Subject: WWW Form Submission
Date: Sun, 23 Jul 2006 11:44:48 -0700 (PDT)
Name: Cate Millerson
Location: A camp outside of my town
Let me get right to the point. I know of a ghost that is SCARY!!! It all started about three years ago, when I was sent off to a summer camp forty miles outside of my town. I was excited since I had never been to camp. So, I arrived at camp. After my mom got me settled in, she kissed me good-bye and headed off. The first day was great. Swimming, biking, archery, etc . . . Then dusk hit and the girls in my cabin decided to tell scary stories. As night fell, our stories were corny! We were all laughing until a girl, we'll call her Sonja, decided to speak up. "I know a story thats true," she said quietly. "And it's f***ing scary too."
Sonja started off by saying that the camp was built on top of an old mining town. In 1884, the town was booming and gold was being discovered in the streams around town. In spring 1886, a 21-year-old girl named Mary Thorpe came from New York City to marry her fiance, who had moved out west the year prior. Mary married him and the winter of 1888 they had a daughter named Ruth. All was going well for Mary. One summer day, a year after Ruth was born, Mary's husband decided to take little Ruth swimming in a near by lake. They were gone all day, and as dusk fell, they still weren't back. Mary began to worry.
The next morning, Mary was awoken by a bang at her door. She answered it and saw the somber face of the sherriff. He told Mary that her husband had apparently drowned, as well as her daughter. Mary was devistated. She lived alone for six years, until one October morning in 1895, Mary's body was found next to the lake. She had killed herself with a single gunshot to the head. Now three months went by and the town mourned the death of Mary. Then one night, a man was fishing by the lake when he saw a silvery-white figure next to the lake. Suddenly it let out a scream! The man took off running. Well to make a long story short, Mary had come back. And the town was so afraid, everyone left! By 1900, no one lived in the town.
Sonja went on to say that the lake is only three miles outside of camp, and that we should go see it. So we did. We packed up some stuff and head out of camp quietly. The sky was full of stars as we headed out. We were all quiet until we were sure no one could hear us. We all chatted until we reached the lake. We all stared at the lake. The water was black and still. It was eerie. Then one of the girls shriek and said "Ohmigod! Look!" We turned our heads to see a silver light far off in the distance. My heart began to pound.
Everyone was silent. It looked as if it was getting closer. I heard one girl begin to cry. Then we heard it. A scream. A far off, woman's scream. This is no joke. It was terrible. It was shrill and just horrid. I couldn't take it any longer. I began to run back towards camp. Everyone followed me. When I got back to the cabin, I jumped into bed and pulled the covers over my head. The next morning at breakfast, we re-lived our incounter. Let's just say the rest of the time I was at camp, I stayed to the normal activities.