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As I was growing up, I had a few
experiences that
I couldn't
explain. It scared me to death. When I was 14, we went
to a Bed and
Breakfast called River Scene in Booneville, Missouri.
I had heard
stories of its haunted past through stories, but
nothing could explain
what I saw. I didn't believe in ghosts at the time. In
the middle of
the night I was having trouble sleeping because of the
loud lighting
outside and the strong rain hitting the roof above.
When I got up to
use the bathroom, I came out of the room that I was
staying in, and
looked over and there was a girl sitting in front of
the
fireplace. I ran back into my room and threw the
covers over my
head. After a few hours of sleep, I woke up the next
morning to tell
everyone, and they looked at me like it was just a bad
dream!. I knew
that it was real because the night before I didn't
sleep until after I
saw the apparition. I was so convinced of what had
happened that night
that I was really excited to find out what it was. In
my early 20's I
would hear of places that were haunted and I would go
out to see if the
locations were really creditable. In May 2000, I
finally found the
proof that shadows do exist. My friend Tim and I were
over at a friends
house and he was telling us about a haunted house that
he had been to
in Milan, Missouri. When Tim and I decided that we
wanted to go out and
find it, we brought him along for the ride. When we
got to the house
our friend was in tears and didn't want to go anywhere
near the house
because of what he had seen. We went into the house
and really didn't
find anything but a book, and a room that looked like
it had been
through hell. My friend Tim decided that he wanted to
take the book
home to find out wha it was. I found out later
from researching
the place that it was a place where a sadistic group
used to warship.
The next day we were watching football when he pulled
the book out and
decided he wanted to read it. The books cover had the
title
Nekronomicon. That night before we went to bed all we
saw where shadows
walking on the wall. We were not scared because it
didn't seem like
they wanted to hurt us. To us all the shadows were
trying to do was
guard the book. We disposed of the book a few days
later, but nothing
will ever explain the shadows on the wall.
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