True Ghost Story: Haunted Cemetery

Location: Alberta, Canada

The following report was sent into our website by Emilie on April 23, 2010:

“I’ve dealt with a poltergeist, friends being haunted etc. but nothing prepared me for what happened one night in Sept/Oct of 2007. I’ve never been more petrified in my life. It was about 10:45/11:00pm and a clear dark night. There was no wind, no extreme weather conditions. A rather calm day in comparison to the weather we’d been experiencing. The following happened all in about 10-20 seconds but it seems like 10-20 minutes instead.

I pulled the car into the driveway of the local cemetery, the gates were open and my headlights showed the first 6-7 rows of graves almost to the back of the cemetery. The trees at the entrance were lit. We all looked down the driveway and saw this mass of black. That is the only way I can explain it. A mass of black dark moving towards us at a rapid pace. It was like every single soul in that cemetery was screaming at us to move. I remember saying “we are getting out of here now”. I put the car into reverse as the black mass moved towards us at a rapid pace. I looked up from my gear shift and saw that I could no longer see anything past the trees at the entrance, it was just a looming dark. I remember hearing “get out of here” in my head over and over. My friend in the back seat started screaming at me to move and finally the car started to slip backwards towards the road.

I don’t think I have ever driven out of somewhere so fast in my entire life. It was literally like this black mass was going to consume the car and us with it. We drove back to my friend’s house and dropped her off without a word. My friend in the back got in the front seat and we both stared at each other for a few moments. I pulled out to drive her back to her house. I finally said, “As soon as I get home I’m cleansing myself”. No sooner had I said it then, “BOOOOOOOM”. It was like someone had punched the top of my car right over the top of my head. We both screamed and started shaking.

I have no idea what we ran into that night at the cemetery, but needless to say I will never ever be going there at night ever ever again. Just remembering it makes the hairs stand up on the nape of my neck and I start shaking.”

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