spook-o-meter.
Our old vocalist went to a Christian college in Cedarville, Ohio, and went to some freaky town called Xenia. There was apparently a cave that had similar descriptions of occult/ritualistic activity. Well, they went to the cave in question, and found the walls to be spattered with dried-up blood. From what I remember of his tale, they didn't hang out to see what the blood came from. Pretty fuckin' DM if you ask me.
PM us, or e-mail us at: neuronomicon@comcast.net with the directions to this place from Marietta, if you wouldn't mind, good sir.
the witches graveyard is just that, a witch filled graveyard. there were two houses and the cemetery at the end of the dirt road. the story says that is where the witches lived. the two houses are now torn down but i was fortunate to make my way into them a few times before they demo'ed them. the walls were covered in blood and there were many signs of "rituals" throughout. by witches? i can't say for sure but there was signs of the occult for sure. and then there were the people like me that just heard about the craziness and went to check it out. it was customary to punch holes in the walls when you visited........i don't know why, but i put a few holes in there myself.
the houses basically sat on either side of the graveyard but were back off the road. the driveways are now blocked off and the once dirt road is paved and littered with "no parking" signs on both sides of the street literally every 10 ft. they put up an actual chainlink fence that stands about 10 ft tall and barbed wire on the top. needless to say, they dampened the aura of the place. but the graveyard is still there and the fence has been mangled where the gate used to be so you can get inside it if you'd like. they fix it and then someone cuts it open again. still blood on the headstones and still empty graves.
i haven't been there in a couple of years but i'd say it still holds a little "creepiness" but nothing compared to what it was.
i'll try and find out the road name to give you good directions. its basically about 1/4 mile off of concord rd but i can't remember the road names after that at all.
the houses basically sat on either side of the graveyard but were back off the road. the driveways are now blocked off and the once dirt road is paved and littered with "no parking" signs on both sides of the street literally every 10 ft. they put up an actual chainlink fence that stands about 10 ft tall and barbed wire on the top. needless to say, they dampened the aura of the place. but the graveyard is still there and the fence has been mangled where the gate used to be so you can get inside it if you'd like. they fix it and then someone cuts it open again. still blood on the headstones and still empty graves.
i haven't been there in a couple of years but i'd say it still holds a little "creepiness" but nothing compared to what it was.
i'll try and find out the road name to give you good directions. its basically about 1/4 mile off of concord rd but i can't remember the road names after that at all.
Re: Blaze!
NeuroNomicon wrote: Do you have any theories on what exactly those people from the churches were doing there?
i have no clue. i could theorize a million different things but the only thing i know for sure is that it was really weird and i've never seen anything like it in my life. the way the people parked, men getting out of the drivers side and women out of the passenger side walking in single file lines. none of them said anything to each other and none even turned to look at each other. they basically formed three single file lines........men, cars and women and walked into the cemetery accordingly.
it was like some village of the damned type shit!
i know all of this sounds crazy but a lot of you know me and know that i'm not one for bullshit. i swear on my entire family that all of this actually happend.
I found this creepy pic (if it's real) of the place
http://www.flickr.com/photos/leonarloforbes/64247303/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/leonarloforbes/64247303/
that looks like it could be the real deal. although its hard to tell b/c most creepy graveyards look similiar.ratanda wrote:I found this creepy pic (if it's real) of the place
http://www.flickr.com/photos/leonarloforbes/64247303/
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Back in the 80s there used to be a house just like that off that road that goes off past McKeachern near 278 (west Marietta) Damn if I can remember the name of that road now... heh. But anyways, the house was once built like a castle but when i went there all the ceilings and roofs had caved in and the walls were punched in too. The legend was that the rich man who used to live there just up and blew off his wife's head and then his own. There was a slogan painted in red there saying "Evil has happend here before and will happen again." Evil never happened to me there. I don't know if anything really ever happened there, but the kids all used to go build bonfires and get stoned there and paint Slayer on the walls and shit. (Back in the day, when Slayer was just becoming more well-known.) The only thing that ever happened when I was there was having the cops run us off.BlazeTSU wrote:the witches graveyard is just that, a witch filled graveyard. there were two houses and the cemetery at the end of the dirt road. the story says that is where the witches lived. the two houses are now torn down but i was fortunate to make my way into them a few times before they demo'ed them. the walls were covered in blood and there were many signs of "rituals" throughout. by witches? i can't say for sure but there was signs of the occult for sure. and then there were the people like me that just heard about the craziness and went to check it out. it was customary to punch holes in the walls when you visited........i don't know why, but i put a few holes in there myself.
the houses basically sat on either side of the graveyard but were back off the road. the driveways are now blocked off and the once dirt road is paved and littered with "no parking" signs on both sides of the street literally every 10 ft. they put up an actual chainlink fence that stands about 10 ft tall and barbed wire on the top. needless to say, they dampened the aura of the place. but the graveyard is still there and the fence has been mangled where the gate used to be so you can get inside it if you'd like. they fix it and then someone cuts it open again. still blood on the headstones and still empty graves.
i haven't been there in a couple of years but i'd say it still holds a little "creepiness" but nothing compared to what it was.
i'll try and find out the road name to give you good directions. its basically about 1/4 mile off of concord rd but i can't remember the road names after that at all.
