I’m crazy, and that’s okay. Being normal is boring. Last year I went to Florida and convinced my cousins to help me search for alligators. Two lived in the marsh right in the house development we were staying in! Now, I convinced my co-worker Leigh to take a ghost tour with me. We believe in ghosts, so it was absolutely, positively fun yet terrifying.
During our Sharpsburg Civil War Ghost Tour, Mark P. Brugh was our tour guide. He’s a local historian. He gave us much insight on the aftermath of the Battle of Antietam. That day the town of Sharpsburg only saw red, only saw blood, only saw death.
This looks like a perfect normal alley, but it’s haunted by three children and a waving man. The tour started at 8pm and ended around 9:30pm. I held it together when there was light…
…but the dark totally played with my head. By then, we had heard about three ghost stories. I’m such a scaredy cat; it doesn’t take much to scare me hee hee.
Mark told us that this corner of the brick building has the most paranormal activity. He encouraged us to take turns taking pictures to see if we could get a glimpse of a ghost or orb!
The Children’s Alley ghost tour was so spooky that Leigh and I plan to go back to Sharpsburg to attend Mark’s The Confederate Soldiers’ Passageway Tour soon. I’m shaking in my boots.
That night I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were being watched…a battered gray cat with a limp followed us throughout the night. First, it crept across a creepy yard. Then, the cat ended up walking in the alley behind us. When we reached the end, it sat there and watched us cross the street. I swear minutes later, I turned my head to find that weird looking cat hovering up the sidewalk, not even ten feet from us!
Why do you think it was following the crowd? Do you believe in ghosts?