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My Ghostly Experience Part. Two

A Nightly Ride Through Chickamauga Battlefield

By Audie EdwardsPublished 5 years ago 5 min read

When I was nine-teen, Charlie and I moved to Chickamauga Ga. Which was really close to the battlefield of Chickamauga, It was so beautiful open fields everywhere. We would often drive through it to go to his dad’s or too go home. Oftentimes we drove through it just to go to the store. If you drove through early in the morning the fog would hover over the field. Something about it always seemed so eerie.

Charlie and our neighbor would often talk about Old Green eyes,

That supposedly was by a cave. Green Eyes would attack if you talk smack to him.

He was supposed to be one of the soldiers that had his head blown off during the war.

There is a tower there that was built after the war. You can walk up the watchtower and the view is so beautiful. Well my father in law Rick had a girlfriend at the time whose name was Karen. She had told me stories of when her children were small and she took them to play at the battlefield near the watchtower.

She said her son had seen something and freaked out. Apparently what he had seen was a soldier pacing the bottom of the tower. She said it was at dusk when he had seen it and that it was not even dark yet. The park closed by a certain time so no one could get in after dark.

My brother Tim a.k.a T.J. had just got his license and a truck and he was gonna come down and spend the night. We were gonna check this battlefield out.

The night my brother stayed we were out driving and we drove past the hospital and then he here to the battlefield. As we were at the red light we all looked over at the open field near the visitor center and started seeing flashes of different color balls of lights in the grass.

Now I forgot to mention it is midnight, and we are at the red light fixing to go back home.

I started saying, Hey let’s go in the back way and see what we can see!

My brother had a camcorder he told Charlie to pull it out and record as we entered the back way.

Excitement starts to build within me. Yes we are doing this!

My brother goes by my father in law’s neighborhood over the railroad tracks and it is pitch dark. This road seemed much longer at night, it felt as if I was on a ride in a haunted house.

My nerves sat on edge, I started to freak out then we came to the watchtower and T.J. parks the truck. I do not see anything but my lord, I want to go home. I thought I could handle this but I could not.

I was a big chicken, T.J. turns the truck off and then tries to start the truck back up and nothing. Oh my god we are screwed I thought to myself. They want to get out of the truck and walk around and see what they can find.

I beg my brother to take me home. The truck starts up, we start to head back down the scary road and I start to feel a little at ease. Then the truck stops and it won’t start and it feels like it was rocking and you could hear a moan. T.J. starts laughing and I am praying God please I just want to go home.

The next day as Charlie, is at work T.J. and I pull out the camcorder and watch too see if we got anything exciting.

Charlie, had the camcorder pointed at the rear-view mirror on the door and I could have swore I saw something behind the truck.

My brother then said to me Audie, I was joking with you. That was me that turned the car off when we were leaving and acted like it would not start. He had said, the first time it would not start it was not me.

The next night I went to them both and I asked if we could take sahara to Rick’s and go back through. They both said you were to chicken the first time.

No come on I got this let’s go please!

So we took Sahara to Rick’s and he started to head to the battlefield where the watchtower is. I am keeping myself cool and collected. Until T.J. packs the truck and they decide to get out. I didn’t want to get out but I did.

T.J. and Charlie start to see shadows running everywhere. I start to cry, I can not do this take me to Rick’s with Sahara and you guys can come back.

I chickened out once more.

They knew I was going too.

Inside the watchtower

After they dropped me off and returned back they said they got back out of the car and walked around. Shadows started running on the field; they saw one bigger than Charlie.

Charlie is a big guy. He is about 5’10 and around 220 at that time.

Charlie said, he stepped on a stick and T.J. about came out of his shoes.

That time they did not take the camcorder with them.

Needless to say after that night there was no more begging to go back in after dark.

There was this one time we went to go get a little caesars pizza. It was evening time the sun was going down and I wanted to take the long way home. The gate to the watchtower was still open; they had not got to it yet.

Pizza in my lap and looking out the window as we passed the old watchtower.

I started to scream there were two men but black like shadowy figures on top they had something by their side as if to be a gun. Charlie slammed on the brakes. what is it?

I told him what I had seen, let’s go back to what he had said. No Baby, please go home!

He put his hand to my chest and my heart was racing.

“He said, ok we are going home, I know you're serious. “

How could anyone be at the top of the tower the gate to get in and walk up inside of it had been closed for weeks. It was even closed that day and it was almost dark.

Now we still went back to walk around during the day. It was beautiful. Each time it always made me think of “Little House On the Prairie”

When I got pregnant with our son Johnathan we walked it all the time.

Often I would wonder about the houses that were so close to the park literally next door.

Are they haunted? How do they do it? You know they see or hear stuff even in their homes.

Okay, my love’s that is all for my second half of My Ghostly Experiences.

Hope you guys enjoy and have a Blessed day!

About the Creator

Audie Edwards

I am an amateur writer, who loves to write poems.

I feel poetry is my only escape from reality. I love to play with the imagination a little and get Dark. We all have nightmares and fears

I just put mine to work in a beautifully written poem.

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