So this story is still around late 2015 and again we were at a cemetery, Much like all the stories you will hear in this book. At this certain cemetery, There is a quote on quote "Good Side" and a "Bad Side". We were driving on the bad side and there is one reason why you know its the bad side, and that reason is because, much like the first part of this story, you can feel a deep sad feeling. This feeling surfaces many emotions. Sad, angry, psychotic, sometimes, but very rarely, happy. We were getting all of these feelings. But for me it was two of those more than ever. Sad and Angry were the emotions that stood out for me. A new feeling came into mind as well. Fear.
I was feeling fear because of a reason that it was around 2 or 3 in the morning. Which my brother told me was called "The Witching Hour" which scared the shart out of me. I didn't know what the hell was gonna happen.
After about a minute or so of driving around, I looked around and though I saw something towards a big tree. When I told my brother, he looked over with me, but it was gone. It was a dark apparition of, this is fucking freaky, but a little girl. Since I had watched so much Ghost Adventures, I knew a couple terms, and at this time I had my iPod. You're probably thinking, okay, he had an iPod, I don't give a shit. Well, you should, because that iPod had a highly sensitive microphone on it. It would capture a fucking beetle fart. Do beetles fart? Anyway, I pulled it out and told my brother I was going to do an EVP burst session. A Burst session is when you call out direct messages for anything to answer. And of course, you know an EVP stands for Electronic Voice Phenemenom. I started asking questions like, are you the person who I just saw? What is your name? When were you born? What city did you live in? Questions like that. It was then when I caught my very first EVP. If memory serves, I think it said something like "die". I'm gonna post the next chapter about an EVP Burst Session I had in another Cemetary that caught a lot of dark scary shit...