The witches cemetary, yeah I remember that. My boyfriend at the time got us out to sit on the gravestones and passed ajoint around, and then started talking about "waterhead babies" or some shit, and he creeped out my girlfriend and she got scared and wanted to leave. I thought it was funny until we got back to the car and saw it had gotten in gear and was roling up hill...
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The "White Thing"
Well, this one's a good little yarn...
It was about '94 or '95, and I was living in a tiny little town in the boondocks of Tennessee, called Leiper's Fork. There wasn't much of anything in the town, save a small convenience store, and a restaurant or two. I lived about 5 miles outside of Leiper's Fork.
My parents had 10 acres of valley, surrounded by bluffs, that was bisected by a small stream. Behind us, lived my best friend, whom had 100 acres of nothing. There really wasn't a lot of anything but grass and trees out there.
This is just one of several EXTREMELY weird things that had happened to/near me in this place. Very freaky little area. Tennessee seemed to be a hotbed of this sort of weirdness. At any rate, I digress...
Our driveway was probably about 1/4 of a mile long, so getting the mail was a chore to say the least. One evening, after getting out of school, I was sent on the mission to recover the mail, and trotted towards the mailbox with my dog, a Jack-Russel terrier. About halfway down my driveway, near our barn, the dog darted towards the most vertical bluff, about 125 yards away, and stopped at the edge of the creek, barking furiously. It was fall, and the foliage had begun to give way. About halfway up the bluff, obscured by trees, was a "man" in a white suit. I am talking head-to-toe, no eyeholes that I can see, just featureless suit. I was freaked out to say the least, not because of anything "paranormal", but due to the fact that there was some "freak" in a suit hanging out on my land. My dog began to move closer to this "man", and he outran her, taking off straight up a cliff. Jack-Russel's are quick poochies, and this guy outran her UP a cliff. Not too shabby...
Well, a few weeks later I got to experience "round two". Sitting at home, and I distinctly remembered watching "Ninja Turtles" so it was a Saturday morning. I was home alone, and it was a sunny morning, and I could "sense" someone watching me from the sun-room window. When I looked to my left, I got a fleeting image, only closer, of the "freak in the suit", and he took off running as soon as I looked at him.
I wasn't terribly scared as I almost always left the house with some sort of armament, be it a samurai sword, baseball bat, shotgun, whatever. But it still bothered me that this burst-running spandex man was peeping in my windows. It really bothered me that he had a featureless face.
I still have not informed anyone, as I don't know whether or not I am going insane, or if there's actually something to it. That and the only witness is a dog...
Round three. Same format as before. I go to get the mail, and my dad had cleared a walking path through some woods past our barn. The dog takes off running, I see the guy sprinting through the woods on the trail. Now here's where it gets creepy. Not only does he outrun my 25+ mph dog, again, but he never comes out on the end of the trail. He just sort of vanished. I didn't see him disappear. He had nowhere to hide, as the leaves had all been shed. So, needless to say, I had forgone getting the mail, and went back home.
I still have yet to relate the story to anyone, in fear of being insane. I was, despite my dog's actions, not fully convinced it was real. It was just too fucking weird.
Well, one morning at the bust stop, my next-door neighbor said to me, ''You ever see anything weird out here?". I responded in the negative, lying, "Not really...why?". He relates to me a story about how the other night, when his family was out of town, his dog woke him up with incessant barking at 3:00 am. He went outside to investigate the commotion, and swears he saw "A guy in a glowing white outfit, or skin, or something", illuminating the night. If you guessed that he outran the dog, again, through the woods, again, and disappeared into the night, again, you would be correct.
To ice the creepy on the fear cake, I asked him if he ever saw it again, about four years later, and he said, "After you moved it never showed up anymore". Grrrrreat...
Then! To get even more strange...I have a good friend and former roommate that is in the Marine Corps. Anyone who knows me long enough eventually gets this story out of me. Well, he left for basic training, and I hadn't heard from him since. Well, about a year later I get some cryptic phone call about how I need to call him as soon as possible.
I call. He says, angrily, "I need to know something. Was that shit you said about "The White Thing", real?" Not knowing why in the fuck he'd be calling me in a tizzy, worked up about any of this, and questioning if this was a joke or not, I said, "Yes. Why?" I wasn't in the mood for any games.
To make a long story short, he told me a story about two of his buddies on guard duty at Fort Bliss, Texas, seeing a glowing "White Man" in the night. When they approached him, he outran both of them. What makes it more important is that the Marines were in a fucking jeep. He said a report was filed with the CO, but there wasn't much they could do about it, other than file a report. There wasn't any investigation, but they swear upon what they saw, enough to risk their credibility, and good name, by coming out and reporting to their boss. Creepy shit.
