As a young child, I looked forward to field trips, due to being a nice deviation from the doldrums of the classroom. We were told that we were going on a nature walk, which excited me as I loved anything to do with the outdoors. I was eight years old and could hardly contain myself when I saw that the bus was pulling into the parklands.
When the second bus arrived we were split into groups of ten and were told that we’d all meet up at the BBQ area.
My parents were open minded, into getting psychic readings, using Ouija boards and the like, but for some reason they had shielded me from hearing ghost stories so I only had a childish idea about spirits and anything spooky.
I had always wanted to go on a haunted walk, like the ghost tours in Savannah my friends had told me about. But like I said, my parents wouldn’t allow anything like that.
Anyway, it was the beginning of Fall and the trails had a nice damp carpet of leaves and some trees were covered in moss.
We followed the teacher and only half-listened to her talking about the seasons and the history of the area.
Being a loner, I tended to hang back but the teacher didn’t notice as she was too busy pointing and talking.
I noticed a thick mist settling in the forest and I became distracted by the sounds of faraway giggling and singing.
Then I saw many white apparitions zipping through the trees as the childish singing and laughter grew louder.
I froze when I saw a girl in Victorian clothing run across the path
At the time, I didn’t know about the Victorian era but I could tell that her white dress and hairdo were old fashioned.
She then ran out from behind another tree and stopped in front of me as more children spilled out of the forest.
They were all Victorian schoolchildren with a ghostly glow around them, making them appear to be part of the mist.
The girl said in a high-pitched voice, “Hello, would you like to play?” I didn’t wait to say yes as I didn’t fear them.
Forgetting the field trip and my classmates, I happily took the girl’s chilly hand and raced into the woods with her.
I had no idea that I was playing hide and seek with ghosts as they all seemed so real to me – and so much fun.
Soon they brought me to a hidden cave that had an entrance covered with branches and ivy. I was suddenly afraid.
The girl took my hands in hers and said, “We need another girl in our family!” I looked at her sweet face and smiled.
She told me that her name was Jane and that all the children were from many different ages, forming a happy family.
I looked into her pale blue eyes and felt so drawn to her that I had to go. Then they led me through the entrance.
I was about to meet children from many Haunted Stories
The cave was dark and damp but soon illuminated by the glow of hundreds of ghostly children from many eras.
The majority of them were Victorian but I saw girls and boys from all the decades since the 1900’s, smiling at me.
A bigger boy who seemed to be from the 1950’s beckoned to me and motioned for me to stand on a large rock.
I asked why and he said, almost malevolently, “To be initiated!” That’s when the fear began to creep into my heart.
I started to walk over to the rock but I saw a little boy hiding behind it, shaking his head in a panic with wide eyes.
Jane and the other children started chanting, “Yes, Yes, Yes!” but my fear became overwhelming – so I stopped.
The big boy screamed, “GET HER!” and suddenly the children’s eyes switched to a ghoulish green as they pounced.
I was able to duck and weave, then I clambered my way out of their grasp and raced to get out of the cave.
Jane shrieked in an unholy voice, “COME BACK, YOU PROMISED!” but I kept going until I made it into the forest.
I then heard my teacher calling my name and I was soon breaking through a clearing and falling into my group.
When I turned around, I could see the ghostly children’s faces glaring angrily at me through the trees, but I was safe!
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