Brother A: Hey, you want you told us you're into dark and creepy haunted places right?
Me: Yeah! I think this stuff is interesting but I don't really actually believe in it.
Brother A: Oh? An unnamed child lays in this grave.
It was then that the two had taken me back behind the path and we walked the trial for about twenty-five minutes. I was the notified that we had found
ourselves at one of the most haunted places in Pennsylvania and it was known as the Witch's/Devil's Triangle, a place so haunted that local law
enforcement would tell locals and tourist not to even bother coming here at night because of how dangerous it is (apparently people had gone missing
in these woods for a long period of time, I am assuming 100-200 years?) Now, what I am about to say will sound like something out of a non-fictiona
novel or sounds like something from a movie – please, as I mentioned I am a serious schitsophrenic or this in fact happening.
Well, for starters I believe it was either done the 1692 – 1693 (The Salem Witch Trials) or in the 1878 known as the Witch Purge, but I am going to
keep the group affiliated with this out of the circle due to respect. According to locals, the legend of the Devil's/Witch's triangle that three
women had been hung in these woods by farmers, wrongfully convicted of witchcraft, it was said around their necks they had worn a triangle medallion
to symbolize their coven and sisterhood. Well, upon me being told the story of these women I had been told something that didn't happen until many
Brother B: Beware of the Wolf man...
Brother A: For he is a bad sign...
After they had told me that – I really didn't know what to expect, honestly figuring they had just been attempting to creep me out because I was,
at the time dating their sister and they had probably never expected me to return. Well, I came home two weeks later to a location I am not going to
discuss due to privacy reasons: I for one began to notice a strange notion of events take place. For starters when I came home, I felt like I was
being watched 24/7 by something unseen, late at night I would feel old chills all over my body and my hair would began to stand up straight, it was
during my sleep I would began to hear strange voices, like a thousand whispers going off at once, there had been so many it was impossible to
understand them all. It was around this time that I began to notice my girlfriend's family at the time had began to act rather strange – always
down her throat for no reason, constant negative family reactions – bitching, screaming. She used to sit there and tell me how her parents would
force her pills down her throat, its not my fault she suffered from serious depression after her father shot her own dog for no reason.
Well, she began to complain to me about cuts, scrapes, scratches, bruises. At first I had simply thought
her parents had been neglecting/abusing her, but she constantly insisted that nothing like that was going on. She had simply told me, calmly that she
was worried about these random markings would appear out of no where while she wasn't just asleep, but also awake. She would often tell me that she
would wake up to seeing “Dark eyes” upon her. At first I am shaking my head, attempting not to believe in any of this. Just thinking that her two
brother's had gotten to me and that she is just playing the part to scare me away more for a practical joke.
Well... A year went on, stranger things began to happen, I was now eight-teen and had slept down stairs and keep in mind that I normally sleep with a
pillow over my face (when light instantly hits my eyes, I will acquire an instant headache when I first wake up in the morning.) Well, you know that
wide awake, snappy feeling? Like as if you know for a fact that in your room that you truly aren't alone?