|the old haunted house in the woods (standard:Ghost stories, 2245 words)|
|Author: stanley mcqueen kentucky backwoods writer||Added: Apr 08 2007||Views/Reads: 3270/1597||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|haunt tales backwood camping trip turn sour , two friend learn what fear is in the dark of the night on a camping trip hope you kids enjoy this and it gives you the creeps|
THE HAUNTED HOUSE.. Something was awful strange about the old house that set deep in the backwoods of Kentucky, something that made the blood curl something in the air about this old place that made me uneasy many places I have been in many of my out door adventures , and I had come across a lot of old abandoned places ,that has no evil present like this old place did, it is a large house and touched by the hand of time, the paint has faded and the wooden sides are now a pale grey and in the yard the giant oaks trees with there swaying limbs had almost taken over the house,I Recall the night that me and Frankie left to go camping close to the area where the house was. We were both the same age and seniors this year and new that life would be different after we graduated, so we decided to make the most out of this summers school vacation, and spend as much time in the wood camping and just hanging out and doing nothing much really but what we both love the best and that was to spend time camping in the woods. Frankie live just about a mile from where I lived and we were raised in this rural area of Kentucky .grandma smith always told the two of us never to go around the old house she said it belongs to and old man who had died and had no heirs and that the old place was suppose to have fallen into the government hands, any way this is the story of our last camping trip in the woods near the old house, we had set up camp about a half mile from the old place and had a good tent set up and a blazing fire , the weather had change from a warm summer day to a cloudy windy and stormy night , we were about ten miles deep inside the woods where no body lived near by , just the two of us out here and near the old abandoned house that we had learned to be suspicious about , lighting was flashing across the sky and the thunder was rumbling and winds had gotten up and had drove us inside our tent which we had secured well against any storm, we had learned that you really have to be prepared to battle the summer time storms that come up in a flash during hot summer nights , inside the tent we felt safe and dry and cozy , listening to the raging of the storm and the driven rains and hearing the swaying of the large tall tress that were above us , it was getting sort of scarey because the storm was awful fierce I could tell when Frankie was scared something about the way his expressions was that give him away, I was not going to let on to him but I was uneasy myself about the winds and heavy rain, it was in the wee hours of the morning that the storm let up some and now no winds, just steady down pouring of rain, I think we had both drifted off to sleep and something woke me up making a threshing noise, I woke up Frankie and told him to listen something is out there in the night and it sound like its getting closer to where we are I whisper to him , sure enough we were hearing something and it was not something that a person never wanted to hear this far back from anyone home, the thing was braking stick and making all kinds of strange sounds, we had a 22 rifle and a two hunting knives and one box of cartilages, then a large scream broke the silence of the night, it was the noise that amazed me the most I had never heard nothing like the sound in my life , it made the hair stand on the top of our head, we both felt helpless and decided to let a window flap down on the tent in the direction of the screaming and threshing, and we tried to shine a light to see what was in the near by timber, we might get a shot off at it if it was a bear or maybe whatever wild animal, It certainly a bad feeling to just have cloth between you and the night and the darkness, the rain started again and we try to see what it was, with the flash light to no travail . The dem flash light was useless on such a raining and stormy night , if we get out of here alive I swear I will never Camp around this place ever again Frankie said, we should have known better than to get so close to that old creepy house, something was out there in the night and here we both are inside this small tent, miles from any houses with on a twenty two rifle and two hunting knives, I guess that was better than nothing, the rain had started again and the thunder was terrifying, making our visibly awful, if we had not have gotten so close to the old homestead maybe we wouldn't be sitting here scared out of our skin, we kept trying to shine the flashlight out the tent window and hoping we might get a glimpse of what was out there”. Making all those terrible, suddenly I got a look at something it was tall and looked to be hairy ,it shot across the narrow deer trail that was near bye, and disappeared into the think dense woods, I had heard, many strange tales about this part of the woods,tales that were now coming clear in my mind now, one party had camp in this area about six years back, and one person come up missing in the night and search parties looked for nearly one full week before coming up empty handed, and they never did find the guy, nor his bones . They were three in the party that were on vacation and they decided to camp in this area. Of these woods, one of Click here to read the rest of this story (88 more lines)
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