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Well let's see the one that most freaked me out...I went on an"adventure" with a bunch of friends we went to check out this place called Hell House(old Mt. Saint Marys all girl Academy)its in MD. We all drove up walked "up" the Stairs to this place (sign was spray painted Stair way to HELL)Continued along this over grown path up to the huge house that use to house young girls in the early 70's. We entered through a boarded up window and came into the middle of a great hall..there was a main stair case leading up to the dorm rooms...down the left was classes and to the right was a lounge(looked like a sitting room and a library combined) Half of us went towards the classes while the others went up the stairs. Upstairs was a series of doors . In the first room was an old wedding dress and a bunch of porn magazines. In the second room was a bunch of old motorcycle parts. In the third was a sleeping bag and a pentagram with candles highlighting the points. After noting privately to ourselves someone was definatley staying here we heard a noise from down the hall when we were going to investagate there was a scream from down stairs.. We went to check on the others down stairs.. When we met up with the others they assured us they too had heard the scream (not from any of them). My friend Brandon had mentioned I was right to have changed my mind and should have brought my weggie(sp?) board. I told him I didnt change my mind he continued to tell me we had had a complete conversation just 20 minutes ago( I was the only blonde in the group)I explained I was upstairs with the others(freaky). Well after dismissing that we continued on to the class rooms we looked through the small window in the first couple doors. recked rooms, desks (what was left of them)over turned, crap everywhere. we continued to a huge room we guessed was a cafeteria( the kitchen was attached) we entered the kitchen to note a knife in the wall..water dripping from the ceiling..rust all the way down the wall(except the knife showed no rust wear). We heard a noise from behind us and contined back towards the classrooms. A scream came from a class room and we heard what sounded to be an authority figure saying something too mumbled to make it out. Footsteps started from the cafeteria we started towards the door... the sounds echoed as to peirce through us. a strange coolness surround us as we headed for the window we entered. As we all made it out the window we heard dogs barking we noticed a kennel to the left of the house(didnt notice before) No dogs in it though..We picked up speed wondering where the dogs were. my friend Brandon noticed a figure standing in the window of the second floor. We got the hell out of there... After everyone exited over the train tracks . We decided to go to the closest gas station (bathroom break..heheh) We asked the attendant what she knew about the old house and she said the grounds keeper was committed a couple of months ago for shooting a kid with a salt pelt gun claimed there were voices all over the house.. His dogs were layed to sleep they had gone "mad" not sure how much of that I believe ....but nothing prepared me for the sounds and feeling I got from the time I entered that damn house.. I will not be returning anytime soon..
Sorry this is so long:(
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