Morgan (36:45)
I'm watching the most recent podcast and heard y' all were looking for some spooky ghost stories. And I've got one that still creeps me out to this day. Sorry in advance for the long post, but I want to get all the details in. Lol. Now, just to preface, this story happened a few years ago when I was still in high school. I grew up in a small town, so it was often hard for us young, angsty teens to find things to do. Me now 21 female, and my best friend, also 21 female. Our usual Friday night consisted of driving around aimlessly trying to find something to do. This night, it was me, my best friend, who I'll call Cindy, Cindy's boyfriend, Aaron, and Aaron's best friend, Zach. Now onto the story. We were doing our usual routine of driving around the nearby big city when Aaron decided to call up his other friend who lived nearby. Now, this friend I had never met before, but Aaron said he lived in this small mountain Town close to where we were driving. I'd never heard of this town, but it is known for its history and being an old copper mining town. The friend didn't answer, but we decided to drive up that way anyways. As the friend had a cool car. Aaron and Zach wanted to look at big car guys. We start driving up there and mind you, it's close to 2am at this point. We had driven on dark roads throughout this entire night and the vibes were all good. We're driving on this dark, barren road when we pass under a bridge. Immediately I become overwhelmed by this eerie feeling. Something just felt off. I thought it was just me experiencing this as everyone else was talking and joking about. So I brushed it off. By the time we get up to the town, Cindy was passed out in the passenger seat. I was sat behind Cindy and Zach was sat behind Aaron who was driving. The second we start to see houses, we all collectively agree that something about this town was just off. The streets looked impeccably clean and polished and the sidewalks all completely smooth as if the concrete had just been laid. I had made an offhand comment about how it felt like we were transported to another time. The boys in the car collectively agreed with me. All of us acknowledging how it felt like we had passed through a portal straight to the 1930s. We continued on the drive making jokes in an attempt to lighten the strange atmosphere we had stumbled upon. At this point, I chalked it up to the dark night and the fact that the whole town was likely asleep. Then we see the park. Now here's the thing about this park. It wasn't a full on park. Literally just a plot of grass with huge. I mean huge ass trees. The road allowed you to loop completely around the park and it was absolutely empty when we first arrived. Aaron makes a comment about the park saying he had taken pictures of his car in it before. Then he decides to drive around the park and show us where the photos were taken. As we begin the loop around this park, I feel this creepy feeling begin to intensify. The best way to describe it is it was like a heavy weight pushing down on the air in the car. At this point, it's close to summer, so all the windows are down as we're cruising along. Once we get close to the end of the loop, I spot a couple of deer outside my window. This was the first and only sign of life we saw the entire time we were there. No people, no other animals, no cars, Just three deer. Aaron pulls over so we can get a better look at them, and then decides to call his friend again to see if he would answer. At this point, I'm watching these deer and trying to distract myself from this seemingly unwarranted anxiety I was feeling. While Erin was on the phone, Cindy was still passed out and Zach is staring out his open window, which faced the park. Not long into us being parked here, does Zach start to yell and frantically try to roll up his window? Both Aaron and I were shocked by Zach's sudden screaming and both go look at whatever had freaked Zach out so much. When I look out Zach's window, I saw something that I still cannot explain to this day. There, sitting beside one of the large trees, was a pure white figure. So white it looked like it was glowing. I got a pretty good glimpse at this figure and it almost seemed blurry, but you could clearly make out the shape of a hooded person. It appeared to be kneeling with its head bowed, almost like it was praying. At this point, Zach is screaming for Aaron to get us the fuck out of there. All I could do was freeze in fear and stare at this figure sat alone in the park. Aaron, after getting a good look at the figure himself, proceeds to kick the car in a drive and hightail it out of there. This all happened in probably a matter of seconds, but everything seemed to move so slow. I remember so vividly how my heart was pounding and how paralyzing the atmosphere felt. I almost remember telling myself to not look back at whatever the hell the thing was and to just focus at the headrest in front of me. The car ride out of town was completely silent and we only began to discuss what we had seen as we descended down the mountain. Just as we passed under the aforementioned bridge, it felt like reality snapped back into place, the atmosphere lightened and the world looked back to normal. At this point, we were all freaking out about what happened, and I was surprised to find that the boys also felt this snap. The best way we could summarize it, it was like waking up from a dream. At this point, Cindy finally wakes up after sleeping through the whole ordeal and we begin to tell her the story. I normally would have summed this up to us being tired and it being dark. But what really cemented what I saw was the fact that both of the boys saw the exact same thing. We all described. The exact same hooded figure kneeling with its head bowed. I was the type of person who, if asked, I would have said I didn't particularly believe in ghosts. I liked the idea of ghosts and the spooky ambiance the subject brings, but I didn't believe in the slightest. I'm a pretty rational person with very science based beliefs. After this experience, I would say I do believe that the supernatural is possible. I'm still unaware of what I saw that day and I don't think I'll ever truly know. What I can say is that since that day I feel almost a heightened sense when it comes to anything paranormal. Especially considering I 100% believe that the house I currently live in is haunted. But that's a story for another time. Lol. However, one thing I truly will never forget about this experience is how when I looked at that figure, a cold fear I'd never experienced before washed over me completely. I often think about how peaceful the figure seemed and despite that fact, something in my gut told me to get the fuck away from it. That fact alone creeps me out. Still, as I'm writing this, it almost felt like it was trying to put up this facade of innocence to lure us in. I have a good intuition and know when to trust my gut. And I'm glad I did that day. Because who knows what that thing was capable of. Once I was home, I began doing some research on the town in some attempt to decipher what I had seen. While looking back at old black and white photos of the town, I realized how on that night it looked exactly like those photos. I was pretty creeped out and haven't done more research into it until making this post. For anyone curious as to what town I'm talking about and wanting to do some research yourself, it's Copperton, Utah. I'll link the website with the photos I saw at the top of this post. If anyone finds anything of interest, please do share.
