PlagueAngel's Journal

ok so over the years i have seen some weird stuff, and even so i feel i have turned into somewhat of a synic on the old ghosties and ghoul subject. i DO believe i just always try to figure out some logical explanation first to make doubly sure im right. i think you can usually FEEL if something is not right or there is someone around you that you cant see, sometimes its good sometimes its not a nice feeling. eg: i love my house. it just feels good, first house in a while that feels like it has positive energy. i have seen shadows and movements but they make me smile. plenty of ppl who have been to my house say the same thing so i figure there is some kind of energy here whom i dont mind sharing my living space with. and vice versa.

however there is always good with bad, and right now i feel bad. hence forth the 'spooked' title. yesterday i did something that has caused me to have an entirely sleepless night, even after cleansing my house with white light and protecting it, i brought my cat indoors to have extra spiritual support.

so your probably thinking 'get t the point' ok so i will i will have to tell a small story to ensure your absolute understanding.

2 years ago Sam introduced me to a strange little cemetary on the very outskirts of our town. to get there you have to park your car on an old dirt road and walk about 200 meters into the bush. so its pretty secluded. now some ppl might think by going to cemetaries etc is just asking for trouble. but i respect the dead and honor the opportunity to be at their last resting place. i love to read the stories of their lives and how old they were and just in general visualise what these ppl where like and what their lives were like. i love history and they are a part of it.

ANYWAY. this place.. well its not a pleasant place i have come to figure. the very first time sam took me there was stupidly at 3 in the morning. to cut a long story short, i was the only person breathing dragons breath (you know like steamy breath) and i was so freaking cold. i couldnt move i was just scared and i didnt know why. sam was standing there unknowing of what to do and trying to reassure me saying that we could go back. now ask sammael this if your unsure and think this is all a bit elaborate. i understand exactly how silly this might all sound. anyway in my paralysis of fear i thought i could see moving soft lights up ahead in the trees where the cemetary was.i didnt want to find out if it was just my eyes playing tricks or what, so we turned around and got the hell out of there. have you ever had that feeling where you dont want to turn your back on something? well thats how i felt about this place. i wished the track was smooth enough to walk backward, but instead i just had to stumble forward as quickly as i could checking behind me the whole time.

now why the hell would i go back? dont ask, but i did a few times 2 times during the day and once more at night (which was pretty uneventful.. thank gawd) and yesterday with my camera.

the thing is i know there is something going on there, which isnt really surprising considering the nature of the place, its like something out of a book or movie, when you get about 20 meeters away from the actual cemetary there is an instant temperature drop, no sounds really except maybe a bird here and there, but the moaning of the breeze in the Gums (trees) when im there i feel an overwhelming respect and in a way comfort. i am very fond of one grave in particular. its situated all the way in the corner on its own a tiny little grave which says "In loving Memory of Tambo, beloved Servant of "... well i cant remember his masters name but you get my point,

well yesterday we all went so i could take some photo's Sam Brodie Talon and I. we had a great time and had been there for a while. Brodie loved it, called it an adventure. when we were kind of deciding it was probably time to go we heard the weirdest bloody noise. i dont even know how to explain it. we all stopped and listened to it trying to figure out what it was. i kept saying it had to be a wild pig or a mad cow/bull, but sam was saying it didnt sound anything like either, i knew he was right but was trying to reassure myself it was something 'normal', although in any case its probably more dangerous to run into a large animal. i said it must have been a fox, i knew it wasnt though it sounded nothing like one. and it definately wasnt a kangaroo.

well the noise was getting closer it was right down the bottom of the cemetary and we were near the gate out. after about 5 or 10 mins of trying to figure it out i said i wanted to go i grabbed Brodies hand and Sam carried Talon, and we left. i got that horrid feeling of checking my back again, it may have just been a reaction to the noise. brodie kept looking behind him and asking me what it was. i couldnt tell him tho.

we got down to the last gate where the car was and then i heard it again, closer this time and louder, more frantic, well i grabbed brodie and ran out the gate.

i dont know what the hell it was. i mentioned to sam it was probably some local kids having a laugh but he confirmed what i was thinking and said, that the sound was not human it was too consistent and the vocals were just too strange. i just cant even try to explain what it sounded like cos i havnt really heard the sound before and growing up with a farmer for a mother in the country i am pretty familiar with my wild/ domestic animal sounds.

i probably could have just decided to pass it off as that anyway had i have not been up all night too uncomfortable to sleep and not being able to put it out of my mind. when i did sleep i just had constant imagesof this one tree at the Tombs (the cemetary) but it has a tortured face in its trunk which moved, like it was trying to speak or something and it had two green horns coming form where the forehead would have been. now these images dont usually spook me, i have images like that in my dreams all the time, and i know that i can analyse them and figure out what my dreams are subconciously trying to tell me. but this one creep me out. it just didnt feel nice.

i dont know... i probably sound totally potty but im just saying what happened. Talon woke up 4 times i 5 hours last night as well which is odd for him so i guess i will smudge the house today just incase. and i will ask sam to stay tonight, it just makes me feel safer. even now that it is daylight and this happened over 12 hrs ago i am still totally creeped out. just thinking about it gives me goose bumps.  spiritually i feel if i have dragged something out or home i just am not sure if i have the spiritual energy and knowledge to sort this out.

ergh i even feel uncomfortable writing this, like i am getting myself in the shit by telling.

~A~