The haunting at the shack in the woods
The weather has been so bad here, lately, that I have not gotten
out to enjoy and explore. I am getting cabin fever. I feel like the
walls are closing in on me. While it is icy and cold here. I have
been going through my archives of pics I have taken over the years. I
came up with this one for the people who like to dabble into the
unknown. It is a true story that I can not explain.
I was out running around, looking for things to take pics of when I came upon an old shack in the woods. It was very small, a hunting shack maybe? No sure. But there was nothing around, only the trees and woodland creatures. I stopped to take pictures of it. I can’t explain, how I felt. It was eerie. You know that inner feeling you feel before something bad happens? Well, that is how I felt. I had a sinking feeling in my gut. I knew I couldn’t stay long. I was uncomfortable. Actually I was scared! I took some pics and left. As I was leaving, my heart was beating so fast and loud, I swear I could hear it. I felt like I was being chased. This is the truth. I was rushing to get out of this place.
When I got home, I went thru my pics and when I zoomed in on the window of the shack I saw someone looking at me. Only in one of my pics. It wasn’t in any of the others. It looked like a woman or a child. Not sure which. But I swear to you it felt as if this person was looking into my soul. I have always felt some woman or child had died there or maybe is even buried there. The shack was empty and I cannot explain any of this. I won’t even try. But this is true and is my own pic. I still have the original pic.
I don’t know if you can see the face or not. Look in the window. It is there.
There was a little shack, that set way upon a hill.
It was so dark and empty, that it gave me a chill.
curiosity got the best of me, I had to peek, inside.
But the eerie feeling I had, just did not subside.
There was nothing there, just the open space.
Why so scary, this little, creepy, dingy place?
I left this place in a hurry, did not want to be alone.
I felt I was visited by something or someone unknown.
I felt as if something really bad had happened here.
What it was, I don’t know. It really wasn’t clear.
I had to get home, away from this old shack.
I knew I would never, ever want to go back
I looked at the pictures, I took of this place.
And guess what I saw in the window? Nothing but a face. ©By Tammy Sullivan 2015
I was out running around, looking for things to take pics of when I came upon an old shack in the woods. It was very small, a hunting shack maybe? No sure. But there was nothing around, only the trees and woodland creatures. I stopped to take pictures of it. I can’t explain, how I felt. It was eerie. You know that inner feeling you feel before something bad happens? Well, that is how I felt. I had a sinking feeling in my gut. I knew I couldn’t stay long. I was uncomfortable. Actually I was scared! I took some pics and left. As I was leaving, my heart was beating so fast and loud, I swear I could hear it. I felt like I was being chased. This is the truth. I was rushing to get out of this place.
When I got home, I went thru my pics and when I zoomed in on the window of the shack I saw someone looking at me. Only in one of my pics. It wasn’t in any of the others. It looked like a woman or a child. Not sure which. But I swear to you it felt as if this person was looking into my soul. I have always felt some woman or child had died there or maybe is even buried there. The shack was empty and I cannot explain any of this. I won’t even try. But this is true and is my own pic. I still have the original pic.
I don’t know if you can see the face or not. Look in the window. It is there.
There was a little shack, that set way upon a hill.
It was so dark and empty, that it gave me a chill.
curiosity got the best of me, I had to peek, inside.
But the eerie feeling I had, just did not subside.
There was nothing there, just the open space.
Why so scary, this little, creepy, dingy place?
I left this place in a hurry, did not want to be alone.
I felt I was visited by something or someone unknown.
I felt as if something really bad had happened here.
What it was, I don’t know. It really wasn’t clear.
I had to get home, away from this old shack.
I knew I would never, ever want to go back
I looked at the pictures, I took of this place.
And guess what I saw in the window? Nothing but a face. ©By Tammy Sullivan 2015
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