That's it. I've got a few others:
The story of the "Hatchet Lady"
"Dracula Curtis and the Dancing Tombstone"
"Black Dog's Stormnight"
"Cryptic Growls"
I'll get around to spinning those yarns sometime soon, hopefully. Not as creepy as "The White Thing", though...
It was about '94 or '95, and I was living in a tiny little town in the boondocks of Tennessee, called Leiper's Fork. There wasn't much of anything in the town, save a small convenience store, and a restaurant or two. I lived about 5 miles outside of Leiper's Fork.
My parents had 10 acres of valley, surrounded by bluffs, that was bisected by a small stream. Behind us, lived my best friend, whom had 100 acres of nothing. There really wasn't a lot of anything but grass and trees out there.
This is just one of several EXTREMELY weird things that had happened to/near me in this place. Very freaky little area. Tennessee seemed to be a hotbed of this sort of weirdness. At any rate, I digress...
Our driveway was probably about 1/4 of a mile long, so getting the mail was a chore to say the least. One evening, after getting out of school, I was sent on the mission to recover the mail, and trotted towards the mailbox with my dog, a Jack-Russel terrier. About halfway down my driveway, near our barn, the dog darted towards the most vertical bluff, about 125 yards away, and stopped at the edge of the creek, barking furiously. It was fall, and the foliage had begun to give way. About halfway up the bluff, obscured by trees, was a "man" in a white suit. I am talking head-to-toe, no eyeholes that I can see, just featureless suit. I was freaked out to say the least, not because of anything "paranormal", but due to the fact that there was some "freak" in a suit hanging out on my land. My dog began to move closer to this "man", and he outran her, taking off straight up a cliff. Jack-Russel's are quick poochies, and this guy outran her UP a cliff. Not too shabby...
Well, a few weeks later I got to experience "round two". Sitting at home, and I distinctly remembered watching "Ninja Turtles" so it was a Saturday morning. I was home alone, and it was a sunny morning, and I could "sense" someone watching me from the sun-room window. When I looked to my left, I got a fleeting image, only closer, of the "freak in the suit", and he took off running as soon as I looked at him.
I wasn't terribly scared as I almost always left the house with some sort of armament, be it a samurai sword, baseball bat, shotgun, whatever. But it still bothered me that this burst-running spandex man was peeping in my windows. It really bothered me that he had a featureless face.
I still have not informed anyone, as I don't know whether or not I am going insane, or if there's actually something to it. That and the only witness is a dog...
Round three. Same format as before. I go to get the mail, and my dad had cleared a walking path through some woods past our barn. The dog takes off running, I see the guy sprinting through the woods on the trail. Now here's where it gets creepy. Not only does he outrun my 25+ mph dog, again, but he never comes out on the end of the trail. He just sort of vanished. I didn't see him disappear. He had nowhere to hide, as the leaves had all been shed. So, needless to say, I had forgone getting the mail, and went back home.
I still have yet to relate the story to anyone, in fear of being insane. I was, despite my dog's actions, not fully convinced it was real. It was just too fucking weird.
Well, one morning at the bust stop, my next-door neighbor said to me, ''You ever see anything weird out here?". I responded in the negative, lying, "Not really...why?". He relates to me a story about how the other night, when his family was out of town, his dog woke him up with incessant barking at 3:00 am. He went outside to investigate the commotion, and swears he saw "A guy in a glowing white outfit, or skin, or something", illuminating the night. If you guessed that he outran the dog, again, through the woods, again, and disappeared into the night, again, you would be correct.
To ice the creepy on the fear cake, I asked him if he ever saw it again, about four years later, and he said, "After you moved it never showed up anymore". Grrrrreat...
Then! To get even more strange...I have a good friend and former roommate that is in the Marine Corps. Anyone who knows me long enough eventually gets this story out of me. Well, he left for basic training, and I hadn't heard from him since. Well, about a year later I get some cryptic phone call about how I need to call him as soon as possible.
I call. He says, angrily, "I need to know something. Was that shit you said about "The White Thing", real?" Not knowing why in the fuck he'd be calling me in a tizzy, worked up about any of this, and questioning if this was a joke or not, I said, "Yes. Why?" I wasn't in the mood for any games.
To make a long story short, he told me a story about two of his buddies on guard duty at Fort Bliss, Texas, seeing a glowing "White Man" in the night. When they approached him, he outran both of them. What makes it more important is that the Marines were in a fucking jeep. He said a report was filed with the CO, but there wasn't much they could do about it, other than file a report. There wasn't any investigation, but they swear upon what they saw, enough to risk their credibility, and good name, by coming out and reporting to their boss. Creepy shit.
That's it. I've got a few others:
The story of the "Hatchet Lady"
"Dracula Curtis and the Dancing Tombstone"
"Black Dog's Stormnight"
"Cryptic Growls"
I'll get around to spinning those yarns sometime soon, hopefully. Not as creepy as "The White Thing", though...
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