There Are Things In This World That You Will Never Fully Understand

When Zac Bagans said that they worked alongside the most renowned professionals in the field, I am pretty sure he was talking about us.  That's right suckers, I am a ghost hunter now.  Well, for one night I was anyways.  In our local town our community center is reportedly quite haunted.  I had only ever been there a few times for like drivers ed and such, but the stories still got around in the community, as most spooky stories and local haunts do.  Local history reports that it is haunted by a little girl who was killed on a nearby bridge by her grandmother, as well as by a janitor who died there.  There are other stories, but these are the most common.  The little girl is sighted the most.  The building is mostly known as the old high school, in fact, my dad and his siblings attended the school.  It is now used as a community center, with a gym, weight rooms, a karate studio, and a clothing pantry.  Many people have had mysterious experiences there though.  

This year was also the first year that the community center was turned into a haunted house throughout the month of October.  It was also opened in the evenings from midnight until three in the morning for investigations by a local paranormal team, and for just five dollars and a little bit of courage, you could join them.  My two cousins and I showed up armed with flashlights and a little bit of cautious curiosity and suspended disbelief.  

Now, I will be the first to admit that most ghost stories are just that, stories.  I am not sure how I really feel about ghosts.  I do know though that this was a scary three hours.  When we arrived we were given a brief history and some ground rules, then we were given freedom to walk around and explore and use some of the ghost hunting equipment and talk to the paranormal team.  I took a ton of photos, many of which I have posted here.  I posted all of the ones that I thought looked interesting.  In particular, I think the most compelling photo is the one with the light streaks.  We also could feel the electric and heavy energy in our bodies.  We also got several voices and weird noises on our voice recorder.  Perhaps the most unnerving though was when I felt a hand touch my backside.  My back was to this empty weight room and everyone in our group swore it wasn't them.  We also picked up some voices on the spirit box.  Including a male ghost instructing us to go to a different room, where there were several other ghost voices including one who said he wanted my cousin and that she was pretty.  This is also where a second girl in our group was touched in the exact same spot.  

What I found most unnerving that night though was the story that a demon resides in the basement of the center,  which when taunted apparently reacts.  Our group was only in the basement for a few minutes when we heard a bang in the corner of the room so we ran out of there.  Multiple people got evidence leading them to believe that they were hearing from the little girl, included her age being eight years old and that number coming up multiple times.  Someone also captured a ball rolling on its own.  Several people were scratched and some even felt sick and light headed.  It was a wild night to say the least. 

Around ten minutes before three we left, since they had begun taunting the ghosts and it was getting close to three when the veils between the worlds are apparently at their thinnest.  We decided not today satan, literally, and got out of there. We left, grateful for this unique experience, and then headed to get calzones at the only restaurant still open at three in the morning.  It was such a unique and interesting experience. I even enjoyed getting to walk around the old building at night and getting to learn more about local history.  I definitely want to do something like this again soon.