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First of all, I would like to inform you all that witches, ghosts, vampires, and such things should be taken seriously. The only reason people don't believe in them today is because they're too afraid to admit they believe, or usually the case is that Hollywood makes movies out of it and gives these things bad names and makes them seem fictional. Another thing you should know is that I am Wiccan (which means that yes...I am a witch.) At any rate, I have a story to share with you all now. It was October 28, 1992 when moved into my house near the woods. The old (rather odd) woman who lived here before me warned me that the woods are haunted and that I never step foot in them. I told her that I moved there so I could perform my craft and rituals in the woods. She informed me then, "You have chosen the wrong woods. These dense forestlands are not just any normal woods." I still didn't really take much consideration into it, and kind of brushed off everything she said. However, I later found that was a bad idea to do so. That night at about 11:45 p.m. I went outside to work on a spell I had created to bring back my mother whom had passed away in 1889. My mother told me she was a witch and I wanted to see f I could contact her in any way. Well, the oddest thing happened when I stepped into the woods. Every time I took the first step into the woods, they became possessed, if you will, by strong winds, children laughing, and screaming. At first, I thought I needed some rest and didn't find it too scary. But the next night, I went in to do the same. Again, the same thing happened ... But I didn't stop. I kept walking to find that it just got louder and stronger as I went deeper into the woods. About 30 paces deep, it all stopped. It was dead silent and I couldn't see a thing. Then all the sudden I heard footsteps walking in a circle around the area I was in. I was scared witless by this point. I started to kneel down to the ground and started chanting quietly to the Lord and the Lady, "O Gracious Goddess, Day and night, please protect me with your might. Thrice around the circle's bound, evil sink into the ground." The third time I said that, I noticed that the footsteps had stopped. I felt overwhelmed with relief so I stood up and turned around to get out of there. But as I turned around, there was a figure standing there staring at me. It was looking at me shaking its head as if I were not supposed to be there. The next thing that happened convinced me that I shouldn't have been there. The figure came more visible and appeared to be a demon with red eyes and a black aura. It floated about 10 feet in the air and roared at an unbelievable volume. It came down back onto the ground and started walking at me. Then I fell to the ground and came to apparently the next morning in my bedroom. But it was not the next day. It was 3 months later. I looked out my bedroom window and the figure I saw in the woods on the night of the incident walking away towards the woods. I was baffled, but I didn't want anymore to do with that. I have since moved away from that house and it has been torn down. Not only because of my report to the police, but it seems that at least 8 other residents of that house have made the same type of report about the woods being haunted. Are the woods haunted? I don't know. I didn't know what happened that night, and I still don’t know 10 years later.


	Witches, Ghosts and Vampires First of all, I would like to inform you all that witches, ghosts, vampires, and such things should be taken seriously. The only reason people don't believe in them today is because they're too afraid to admit they believe, or usually the case is that Hollywood makes movies out of it and gives these things bad names and makes them seem fictional. Another thing you should know is that I am Wiccan (which means that yes...I am a witch.) At any rate, I have a story to share with you all now. It was October 28, 1992 when moved into my house near the woods. The old (rather odd) woman who lived here before me warned me that the woods are haunted and that I never step foot in them. I told her that I moved there so I could perform my craft and rituals in the woods. She informed me then, "You have chosen the wrong woods. These dense forestlands are not just any normal woods." I still didn't really take much consideration into it, and kind of brushed off everything she said. However, I later found that was a bad idea to do so. That night at about 11:45 p.m. I went outside to work on a spell I had created to bring back my mother whom had passed away in 1889. My mother told me she was a witch and I wanted to see f I could contact her in any way. Well, the oddest thing happened when I stepped into the woods. Every time I took the first step into the woods, they became possessed, if you will, by strong winds, children laughing, and screaming. At first, I thought I needed some rest and didn't find it too scary. But the next night, I went in to do the same. Again, the same thing happened ... But I didn't stop. I kept walking to find that it just got louder and stronger as I went deeper into the woods. About 30 paces deep, it all stopped. It was dead silent and I couldn't see a thing. Then all the sudden I heard footsteps walking in a circle around the area I was in. I was scared witless by this point. I started to kneel down to the ground and started chanting quietly to the Lord and the Lady, "O Gracious Goddess, Day and night, please protect me with your might. Thrice around the circle's bound, evil sink into the ground." The third time I said that, I noticed that the footsteps had stopped. I felt overwhelmed with relief so I stood up and turned around to get out of there. But as I turned around, there was a figure standing there staring at me. It was looking at me shaking its head as if I were not supposed to be there. The next thing that happened convinced me that I shouldn't have been there. The figure came more visible and appeared to be a demon with red eyes and a black aura. It floated about 10 feet in the air and roared at an unbelievable volume. It came down back onto the ground and started walking at me. Then I fell to the ground and came to apparently the next morning in my bedroom. But it was not the next day. It was 3 months later. I looked out my bedroom window and the figure I saw in the woods on the night of the incident walking away towards the woods. I was baffled, but I didn't want anymore to do with that. I have since moved away from that house and it has been torn down. Not only because of my report to the police, but it seems that at least 8 other residents of that house have made the same type of report about the woods being haunted. Are the woods haunted? I don't know. I didn't know what happened that night, and I still don’t know 10 years later. [email protected]