Keysville Cemetery and me
Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 10:31 pm
South of Steelville by several miles is Keysville Mo. The Keysville cemetery is laid out on a downward hill. In 1996, my friend Johnny and I went there once in the middle of the night. We were on our way to a bar called the roadhouse to see about the females there but we stopped there as I had not seen it up to then and he knew my fascination for the eerie and macabre. I just casually walked along the rows, trying not to step on the graves themselves. Its hard to do the way they were spaced. But I heard a small child crying 'mommy...mooommy."
The hair stood on my neck a tad but I just tried to pinpoint exactly what location in the darkness it was coming from. I told Johnny about it after the crys ceased, and we both just kind of marveled at it. It is now 14 years later and I was hanging out with Johnny and his girlfriend last week when I brought that night up. He told me that he hadn't told me before but there is an actual legend that a Child from that area in the 1800's fell down a deep hole, be it a well or an old mine shaft during a time when this land was rich with Iron. No one was certain about what kind of hole it was he said. As the story went, you could listen very carefully and hear a child crying almost every 5 minutes, but not everyone heard it. Just some. Well I believe I did 14 years ago.
I do believe in spiritual beings being an incredible form of energy. I do believe that some spirits can get stuck on this planet. I always have. It's a bit tragic, well except for the a hole spritrs.Johnny and I are going to go back after 14 years. This time I intend to slowly approach the very area from which the voice emanates, even if I have to walk into the woods in the black of night.
The hair stood on my neck a tad but I just tried to pinpoint exactly what location in the darkness it was coming from. I told Johnny about it after the crys ceased, and we both just kind of marveled at it. It is now 14 years later and I was hanging out with Johnny and his girlfriend last week when I brought that night up. He told me that he hadn't told me before but there is an actual legend that a Child from that area in the 1800's fell down a deep hole, be it a well or an old mine shaft during a time when this land was rich with Iron. No one was certain about what kind of hole it was he said. As the story went, you could listen very carefully and hear a child crying almost every 5 minutes, but not everyone heard it. Just some. Well I believe I did 14 years ago.
I do believe in spiritual beings being an incredible form of energy. I do believe that some spirits can get stuck on this planet. I always have. It's a bit tragic, well except for the a hole spritrs.Johnny and I are going to go back after 14 years. This time I intend to slowly approach the very area from which the voice emanates, even if I have to walk into the woods in the black of night.