When I was a little boy, there was this dirt road that all of us kids used to play on. We used to ride or dirt bikes, and sometimes even walk up and down it. It was an old northeast Georgia country dirt raod so you can imagine the scenery. On this dirt road, lies a church. The name of the church is carols methodist church. This church is an historical landmark in GA. Records have it that George Washington and his troops once slept in it on a cold stormy night. Now, don't quote me on that cause I have no idea if it is true or not. All I know is that what I am about to tell you actually did happen. Okay, here's the deal with the church. It has been said that the church is haunted. The church hasn't been used in over a hundred years so noone ever goes to it. My first incident occured when my brother and I where playing in the graveyard. (WHAT I AM ABOUT TO TELL YOU IN THE UPCOMING EVENTS WILL SEEM COLD AND HARTLESS, BUT PLEASE TAKE NOTE THAT IN THE FIRST 2 EVENTS, I WAS ONLY LIKE 7, 11 YRS OLD, I AM NOW 22 AND I REGRET EVER DOING THINGS LIKE THAT BUT I WAS A KID, AND I WAS A VERY MISCHEIVEOUS ONE). We came to the woodline where this big monument looking tombstone was barely sitting up. We both could see that it was about to fall over and all. We both took one look at each other with our devilish little smiles that always indicated when we were gonna do something bad. Without even talking about it, we pushed the large stone temple right on over. After it had fallen over, we were like wow, at the noise that it had made. Before we could even say anything about what we had done, we heard something running through the woods, like a dog or animal of some sorts. Making a terrible growl it sounded as if it were comong right at us. We didn't even think a second about it before we were on our dirt bikes hauling some serious tail away from that place. The crazy part is that we never saw anything coming after us, and judgeing by the noise, something should've been right there. It had been quite a few years since I last went by that church without being in a car. My cousin and I were riding her motorcycle up the long neverending dirt road when she came to a stop at the church to check out the chain on her motorcycle. As we sat there parked underneath the large oaktree that grew in the very front of the church, I could not help but look at the church, and the area were I first had my encounter with something that definately did not want me there. After I was spooked from looking in that direction, I decided to look at the church. It was a regular old fashioned church that had a front door, with two windows to the side of the door. I was looking into one of the windows when I saw the reflection of a girl staring right at me. Her dress was blowing, and she was dressed as if it was something from the little house in the prarie days. I could not believe my eyes. Scared almost stiff, I turned to my cousin and told her to look quickly. Then after I turned around, she was gone. Only the reflection of a bush remained. Finally, last but not least, I was 17 yrs old. My buddy Jason and I, were on a double date with his girlfriend and one of her friends. After it was getting late and a few beers later, we decided to take a ride up the old dirt road that carried many different ghost stories. We were just coming up to the church when we decided to stop and fool around. By this time we were older and what we thought to be invincible. We pulled up to the front of the church where I then parked my car. We began to tell ghost stories when one of the girls said that she knew a ledgend about the old church. Almost instantly me and Jason were giving her our full attention. This is what she told us..... A long time ago, the church had a preacher that went crazy. Ledgend has it that a black man was once walking down the road on a summers day. When he came upon the church, minding his own business, the preacher then ran out of the church screaming and hollaring, grabbed the man, and hung him in the old oak tree I was telling you about before. Sometime later the old preacher died. But today, over a hundred years later his spirit still lives in his old church. At the front of the church, were the preacher stands to preach his sermon, there is this very old bible. If you walk inside, and grab it, the church will not let you leave. After we heard the story, me and Jason were like yeah right sure. Then my crazy friend Jason got this idea in his head. I looked at him, and he said, "c'mon, lets try it!" All of us got out and walked slowly to the front door of the church. To our suprise, the door was open. We proceeded to walk in. After all of us had gotten inside, the door slammed behind us. We then felt a cool breeze blowing so we assumed that it had to be the wind. With both girls clamped to our arms, we walked up to the church pew, and what did we see, but a huge old king james version bible. We took it, and ran through the church and right out the door into my car and sped out of there very quickly. The very next day we all had to goto work. Well, on my way to work, I was driving listening to the radio and all when I smelt as if something was burning. I looked around and smoke started coming out of the airconditioning vents of my car. Then all the indicator lights came on, and my car died. I really didn't think nothing about it until later that evening. The girl that I was with called me and told me her car had died. It died the same way mine did. A long with my other two friends, all of our cars died the same way. My friend had left the bible in my car also. We took the bible and brought it to my brothers house until we gathered up enough courage to put it back in its place. Later the next day, I got a phone call from my brother teling me to check this out. Everything in his house automatically stopped working. I mean everything. His house was like, dead! My friend Jason got rid of the Bible for us. We don't now what he did with it, and we didn't ask. Everything started going back to normal after it was gone. Everything but our minds. Until this day we still don't like talking about it, but we bring it up from time to time and it still scares us just like it once did before. SOMETHING I FORGOT TO MENTION IN THE STORY IS THERE'S NO ELECTRICITY GOING TO THAT CHURCH AT ALL. THERE USED TO BE AT ONE TIME BUT NOT ANY MORE. THE FUNNY THING ABOUT THAT IS THAT WHEN YOU DRIVE BY THE DIRT ROAD YOU CAN SEE THE FRONT LIGHT OVER THE STEPS OF THE CHURCH ON. EVEN THE PEOPLE THAT LIVE IN THAT AREA SAY THAT THE LIGHT COMES ON AT VARIOUS TIMES DURING THE NIGHT. How it changed my life:Never test a ledgend.....
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