You are alone at night, and all you have is a flashlight that doesn't work and a sleeping bag. Then you see a church and decide to go behind it to stay away from a person’s eyes. When you get there you put everything down and put new batteries in your flashlight. When you start doing this, you hear voices around you and start wondering if you are not alone. Looking everywhere you find nothing, then you come back where you were and your stuff has been moved. Then you start wondering around and you come upon a mental cover covered with grass. You open it up and you find stairs and your curiosity get the best of you. You head down the stairs and then you feel like something is pulling you down. You get down there and it feels like you have been down there for weeks and when you come back up, you do not remember anything that just happened. This experience has been felt by many people that …show more content…
Well the history of Stull, Kansas is very eerie and will lure about everyone that wants to experience the feeling. Stull, Kansas became a town in the mid-1800s. It was founded by the people of German and Pennsylvania Dutch ancestry. By 1857, there were only six families living there. That same year settlers constructed a stone church on land donated by Jacob Hildenbrand; later dubbed the “Evangelical Emmanuel Church”. Stull was originally called Deer Creek, later when a post office was established the citizens change the name to Stull in remembrance of Sylvester Stull. Later in 1903, the post office was discontinued. During the 20th century, the settlement suffered two major tragedies. The first occurred when a young boy wandered into a field that his father was burning and died. The second occurred when a man was found hanging from a tree after going missing. Many people don't remember these tragedies, but now they know Stull for its strange unexplained activity that goes on
Woop woop! Is the common sound heard in Beecher Terrace (housing apartments). There are 2.3 million people locked up in the United States. Kentucky spends about fifteen billion dollars per year incarcerating individuals from Beecher Terrace. Since the 1970’s the number of people locked up in the United States has grown from 300,000 to 2.3 million. Kentucky has been the center of this prison expansion. Charles McDuffie, Christel, Demetria, and Keith Huff all have something in common. Each of these individuals are repeat offenders, grew up or lived in Beech Terrace, and have some type of mental issue.
The emerald jewel of Brooklyn, Prospect Park is often called the borough’s backyard and has been a serene and idyllic retreat for Brooklynites for well over a century now. In fact, the park recently celebrated its 150th anniversary with great fanfare, attesting its historic importance and role it’s played in city life for generations. Few people, however, know the true history of the park, such as its connection to Central Park and the role it played in the development of Brooklyn real estate in the late 19th century. To that end, here’s a quick look at the hidden history of Prospect Park and the key role it’s played in the city’s history over the years.
In March of 1768, in present-day Ohio, Tecumseh was born. Tecumseh's name means "Panther in the sky." Tecumseh was the fifth born in his family. His mom, Methotaske, was a Creek, and his dad, Puckeshinewa, was a Shawnee. He excelled at the game's Indian boys played. He also organized other boys to go on hunts. When Tecumseh was younger he admired and looked up to the warriors, like his older brother. He also tried to be like the warriors. Later in his life, Tecumseh became a powerful chief to the Native American Tribe, the Shawnee's. He did not want the Americans to take the Native American's land. He accomplished many things in his life.
The Little Rock Nine. I’m sure for some it rings a bell, but for others it might not. Everyone should know about the Little Rock Nine, because this was a major event in America’s history. This is an event that made America the free land it is today.
The Merriam Webster Dictionary defines jayhawk as, “a fictitious bird with a large beak used as an emblem in Kansas” (“Jayhawk”). Even though some people may say that the Jayhawk is not resemble a good role model, the jayhawk should be inducted into the mascot hall of fame because he makes an impact in the community, he has a fun and unique design, the jayhawk has an impact on his sport, and he performs memorably and groundbreaking performances.
Point Lookout is one of the places I found the most information on. Point Lookout is a mysterious atmosphere on the southern tip of Maryland. Point lookout has a lighthouse that was established and used for 135 years. It began as one of the first Maryland governor’s properties. Also, it has been the sight of many unbelievable tragedies and paranormal activity. In the lighthouse, there has been “pictures taken of ghosts, various frightening EVPs, and
Before that night, I didn’t believe in the paranormal. Now I sure as heck do. I had been chased out of my house after a fight with my step-parents because I wasn’t doing well in school (I had dyslexia), and I had taken shelter in what seemed like a normal house. I realized what I had gotten into after the sun set. The doors were locked without a sign of anyone going near them.
