personal naritive

authors note: this is same thing that changed my life too. and now it haunts me to think about it.

the thing that changed my life

The sensation of eyes on you, the feeling of same one behind you when there is no one.  That’s what I feel since I went to Gettysburg.

It was a cloudy day till around five in the afternoon. Me, my brothers, and grandpa and grandma were going to visit little round top, big round top, and devils den. Little round top is where my great, great grandpa fought in the civil war.  My great, great grandpa was hurt by getting shot in his leg or arm. A few years later he died from infected wounds.

Very interesting devils den was one of the most bloodiest battles of the civil war. It was around seven or eight when we were in devils den. That is when stuff got interesting with me and something around me. There was a hard push that made me trip forward. So I instantly looked for anyone that could of pushed me that hard. There was nothing, everyone was playing on the big rocks that laid there.

Then I spot my grandma about ten yards away. She was taking pictures of the stuff around her. So I told her to take a picture were I was just standing. So she did. A white figure was right where I was standing.  After a second my grandma took another picture in the same spot and the figure wasn’t there anymore.

For now one I feel eyes on me at that time of the day. It is one of those things you will never forget till the day you die. I  believe in ghosts 99.9%. if you don’t if you were me you would change your mind like I did.