Here is a story I would like to share. I am from NW
Indiana. I went to Calumet High school, in Calumet Township. Graduated in
1987. A bunch of friends and I would go out every single Friday, while in our
senior year, mainly because one friend, Lisa, got a car. The thing we liked to
do most was scare ourselves and that meant cruising through cemetaries at
night. It was a rise for us, but one night, we were stopped dead in our tracks
and vowed never to do it again.
Lisa, Wendy, Emily, and I were getting ready to drive into
the cemetary in Ridge Road, it was the Ridgelawn entrance. The one thing we
noticed right off the bat was that the gates were closed, it was more darker
than usual. We were mad, because it was such a Friday night ritual. All of a
sudden, her car died. We weren't on a lonely road or anything, it was a main
road, lots of traffic. So her car is dead and would not even turn over. She
was going to get out and see what was wrong, but the door would not open. It
was an older car, the kind where you can unlock the door by pulling up the lock
my the window. Those locks were stuck. She was trying to start the car and
then at that moment, the car filled with the most horrifying stench, it was
gagging us, it was like pure rot where you could not breath. By then we were
panicking, and I can still recall us coughing and covering our mouths as we were
yelling for Lisa to try to start the car. It lasted no more than 10 seconds.
Then, all of a sudden, her car started, the headlights were
turned on and the rotten odor was gone. She turned out of there fast and from
that day on, we never cruised another cemetary. After talking about what
happened, we figured we were being told to stay away and stop bothering the
dead. We definitely stopped.
Chaos comment: Something didn't want
you there that night. Strange odors like this sometimes happen in a haunting.
