Well me and my family were just messing around having a family day when my brother asked if we could go to a old cemetery. I really didn't want to go but my voice doesn't matter so we ended up going to a grave yard and old church called Siloam. We got there just before dark.
My pa and brother decided to walk an old trail so I followed them. The entire time it felt like somebody was right behind me even though I was the last one. We got back to the starting point meeting my mother when my mom when she suddenly stopped saying she heard growling. We listen and it happened again then faint singing could be heard in Choctaw.
I was a little scared at this point when I looked up and saw what looked like a shadow moving around. I pointed this out and somebody grabbed my hand. The singing got louder and my family started seeing the shadow too. I decided that was enough and started towards the car when a gun shot went off and it sounded like a baby started wailing. Then I heard my brother scream move because it seemed that shadow was running right at us. Be split back to the truck and took off.
To sane people that would be enough but no my family thought it was a good idea to go back there a second night... I was standing as close to the truck as I could when I heard something move in the brushes beside me and the same growl from last night. The wail started up again so I got into the truck, where my mom and grandma were, and we started praying. Suddenly my father, brother, and pa all ran towards the truck yelling at us to drive. My brother had seen a bright ball of light wrap around a tree the sign of a witch doctor casting a spell...this freaked me out more than anything.
We were talking about everything we seen and I commented that I jumped when my grandpa grabbed my hand the first night. He looked at me strange and said with I straight face he didn't touch me. I laughed it off as a joke but from looking at his hand I found it wasn't the heavily calloused one that grabbed me. The ghost had touched me...
We decided to research it tonight and it has show that after that church was abandoned satanist took it over slaughtering animals and people on that ground. One guy took his family in there and shit them before killing himself. The second night after we got home we found a nail in our tire that should had popped it instantly but didn't. We're lucky to be alive.
