“I hope this is in the right format, because I really would love to share my story, I just recently wrote it down and it must finally be shared…” Thank you.
I have read many supposedly true horror/mystery stories over the years and many taking place in old abandoned places, so I decided it was time to share mine.
Unlike most “true” stories, I can assure with my entire being that everything and every detail is not only completely true, but the events are still discussed often amongst myself and those friends who also witnessed firsthand the following events, they still haunt us today and maybe someone out there has a better explanation of what we exactly witnessed…
I grew up in a small town in central New Jersey only a few miles from both the bay to the north, and the ocean to the east. What most people forget when they think of New Jersey today, is that it’s actually one of the oldest states in America and many cities and towns have very old sections and houses. Even pre revolutionary homes and buildings are not very uncommon throughout the state. My town had a very old part that was once the towns center. It was only 2 streets that crossed each other, and almost all of the buildings and homes in this small section are from the early 1800’s to around the civil war. Back when this part of town was built, the surrounding area outside of these 2 streets was nothing but farms. However, starting in the 1960’s the farms were steadily sold off to developers who built large homes and my town became rather affluent. Over the years some of the old houses and buildings, in particular the nicer ones and the 2 churches became protected, but others were still in private hands and either became offices or private homes. Except one.