Showing posts with label graveyard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label graveyard. Show all posts

Saturday, February 18, 2023

Eerie Spirit Photo!

 Welcome!

A few weeks ago, Greg and I went to Wytheville, Virginia on business. On the way back, we decided to stop at a convenience store. As we drove into the parking lot, I noticed some land and a few pretty trees growing on it. One of the trees was especially nice. I told Greg that I would like to stop by and photograph the one tree that I liked when we came back out of the store. (I try to photograph anything that looks interesting or unique since I sell downloads of some of my photographs on a stock photo website.)

When we came back out, a few minutes later, I noticed it was somewhat darker, around dusk. I was thankful that it wasn't any darker, and I quickly took several pictures.

I was really pleased with a couple of my photos.

This was my favorite one-

I really like the way the tree picture turned out. However, I never dreamed that it would have something that looked like a moon since there was actually no moon in that area! I had to conclude that it was a large orb! Also, notice that there is ectoplasm as well as other faint orbs near the "moon." In addition, there is light green ectoplasm on the tree on the right hand side of the photo. I believe it would be fair to say that this is an eerie spirit photo!

I can easily understand why there is all of this paranormal activity since this is actually a graveyard!

In my newly republished memoir, "Down Memory Lane," I have several photographs and a few new chapters. One of these chapters is entitled "Haunting Memories." This chapter, with spirit photographs, is about some of my paranormal adventures at different times in my life.

For more information about my memoir, as well as my paranormal book, "Photographic Encounters of the Spirit Kind," please see the widgets above. Both of these books are for sale on Amazon. My memoir is in both the paperback and the Kindle versions, and my paranormal book is just in the Kindle version.

Enjoy!

Thanks for visiting! Until Saturday, March 18, 2023, Becky



Saturday, September 1, 2012

Ghost Stories

Welcome!

A few days ago, I started thinking about the ghost stories I'd been told as a child.  A couple stand out in my mind.  Whether they are true or not, I don't know. Also, whether they are regional stories indigenous to my Appalachian Mountain region, I don't know.  None the less, they are still scary, especially to someone who is impressionable and sensitive.

The first story involves a teenage girl who, every year around the time of the local prom, could be seen standing on a street corner in town by herself, wearing an old-style prom dress.  Several people had seen her disappear into thin air!  That was the very street corner, 20 years earlier, that a girl in a prom dress was killed while riding back home from a prom.



                                             Typical Street Corner after Dark

The second story is about another girl who was dared to go into a graveyard after dark by herself.  As if this weren't bad enough, she had to take a fork and stab it into a grave and then leave.  Her "friends" who were waiting outside the cemetery, heard a terrifying scream.  They ran to see what had happened and found her lying there dead.  It looked as though she had tried to get away, but the fork she had plunged into the ground had caught her dress and had prevented her from doing so!



                                                Typical Graveyard after Dark

Finally, this last story, I know, for a fact, is true and it took place in the Appalachians.  My mother told me about her grandfather who used to deliver the mail on horseback.  One night, as he was making his rounds after dark, he felt someone jump on the back of his horse.  When he quickly turned to get rid of whoever it was, no one was there!  That was a very brave man if he kept making his rounds after that!

If you have any stories to tell, please e-mail me at:  spiritphotographs@gmail.com

Thanks for visiting!  Until next Saturday, Becky