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Emil23
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On Saturday night all of the soldiers decided to go to a haunted bridge to celebrate Halloween. When we went we counted to 10 and at the end a white figure appeared behind the bridge. We walked off but one insisted we try again. All of a sudden as we walked to the middle the wind picked up and what sounded like static blew around us. It stopped as soon as we began counting. While counting down the white form moved towards us and one girl who is Wiccan began crying. I rapidly finished the countdown and we all ran back to the car. The girl who insisted we count down again wants us to go to the cemetery across the street so we go despite all feeling alarmed and find dead Crow’s on the graves. We sit down in the pavilion to tell spooky stories. While I’m telling the stories to the girls about a woman whose face gets stolen by the mirror people the Wiccan and another girl rose and were staring at different directions. I turned around to find white mist again and we hightail out of there. While driving back my rosary is turning in circles. I shake it off to the car but take it with me to pray. When in my room I begin hearing feet outside and my rosary begins spinning in circles. I run back to the soldiers house the girls are sleeping at and while looking it up we find nothing. I go to pick up my rosary and find it broken. While scrolling on my FB the first friend suggestion I have is a mannequin with no face and the second picture is included. I hand my rosary over to the other Catholic girl and she puts it on the coffee table. I go to duty that morning and they explain the rosary is missing and that there are tiny handprints on their car. I check mine and it is the same. I go recieve a blessing from father and buy a new rosary and cross to wear. I come back from my 24 hour duty to find the rosary laid on my bed but it changed from gold to black. No one has access to my room and I hadn’t came back. While sleeping I felt my legs being violently shaked and woke up. Everything calms down and the soldier who requested to go back to the bridge calls me because she’s watching things in her kitchen moving. I also woke up and my room was extremely hot but the heat is broken and it’s 45 degrees outside. I am extremely alarmed and looking for ways to deal with this unwanted presence. My grandmother encouraged I take my new rosary to be blessed and bury the old one. The father himself was very confused.