Monday, June 30, 2008

SAD FACE WITHIN THE TREES!

By: Sandy
"This photo was taken at Reder Road in Griffith Indiana. It was in the daytime, sunny, clear and no rain or mist in the air and about 75 degrees. The history of Reder Road is said to be haunted by ghosts. The most famous known ghost is that of Elizabeth Wilson who died in a speeding car crash in 1955, thrown from the car and drowning face down in the ditch on the side of the road. Numerous sightings of her ghost has spread throughout our Community throughout the years. It is about a 5 mile stretch of a now barred off road that is no longer open to the public use. Grown up with weeds trees and brush and a narrow pathway is all that is left of the old road. My sister (Robyn) captured this photo in Mid August 2004 while we were on a ghost hunt and gave me permission to send it to you. I truly believe that she has captured the ghost of Elizabeth Wilson. I have also posted this photo on your message board with a lot of responses. What do you think?...........I would truly appreciate response on your opinion"

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Mysterious footsteps

By: Audra

Last night around 11 I was in the bathroom. my husband was in the living room sleeping on the couch. I was finishing up in there when I heard my husband walk from the livingroom down the small hallway. he paused outside of the bathroom for a moment before continusing on into the back bedroom. I was puzzled that he didn't say "goodnight" to me,or that he didn't even ask me how long I was going to be up for. I flushed the toilet, washed my hands and came out of the bathroom. glanced into the back bedroom the light was off and I didn't think to go in and bother him while he slept, I was a little annoyed that he didn't turn off the lights in the livingroom, or the TV that was still on, but then again he never does. so I headed into the livingroom to turn everything off and I just stopped dead in my tracks when I saw my husband still asleep and snoring on the couch... my world crashed down around me. the only thing i thought of was "no, not again" I woke my husband up and he could tell that i was visibly upset. I told him i heard footsteps, and then he got up grabbed a knife from the kitchen and checked out the whole house, even went outside. I just stood in the diningroom in disbelief; I knew my husband wouldn't find anyone. he came back and said that there was no one in the house, but I knew that already. about 3 years ago I encountered these phantom footsteps before. it was a weekday, my husband had to be at work by 7, so he liked to leave the house by 6:30 am to get there on time. I was still sleeping in the bedroom when he left. but i woke up a little by this very annoying sound, heavy footsteps in the kitchen just walking back and forth. at first I thought that it was my husband getting a lunch ready for the day. but then I looked at the clock and realized that my husband would have been at work already because it was 7:30. I lifted my head and looked toward the door the bedroom is just off of the kitchen, but the way the room was set i couldn't see out into the kitchen. but I did see my two cats who sleep with us; their heads were lifted and they were looking in the same direction that the footstep sounds were coming from. I was frightened, I thought that someone was in the house, a robber maybe. I just layed there in bed pulling the covers up around me scared to death, and listening intensely for the footsteps that I had heard just a few seconds earlier. after about 10 minutes after the footsteps had stopped; I gathered the courage to climb out of bed an investigate. I looked everwhere the basement, the attic, every nook and cranny. but there was no one and nothing anywhere. I was left shaken and baffled. maybe I didn't hear what I thought I had. and though the memories are still with me I have successfully chalked it up to nothing but a misunderstanding due to coming out of a deep sleep. but now, after last night I don't know what to think. I am a little uneasy about the house. I'm not really scared of the mystery footsteps, creeped out a little though. but mostly I am just upset and irritated that I can't prove what i heard, or explain it away. I want to know, I want the proof, but at the same time I don't want to know, and I don't want proof... you know?