W-OLF
03-20-2006, 04:25 PM
Haunted Cabin
by rmvink@mtu.edu
My friend, Andrea, asked me to go to her cabin in Grayling, Michigan
with her for the weekend. I was 12 years old, and expected to have a
realy fun time that weekend. I never thought that I would be terrified.
Her room, at the cabin, had a bunkbed that was against the wall. I was
really exicted because I had never slept in one before. I slept on the
bottom, though, because I was afraid to fall out.
That night, her parents went out ot a movie, leaving just Andrea and I
there. Alone. It gets really dark there because there are no street or
city lights back in the woods. We went to bed before her parents came
home. I had a hard time sleeping because I kept hearing strange noises.
I actually became afraid to move. I wouldn't move until I heard Andrea
move. About an hour or so later, I felt funny. I looked over into the
room. I saw a pair of legs standing right next to the bed. I was
paralyzed with fear. I just shut my eyes and prayed that it would go
away.
The next morning, when I awoke, I saw that a Kleenex box had been moved
across the room, and a couple of other things had also moved. I asked
Andrea why she moved them, and she said she didn't. She then proceeded
to tell me that she thought that she had seen someone standing right
next to the bed. I told her that I had too. We were both terrified to
ever sleep there again. The next night we slept with a lit candle, and
didn't see a thing.
When we told her parents of the sighting, her mom said that it was our
imagination, and that Andrea shouldn't have told me the story of the
supposed ghost that lived there. She did not ever tell me such a story.
I had nothing in my head about ghosts living there.
Her Father had also woken up to see a man standing over him before we
ever saw him. I never went back to that cabin. But now, at the age of
21, I feel privileged to have seen what I saw.
credit Shadowlands
by rmvink@mtu.edu
My friend, Andrea, asked me to go to her cabin in Grayling, Michigan
with her for the weekend. I was 12 years old, and expected to have a
realy fun time that weekend. I never thought that I would be terrified.
Her room, at the cabin, had a bunkbed that was against the wall. I was
really exicted because I had never slept in one before. I slept on the
bottom, though, because I was afraid to fall out.
That night, her parents went out ot a movie, leaving just Andrea and I
there. Alone. It gets really dark there because there are no street or
city lights back in the woods. We went to bed before her parents came
home. I had a hard time sleeping because I kept hearing strange noises.
I actually became afraid to move. I wouldn't move until I heard Andrea
move. About an hour or so later, I felt funny. I looked over into the
room. I saw a pair of legs standing right next to the bed. I was
paralyzed with fear. I just shut my eyes and prayed that it would go
away.
The next morning, when I awoke, I saw that a Kleenex box had been moved
across the room, and a couple of other things had also moved. I asked
Andrea why she moved them, and she said she didn't. She then proceeded
to tell me that she thought that she had seen someone standing right
next to the bed. I told her that I had too. We were both terrified to
ever sleep there again. The next night we slept with a lit candle, and
didn't see a thing.
When we told her parents of the sighting, her mom said that it was our
imagination, and that Andrea shouldn't have told me the story of the
supposed ghost that lived there. She did not ever tell me such a story.
I had nothing in my head about ghosts living there.
Her Father had also woken up to see a man standing over him before we
ever saw him. I never went back to that cabin. But now, at the age of
21, I feel privileged to have seen what I saw.
credit Shadowlands