The tracks…

we sat under the overpass you see in the photo on the left side, about 15 minutes later the temperature dropped a major 20 degrees, started hearing whispers of multiple people who weren’t there, and then we heard a train coming so we stayed tucked under the side there, the train sound became extremely loud but saw no train in sight. With no explanation, the wind (which there was none up to this moment) ripped through the area where we sat just as if a train was flying by us and the sound of a train was unbelievably loud as if we were standing right next to a moving train. In a matter of 5 minutes, the wind died back to nothing and the horn and engine sound became distant as if the train had passed and continued on till it was completely silent again. The wind and sound had been so strong that it dislodged a rock some of us sat on causing us to slide down the rise partially.

The road and intersection next to the cemetery was just as disturbing…

I had 3 friends in my car as I drove us past the cemetery in disbelief of all the stories I had heard. As I came up the road that runs along side the cemetery late that night, out of nowhere headlights appeared behind us (we were the ONLY car out there at this time). From what I could tell in my side and rearview mirror, the size and shape of the headlights behind me seemed to be headlights of an old model Cadillac and there was no mass or shape of a car behind the headlights we saw. These headlights literally CHASED us all the way up this road. Mind you these headlights did not turn onto this road from any driveway or side road behind us, they just appeared like a blink of the eye. The headlights got right up to the bumper of my car and I tried pulling a brake-check (locking up my wheels completely) to get them to back off or anything and they didn’t react, they just stuck to my car’s bumper no matter what I did as if it wanted to ram me, I could hear the sound of the engine of a second car and the headlights were blinding and we became terrified. We passed the small cemetery which leads to a T intersection at the corner of this cemetery and there are NO driveways, field entrances, or any other place to pull off or turn onto except the road at the T intersection. I came to a stop at the T intersection and I watched the headlights in my rearview mirror, they just sat there still blinding us. I crept forward as if to make the turn at the T intersection while I watched the headlights behind me in my mirror. I didn’t even get into the T intersection all the way and I watched the headlights just poof disappeared. they didn’t turn away or turn around, they just disappeared as if they were never there. Many people have had this same experience and many in the past had driven into the ditch in a panic while being chased. We drove straight home after that.

The actual cemetery…

The very next day after our encounter with the headlights the night before, we drove back out to the cemetery road to check for any sign of another vehicle during the daytime. I parked my car on the hard packed flat gravel driveway in the cemetery and we walked the road, looking for anything and we saw the black rubber marks where I locked up my brakes the night before…there were NO rubber marks or anything on the road behind my mark, and there was no mark on the back bumper of my car either. We couldn’t find anything at all to explain or confirm a 2nd car so we went back to my car in the cemetery, now during this time there was a bad drought happening so everything was so horribly dry, when we got to my car…it was sinking into the hard packed dry gravel driveway! We actually watched it for a moment to make sure we weren’t imagining things. We jumped in and I had to rock my car back and forth to get out of the spot I was parked, after multiple tries we did get out of it and backed out off the driveway fast…I looked at the gravel driveway after I pulled off of it…flat as could be as if I had never driven onto it, no holes, no ruts, no nothing. We had enough and got the hell out of there.

These 3 events scared us enough that we never went back, to this day I refuse to go back to the tracks, side road, or the cemetery.

The tracks…
we sat under the overpass you see in the photo on the left side, about 15 minutes later the temperature dropped a major 20 degrees, started hearing whispers of multiple people who weren’t there, and then we heard a train coming so we stayed tucked under the side there, the train sound became extremely loud but saw no train in sight. With no explanation, the wind (which there was none up to this moment) ripped through the area where we sat just as if a train was flying by us and the sound of a train was unbelievably loud as if we were standing right next to a moving train. In a matter of 5 minutes, the wind died back to nothing and the horn and engine sound became distant as if the train had passed and continued on till it was completely silent again. The wind and sound had been so strong that it dislodged a rock some of us sat on causing us to slide down the rise partially.

The road and intersection next to the cemetery was just as disturbing…
I had 3 friends in my car as I drove us past the cemetery in disbelief of all the stories I had heard. As I came up the road that runs along side the cemetery late that night, out of nowhere headlights appeared behind us (we were the ONLY car out there at this time). From what I could tell in my side and rearview mirror, the size and shape of the headlights behind me seemed to be headlights of an old model Cadillac and there was no mass or shape of a car behind the headlights we saw. These headlights literally CHASED us all the way up this road. Mind you these headlights did not turn onto this road from any driveway or side road behind us, they just appeared like a blink of the eye. The headlights got right up to the bumper of my car and I tried pulling a brake-check (locking up my wheels completely) to get them to back off or anything and they didn’t react, they just stuck to my car’s bumper no matter what I did as if it wanted to ram me, I could hear the sound of the engine of a second car and the headlights were blinding and we became terrified. We passed the small cemetery which leads to a T intersection at the corner of this cemetery and there are NO driveways, field entrances, or any other place to pull off or turn onto except the road at the T intersection. I came to a stop at the T intersection and I watched the headlights in my rearview mirror, they just sat there still blinding us. I crept forward as if to make the turn at the T intersection while I watched the headlights behind me in my mirror. I didn’t even get into the T intersection all the way and I watched the headlights just poof disappeared. they didn’t turn away or turn around, they just disappeared as if they were never there. Many people have had this same experience and many in the past had driven into the ditch in a panic while being chased. We drove straight home after that.

The actual cemetery…
The very next day after our encounter with the headlights the night before, we drove back out to the cemetery road to check for any sign of another vehicle during the daytime. I parked my car on the hard packed flat gravel driveway in the cemetery and we walked the road, looking for anything and we saw the black rubber marks where I locked up my brakes the night before…there were NO rubber marks or anything on the road behind my mark, and there was no mark on the back bumper of my car either. We couldn’t find anything at all to explain or confirm a 2nd car so we went back to my car in the cemetery, now during this time there was a bad drought happening so everything was so horribly dry, when we got to my car…it was sinking into the hard packed dry gravel driveway! We actually watched it for a moment to make sure we weren’t imagining things. We jumped in and I had to rock my car back and forth to get out of the spot I was parked, after multiple tries we did get out of it and backed out off the driveway fast…I looked at the gravel driveway after I pulled off of it…flat as could be as if I had never driven onto it, no holes, no ruts, no nothing. We had enough and got the hell out of there.

These 3 events scared us enough that we never went back, to this day I refuse to go back to the tracks, side road, or the cemetery.