Subj: [ParanormalGhostSociety] Tonight's Investigation/Adventure Reports  
Date: 9/7/2003 5:04:48 AM Eastern Daylight Time 
From: AngelOfThyNight@aol.com 
To: ParanormalBuffalo@yahoogroups.com  , paranormalghostsociety@yahoogroups.com 

Gurnsey Hollow Cemetery (Investigation 2 Nighttime)


We were supposed to drive to the 27 acre institute of science to investigate and at first we drove for 20 minutes looking for it and found the road was renamed or did not exist. When we found it we were disappointed to see the institute had been almost full restored with tinted glass etc so we decided to visit the very haunted Gurnsey Hollow Cemetery.
Well making my dream come true finally did happen tonight. I always wanted to visit this place at night. So many folks recently have wrote me about a lady in white chasing them out or a little child walking with them till they leave or their car stalls in front of this old Irish cemetery. I could not stand waiting after all the reports people have given me over the last 3 months so we ventured off into the mountains to this sacred ground.  This was quite a drive to visit here we did notice a detour and a sign that said bridge out so we were not able to take the short cut. We had to take the very dark and mountainous way to get to the cemetery. I could not help while driving up here the thick fog sometimes the patches were so thick that you could not see the road almost. I could not help thinking how the cemetery would look when we found it. 

We drove around for awhile the moon off the lake was beautiful. We did not turn down the right road so we ended up on the PA state line then upon turning around we decided to find someone we could ask for directions. We realized this was hard since the road was nothing but mountains, a lake and a few small inns.  We did find a small tavern and all of us entered inside. It was pretty interesting they had guns on the wall, animal traps, it almost looked like a log cabin inside. I then approached a lady at the bar and asked her how to get to Gurnsey hollow. She got a little nosy and because I got so excited I told the lady I am with an institution and want to visit the cemetery the ladies eyes popped out and probably thought I meant I am so escaped mental patient. She gave me directions how to get their and I did not feel comfortable about it. Since many guys at the bar were just staring at all of us. Trust me a tattooed guy with a dewrag does not belong in some hillbilly tavern. The lady told me she lived on the road and she told me how to get their. Then as I was leaving she warned me that it is sacred ground and not to damage any stones because something could happen. So the local folks know that this place is very strange that's obvious.

We then found the cemetery it was much different this time. The dirt road which you walk into the cemetery on was full of foliage and thick. It was very cold up here and I thought about changing but I toughed it out since we did not plan on spending to much time here. We started to walk up the dirt road in the woods when I heard a groaning sound It could have been Jason lol but none the less  I heard it and my hairs on my neck stood up and he says he didnt do it. We entered the cemetery gates and right off the bat the oldest stone here was ripped out of the ground and leaning against a tree. Already the cemetery had a much different feeling.  I did not feel evil but their were certain areas you just knew something was watching. We did our first walk through in the area my batteries ran out when I got to the cross . I looked around and could not help noticing how most stones had a candle on top of them. Some white some multicolored however I doubt they were placed here as a way to pay respects but rather they seemed to be placed on certain stones almost like someone lit them from each end of the cemetery at one point. 

I could not help notice that many stones once standing are now fallen, missing, or even more damaged and I was just their in March of 2003 and months later all this had occurred. We did walk again to the main gates and as Mark wandered off I changed my film and batteries only to hear a very big thump occur behind me very closely. I could not figure out what it was but it sounded like a good sized stone hit the ground. I caught up to Mark eventually and could not help the sick feeling I was getting in this one area. It was so painful I do not know if I was picking up psychic residue but it hurt fairly bad. This is the same area Mark felt something touch and go through him and the same area he seen a orb moving around at. Many of the stones in this area were fallen. As we again walked to the cross I noticed many of the rod iron fence parts were missing or torn away. It would take great strength to rip sections of rod iron off.  AT that given point Marks camera and mine shut off at the same time without explanation. He then had his battery cut out like something was draining it.  We did not want to overstay our welcome so we headed to the center of the cemetery and Mark picked up his recorder as we said our last words. We were followed you could hear clearly footsteps walking along the fence. I decided to ask one last plea to the girl who was stoned to death and to the lady in white asking her if she was the little girls mother. The cemetery at this point became alive it seemed like something became upset because you could hear twigs break, it felt very cold, I heard footsteps, noises I cannot explain. We then said our goodbyes and left down the dirt road to the van.

When we got back to the van things seemed out of place. A flash light that I left in the van was turned on and the windshield wiper button was also on. We found this quite startling but also violating since we were not to far away from the van and only gone a short time. At this point even the van would not start right away as it usually does. It seemed like whatever is here was trying to gather energy in any form from the van the flashlight etc. I listened to some EVP Mark took while at the cemetery. I heard running or pounding on the ground, a woman's voice and their are parts he recorded where it sounds like the chipmunks or a voice talking so fast that it is jumbled. Keep in mind he left the recorder along for quite sometime and it seems something was playing with it and speeded up the record sequence since the voice seems like its talking in fast forward mode. We drove off and decided to head to our last destination. The only pleasnant thing about Gurnsey I enjoyed was the fresh white flowers on one of its newest stones. 

 
     
 

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Above are some of the first apparition photos ever taken from this cemetery and they are beauties so check them out first.

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More Great photos coming from this investigation in the future!!!