First off you need to know, how much I'm a scary movie fanatic. I just can't get enough of all those paranormal haunt videos, that make you feel fear in the pit of your gut. With saying that, I'm not as much of a fan of bloody gory scenes, with masked slashers, but realistic things like Ghosts. I say realistic, because I personally believe in ghosts,but if you don't I dare you to visit Frost Cemetery. This little Gem is found in the country side of an old town called Eau Claire. For me, it was a 20 minute drive, followed by a good 2 hour search to find the place. It's hidden off on a secluded dirt road. Not many people live on Brush Lake Rd, but the ones who do are questionable at best. I highly recommend you take a good amount of people, and scout out a get away plan ahead of time. Even with the best cell-phone networks like AT&T or Verizon, you will have NO service. That will immediately give you the creeps, hence why bigger number are safer.
The story of this cemetery was the first thing that caught my interest. It was said back in late 1800's a priest who was the leader of the church killed two small children and buried them in the dense woods behind the church. As members of the congregation caught on, the priest made a drastic choice to hang himself from the bell tower. His body wasn't discovered til several days later. Different websites have said different things, but it's a possibility that the man killed more than just the two girls. The unofficial title of Munchkin Land, refers to the numerous sighting of children's spirits among the tomb stones, and in the over grown Elms. Besides the glimpses of spirits, there is a grave that glows a dim green color after dark. I, for one, can say that was sobering sight.
Enough about the background, time for my personal account. We left at about quarter to midnight, in two vehicles. Chris and I took the lead in his Gold G6, with Jon and Angelle falling asleep in the back. Taking up the rear was Tyler's clunky pick up truck, with Julie taking shot gun. It took us about 20 minutes down an old highway to arrive at our destination... Or so Google maps said. Taking a left we ended up on a narrow road, taking us past a nicely kept golf course. Nothing struck me as evil, or haunted, except a light fog that hovered over the road. After a while, we reached the end, with no church or graveyard to be seen. We pulled over on the shoulder to regroup, thinking if we should just head home. For me, that was not an option. I urged Julie to look up the correct directions, and she found them within seconds. We sped back the way we came, and took a few odd turns later, we found the right road. All of us were apprehensive, but couldn't resist the temptation. Again, my car took the lead. We passed a camper parked next to a mausoleum, a house with flickering candles in the window, and finally a stretch of dark woods. We were almost there. Slowly Chris approached the church, all eyes turned to the left side. I let out a screech of fear, as I saw a little shadow crouching down in front of this decaying building. The car tires squealed as we sped past. Everyone was yelling explicit words, and trying not to make a mess in their pants. We were fully convinced we say a ghost child. We turned the corner and pulled a U-turn, hoping to see Tyler right behind us. Their truck was no where to be scene. I thought this was the end. All four of us were going to get killed in the country, and our parents would never have known where we were. Heading back to the church, we saw our lost friends. That had waited for us by the church. Honking the horn, we signaled them to continue on.
I remember Chris vividly shouting, " I'm a (insert cuss word here) man, but I'm terrified beyond all belief." We all were. After going about 80, down a pot hole covered road, we made it into town. Tyler put on his emergency lights, and let us pull beside him. We all discussed what we saw, and couldn't really find an explanation. Was it a human? If it was a human, why would it stand directly under the security camera? WE had more than enough questions. One this we didn't need to ask was, should we go home? Yes. It was time, to cuddle up with one another, and sleep off this nightmare.
The car ride home was silent. Each person reflecting deeply on their own experience. For me the adventure confirmed every mythical day dream I could have conjured up. For the rest of the group, it was a re-evaluation of what is real. No one can say what we actually saw, but I know I personally will never be the same. With in the next few weeks before Halloween, I hope to return again. Maybe this next time, actually finding out if Munchkin Land is haunted or just a bunch of local teens lurking around a graveyard.
This picture is from, http://berrien.migenweb.net/Worship/FranklinChapel_andCemetery.jpg.
The above is a view of the church during day light. So, if you think this is spooky, I don't recommend going in the evening.
# 1 there is nobody living on Brush lake Rd that are questionable. # 2 your tires will not squeal from acceleration on a dirt road which is what that is. Maybe you should not try embellishing the story and stick to facts
ReplyDeleteExactly 💯💯💯. What a lame story. They didn't even do anything except what sounds like disturbed the peace by speeding and yelling.
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