This story unfortunately makes me laugh now, but not then. This is the second cemetery story I am going to tell you. I will keep it short today. The story was by this one man in our town, and I think this time it happened on the side of our cemetery, because I recall them talking about him biking to work to the milk processing plant that was few kilometers away from the cemetery. Yes biking was very common in Europe then, now days many treat bicycles as exercise mechanism but then it was main transportation mechanism.
This man was working evening shift, so around seven in the evening he was biking to work. It was fall season so around that time it was getting darker. His main routine was biking by the cemetery. So one day he is taking his regular routine to work, and he sees this army of seven to ten man standing at the entrance. It was a bit dark, so he didn't really see all the details meaning - do I know them. However, they were all dressed elegantly, and just standing around, no real movement. As he kept biking towards them, he could clearly see them, but still could not recognize who they were and if they were from this town. He got scared, so he moved to the other side of the road and kept biking, biking fast. He eventually passed by them but was scarred to look at them. But his curiosity did not stop him from looking behind, and he did. To his surprise, he saw these man in uniforms and their blank faces, its almost like there was a cloud front of their faces distorting all face features. Now he was paddling very fast and when he was now farther he gave this one more look back - but there was no body there anymore.
Well I don't know how much I can believe this story. There are few things that I have not included, the man who saw the army of man in the uniform without faces, liked to drink. It was later in the day, so being a bit drunk and scared might have disturbed his vision. What I cannot explain is why they were there in the evening and all dressed the same. So this story remains a mystery to me, but again in our town it was very much believed to be another ghost encounter or encounter of many ghosts.
[TRUE STORY OR NOT]
Anna,
ReplyDeleteI will come back at this one later, ok? It sounds interesting already...
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Good story! It reminds me of a childhood memory about a man from the villiage I'm from. He used to drink too much too and see all sorts of things he was sure existed. :)
ReplyDeleteMax, take your time. Thank you for your award, I will put in my vault and give out when the time is right. Thanks again, Anna :)
ReplyDeleteSusie, thank you for your comment. We had many stories like that too, not just ghost stories, it is amazing what alcohol can do, lol. Anna :) BTW thank you for visiting.
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ReplyDeleteLOL LOL LOL Wonderful story! You are right: the bottle could've been a factor lol *nodding*!
I just knew this story would be interesting...
Now, I am off to read the following one...
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Thanks Max, it is very appreciated that you spend so much time on my blogs, just don't know how to thank you, because there are many other blogger friends you probably have and visit regularly - that is real loyalty. Thanks, Anna :)
ReplyDeleteVery well could have happened!!!
ReplyDeleteAnother great story!!!
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Thanks, JJ - yeah never know. Anna :)
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