“We didn’t start the fire, it’s been burning since the world’s been turning”- Billy Joel. There has always been a fire for change in the world, and the world was changed by The Little Rock Nine. The Little Rock Nine has been the most revolutionary Black Civil Rights movement in history because they were the first movement of its kind, the movement received national attention, and this event made African Americans more bold and want to fight for their rights.
Council bluffs is amazing but you can always make something better, so here are the things I would do as mayor to make Council bluffs a better place. First I would build a park for kids to play and have fun and for dogs to get exercise, then I would make the Mall of the Bluffs a activity center so people can practice their sports and activities, and finally build more local businesses
Ok. One night my sister and I were at my father’s house. He lives in Kingsville on 10 maybe 9 acres of land in this [small pause, looks at ceiling] I wouldn’t really call it a farmhouse, just a kind of small house out there. The previous person who lived in the house was supposedly shipped to an asylum, for, you know, normal stuff [pause] schizophrenic or something. My sister and I were at the house one night and we were cleaning up the house while my dad was on some sort of job out of the state and my step mom was at work in the hospital. We were doing our stuff, and then the power flickered, and came back on. We didn’t think anything of it. Then, outside of the door, we heard a noise, kinda like a dog barking, but like, just enough not so that we knew it wasn’t. So, we hear this noise, and start to get fre...
Squatting on the ground, I was weeping. I couldn’t see anything, not even my hand although it was not far from me. I made my eyes widely open to make sure if my eyes went blind or not. When it was around 8pm, I started looking for the window. Touching my hands on the corners of the room, I finally found it. I used up all my energy opening the window, but it was covered with hard dust and it was rigid. I fell down, and cried a lot. I couldn’t sleep throughout the whole night, because I was hungry and thirsty. In addition to this, it was cold in the middle of that night. I was shivering and coughing persistently. Time passed, and it was early in the morning, but nothing
Colorado is the state I am doing. Why you ask? I am doing Colorado because most of my family is from Denver, and I just wanted to learn more about the state. While doing research about my state I learned a lot so I am excited to go tell my relatives what I learned. I learned the big things about Colorado, landmarks, state symbols, etc. So if you want to learn about Colorado, this is the paper for you.
Shivering in the blasting cold night, the words fear and death invaded my soul and lamentably waited for the deathblow. The darkness of the lemon orchard under the full moon hidden behind long, high parallels of cloud was accelerating my fear and advancing the idea of `suddenly disappearing` in my mind. I had never thought of death before. The rows of lemon tree standing like elite soldiers made me feel like an enemy soldier captured in war and was being taken to be executed by guillotine. A shotgun was targeted towards my head which made my eyes and legs become paralysed; thus I could not feel or sense anything. My eyes looking blindly and my legs walking briskly with the question” will I die” stuck on my mind like a tick attaches into skin.
With music blasting, voices singing and talking, it was another typical ride to school with my sister. Because of our belated departure, I went fast, too fast. We started down the first road to our destination. This road is about three miles long and filled with little hills. As we broke the top of one of the small, blind hills in the middle of the right lane was a dead deer. Without any thought, purely by instinct I pulled the wheel of the car to the left and back over to the right. No big deal but I was going fast. The car swerved back to the left, to the right, to the left. Each time I could feel the car scratching the earth with its side. My body jolted with the sporadic movements of the car. The car swerved to the right for the last time. With my eyes sealed tight, I could feel my body float off the seat of the car.
I looked up at the black sky. I hadn't intended to be out this late. The sun had set, and the empty road ahead had no streetlights. I knew I was in for a dark journey home. I had decided that by traveling through the forest would be the quickest way home. Minutes passed, yet it seemed like hours and days. The farther I traveled into the forest, the darker it seemed to get. I was very had to even take a breath due to the stifling air. The only sound familiar to me was the quickening beat of my own heart, which felt as though it was about to come through my chest. I began to whistled to take my mind off the eerie noises I was hearing. In this kind of darkness I was in, it was hard for me to believe that I could be seeing these long finger shaped shadows that stretched out to me. I had this gut feeling as though something was following me, but I assured myself that I was the only one in the forest. At least I had hoped that I was.