Originally Posted by Juztin

here in Colorado we have plentys of 'haunted' towns because of CO's paste with mining tows etc.. Anyway we went to a cemetary called 'Georgetown Cemetary'. It was me, 3 other guys and 1 girl.

We were parked outside just contemplating on going into this cemetary at night which was hella dark. As we were just there starting into it from the gates I just had a really bad feeling to not go in. My hair was standing up on my arms and back of my neck and I've been to this cemetary before. Actually the previous year on Holloween, and it didn't feel like this at all. Luckily my GF at the time called me wanting to talk so I stayed there talking on my cell phone and used that as an excuse to not go in.

My friends walked into the cemetary and maybe 5 minutes later after I was just watching them move around from seeing their flashlights - I see them all scurrying back to the main gate. They came running out and the girl of the group starded leaning over and gagging/spitting. We were all like WTF is going on. My friends were all blabbling about mist that was following them so we all got in our cars and took off to the nearby gas station in Georgetown (think small mountain mine town). The girl with us had all kinds of blood in her mouth when she got out of the car. We were all thinking that she had some kind of medial condition or something that was acting up. And while we are just talking about where to take her we look at her and she's passed out. Her mouth seems clean now so we open her mouth to see if she had any visible signs of damange that could cause the blood, but the weird thing was the blood was completely gone. Not a trace at all. So at that point we are really like WTF.

My friends were talking about how they were in the cemetary and seeing a light flashing randomly pretty close to them. And as one of them panned around with the flash light he panned back to a section he just looked over and there was all kinds of fog developing. He told the other people with him, and they all watching the mist. They started moving away from the mist in the opposite direction and it seemed to flow towards them. So they went and ahead and changed direction completely and backtrack to the opening of the cemetary where I was at. They said the midst literally changed directions and was still getting closer to them. At that point my friend Tiff who was in the group said she got a very bad taste in her mouth (like iron), and started spitting because it seemed like there was some liquid in her mouth. All the while the midst is supposedely following them till they get right out of the cemetary. That's when my friend Tiff looked and saw it was blood.

So back to the gas station my friend Tiff is passed out and this blood that was all in her mouth is just literally gone. She wasn't drinking anything, and there was more than enough for it to take a while to clear out if she would swallow it. Anyhow my friends Jeff & Weston decide to get brave again and start talking about going back. Tiff regains conciousness, and she does't remember passing out and were were telling her what was going on. And she gets brave too and they all decide to go back to the cemetary. So they go back, whereas i'm just staying at the gas station, heck with that. Weston calls me and says they're heading back RIGHT NOW. Weston says that they were all starting to feel sick as they drove back to the cemetary, and when the car hit the dirt in front of the cemetary Tiff passed out again and blood started coming out of her mouth again. My friend Jeff who was sitting behind Tiff when this happened was saying I'm skeptical man but what the heck, as soon as the car hit the dirt she was out. He definately sounded spooked, which is rare for him.

So they come back, Tiff is passed out and we look in her mouth and there blood. We can't find a cut or something where it seems to be coming from so as were talking and Weston is checking her - he says look. We check her out and the blood is gone. He said it just 'disappeared'. So at this point we are all like, lets get the heck out of here and go back to Denver.

Tiff wakes up again and we tell her again what's happening and this time around she's not feeling so brave - understandibly. I'm sitting there watching her as were talking and she has her hands in out as were talking and i'm just watching her cause I have no idea what's going on and if she may just be having a medical conditoin or something we all dont know about... And she says there's something on her hand, she turns her hand over to be palm up and there's a pool of blood in her hand. W..T...F.. I was watching her hands, as far as physics have showed me, blood or liquid for that matter will not stay in a pool upside-down! We get a cloth and I'm literally staring at this blood in her hand and the **** just disappears! In front of my own damn eyes. That was a very eery moment, and we all just looked at each other since we saw it all happen. At this point we say **** it... were outta here.

Since that one night I've never gone back to Georgetown or that cemetary. All of my friends that have gone to that Cemetary both before I went, and after I went will not go back. Most of my friends won't even talk about what they saw/happened to them. My other friend Dave who was with us that night won't ever go back there all he says is something there is evil. My other friends that went there another time had something follow them back the night they went. Apparently all their dishes in their houses were vibrating violently when they got home, and they would see a little girl pacing outside their window in their living room of their apartment ever night for a couple of weeks. The only thing is they live on the 3rd floor! They also had scratches and bruises form on their body that they couldn't explain after that night, plus some thing about their phones turning off and on by themselves. My friend did admit though that one of the people in their group was being stupid and knocking on tribunals etc... Apparnetly he had a ton of scratches and marks on his body the following day.

I dont know about these hills that this thread was about, but in Colorado, Gerogetown Cemetary is NOT a place to take lightly and go mess with. I learned this lesson the hard way like most of my friends that went there to just have some fun in seeing what this supposed 'haunted' cemetary is all about. You can disbelieve me, but I see all these people day to day, and I also see them get the same expression on their faces when we hear someone talking about Georgetown cemetary. Before that cemetary I had already seen some wild things at other cemetary's (used to go ghost hunting for fun/interest), but I know now that there is a possibility for stuff out there that is not necessarily good in nature.. Just my little, but true story. sorry for the longggg post!

Originally Posted by Saint_Spinner

ummm....you mind sharing the "upgraded" story? Thanks in advance.

Originally Posted by jcarp

here in LA (lower alabama) we have a place call cry baby bridge. freaky as crap. there's writting of devil worshipers under the bridge and i've personally seen some crazy stuff happen there. will never go again on halloween night.