My boyfriend and our two other friends were out at the ridge riding in the Hills of West Virginia when we came a cross an old church that had been turned into an old school house. This school house was clearly falling down around us. The floor had holes all in it and the walls had graffiti all over it. Soon as I went to turn around something hit me knocking me flat on my back!
My boyfriend was puzzled and helped me up. I kept saying, "Lets get out of here." Before I got those words out of my mouth our friend was pushed backwards and she hit the wall. Both men looked frightened.
"Lets go I repeated!" as I jerked on my boyfriends arm.
"I'm out."
My friend said as she ran past us for the door. The door slammed shut and for us there was know way out! "The window!" My boyfriend screamed. The guys helped us out and we fled out of there. Later we heard some stories about an old man who was a serial killer who killed victims there. I am never going to go back.
That place was scary!!!
Sent in by Jessica Gayle Morgan, Copyright 2012 ghost-space.com
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