The Other Side of the Tracks
<< 2003-08-04 | 10:35 p.m. >>

the other day...friday, yeah that was it...mike called me, and it was great cuz he never calls me. so we go and chill at the nugget and all the people come in that i don't know, but then mike has the idea that we should go someplace haunted. so after looking at the Chicago Haunts book, we still decide to go to the woods...but not just any woods. these are like the scariest woods in the whole area...one girl refused to go, and it was decided that 3 flashlights and 3 knives were needed in case we ran into people...like satanist people. now perhaps some background is in order.

ok. these woods are near a cemetary...this cemetary is now gone or moved because the city biult condos where this cemetary used to be. nothing to see now except empty plots and gravesites. well, there are also these railroad tracks that run along the woods and u know..things happen there. my friend said that she once put pennies on the tracks and waited for the train to come. no train came, and so when she went to get the pennies they were still smashed flat. makes ya think. but i am getting beside the point.

during the day, this trail is fine. i have been there countless times with my dad. we walk that trail all the time. u know...during the day. at night, i will tell you...it's a different story. i know what goes on there what with the animal sacrafices and stuff...and so i was not to eager to go with mike. but they insisted and so here i was in this guy Kip's van(with only 3 seats) and 5 other people. the minute we got to the tracks mike began to say he wanted to leave, as he didn't want to run inot satanist people again. alan insisted that since it was a moonless night, no cult would be out ( i suppose it's against their beliefs?) anyway, walking down this trail, we see animals, lous quaking that freaked me out, and then we hear whistling. any animal can do it, but it just seemed weird. we saw the house. this house u see during the day is creepy, but at night it's weird. the light at the house was on. the next minute i looked it was gone. i swear. maybe i was overreacting, but i kept my wits and said nothing when people kept wanting to go back. u know how in the movies when people get freaked about something, and so they all start arguing? it was like that. what made sense to everyone before no longer made sense, and nothing was the way it seemed. the few people who said to keep going ended up being right, as we did find our way out, but others were just...trying to go back. people began shouting but i said nothing. i just can't do that when i am in the power zone. i was trying so hard to send protecting vibes that i said nothing thru the whole trail.

i will admit it was weird. i will admit that i will never do that again. i will admit that i laughed when i got out of there and went home. i will admit that we were dumb. And i will admit we saw raccoons. nex time, i would rather go to the adbandoned factory that is by my house. yeah, Chicago has everything. laterz.

"See how there are no more Whispering Willows?"

Mike: "well that's good right? that means no more danger right?"

"no, it usually means we are in danger."

i'm in gryffindor!
be sorted @ nimbo.net

<- i - wake - up ->