Jacket_Potato
Devoted Cultist
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- Oct 20, 2018
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Not the scariest fortean thing, but something that has stayed with me: in 1994, i was 8 years old and my year group had been taken on a school trip from south london to the village of Shere in surrey. It was a beautiful place - it felt like a thousand miles from home and i now realise it really wasn't (still within the M25 i think) but it was a world away - we went to a farm, saw the animals, went to Leith Hill i think, it was really lovely.
We walked through the church grounds and graveyard and as i was walking along the path, i felt huge energy travelling between two graves which faced each other on either side of the path - i didn't see anything, only felt it - it was like a force field which i didn't want to walk through (almost like the occupants were having an argument and i didn't want to interrupt, but it felt so strong. The graves looked itentical, large grey tombstones so they may have known each other in life i guess). Nobody else seemed to notice, and as i didn't want to get left by my year group, took a deep breath and ran through the energy! Sounds strange but that's the only way i can describe it
We walked through the church grounds and graveyard and as i was walking along the path, i felt huge energy travelling between two graves which faced each other on either side of the path - i didn't see anything, only felt it - it was like a force field which i didn't want to walk through (almost like the occupants were having an argument and i didn't want to interrupt, but it felt so strong. The graves looked itentical, large grey tombstones so they may have known each other in life i guess). Nobody else seemed to notice, and as i didn't want to get left by my year group, took a deep breath and ran through the energy! Sounds strange but that's the only way i can describe it