Release Me - Stories

†• Stories •†

I've never been one to believe in ghost stories. "Oh pish posh" I would always say when my friends would start telling the stories. I cannot believe how very wrong I have always been. A little less than a week ago a friend of mine decided that it was high time I went to the park about 45 minutes from my house....of course I scoffed at the idea, as I always had before (I'm lazy so I don't enjoy activity lol). He took me to a place called "Pine Mountain Settlement Park" which is located in Pineville, Kentucky. Unfortunately for me, he decided to take the trip at about 2 o'clock in the morning. The only lights visible were the lights coming from my car...the headlights. The road was extremely curvy...I had never seen roads like that before in my life. So we get to this little clearing and he parks the car. It's so quite and peaceful there and I am enjoying just having a relaxing night out in thee fresh air. Then he turns the headlights off and it's pitch black. "Justin, what's going on?" I asked him. "Shhh, just be quite." he answered back. "Why?" I asked, a little impatiently this time. He sighed and said "If you turn off the headlights and sit here long enough, you can see her." I was silent for a few minutes, still trying to adjust my eyes to the darkness. "Her? What do you mean 'see her'?" So he told me a very weird story. In 1990 a girl named Jennifer Bailey went to the park to walk around, it was a beautiful night so she wanted to get some fresh air. Her mother decided that she was old enough to go alone so she stayed at home. The next day Jennifer still hadn't returned home to her mother, and a few hours into the day she recieved a phone call from the local police department. Apparently, Jennifer had been found on a picnic table in the park. She was brutally raped and mutilated. Her head had been cut off as well as one of her feet. And her body was left on the table in a position that implied a sacrafice may have taken place, but because she was raped they threw that theory out the window. Justin then explained that he had known Jennifer in real life and from time to time he liked to come up here, where it happened, and just watch her. Of course, I thought he was playing a game with me (that I didn't know I was a part of) and that any minute he was crack up. Little did I know, the story was actually true. There was a headstone, a sort of memorial for Jennifer in the park. When I saw this memorial I started to get a little scared, for I didn't know what could happen. He then took me to another little clearing (because Jennifer had not shown up at the site of her actual murder) and we sat there with the headlights off again. I started to hear things and I did see something as well...but because I try not to believe in that sort of thing, I was to act as if I never did. It was something that changed my life, and I can't begin to describe what I saw and went through that night. Justin actually did know her as well. You could tell because of the interaction between them. It was a beautifully frightening experience that I will never forget.

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