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2006 Encounters:
Bobby Ray's Conference - South of Jonesboro, Arkansas

The Man in the Attic - Circleville, Ohio

The Sad Voice - Taormina, Italy

Ghost Hunting Dorks - Ft. Inn, South Carolina

Shall We Gather at the Fence? - Milton, Florida Ghost picture

Sharing Our Home With Spirits - Seattle Area, Washington

Nighttime Visitor - Amravati, Maharashtra, India

Someone Sat on the Bed - AuGres, Michigan

Handprints on the Wall - Nashville, Tennessee

Yellow Butterflies - Huntington, West Virginia

Building Owner's Last Visit - Long Beach, California

Stage Coach Tavern Shadow - Chepachet, Rhode Island
Ghost video ghost picture

Haunted Campsite - Mowery, Arizona

The Man - Bay City, Michigan

Ghosts of Gympie Library - Gympie, Queensland, Australia

Haunted Sleepover - York, Pennsylvania

Shadows and Cold Spots - Essex, Ontario, Canada

Bald Man at My Brother's Crib - Spooner, Wisconsin

Footsteps From the Red Room - Warwick, Rhode Island

Darting Shadows and My Haunted Home - Berri, South Australia

Spirits Followed Me Home From Carnton - Nashville, Tennessee

Downs Road Ghosts - Bethany, Connecticut

Kay's Goodbye - Sacramento, California

The Woman on the Bed - Melrose, Minnesota

Cemetery Apparition Video and EVP - Bardstown, Kentucky
Ghost video EVP

The Shadow Man - Richfield, Minnesota

The Flowered Lady - Stanford, Kentucky

Ghosts in Times of Trouble - Lancashire, England

A Sign on the Res - Crown Point, New Mexico

Get Out, Abe - Southern Wisconsin

Dead Man's Pass - Gawler, South Australia

Gayle's Thank-You - New York/California

Trying to Ignore the Haunting - Trumbull, Connecticut

The EVP That Follows Me - Oceano, California

Working the Permanent Shift - Tucson, Arizona

Gypsy Wild's Home - Huntingdon, Pennsylvania

Ghosts Like Me - Oregon

The Dangerous Medicine Bag - Keswick, Ontario, Canada

More Spirits on the Land - Milton, Florida Ghost picture

Ghostly Cafe Help - Connecticut

Great Grandpa's Return - Mill Spring, Missouri

The Deadly Car Accident that Haunted My Brother's House - Hamilton, Illinois

A Thud in the Bedroom - Chester, South Carolina

Being Watched in the Sanitarium - Cherokee, Iowa

Grandma's Swinging Chair - Kalamazoo, Michigan

My Shaking Bed - Escanaba, Michigan

The Haunted Department Store - Sydney, New South Wales, Australia

The Orb at Little Round Top - Gettysburg, Pennsylvania Ghost picture

Old Woman on Route 10 - near El Paso, Texas

Finding Lost Family - Chicago, Illinois

The Haunting Returns - Middletown/Carlisle, Ohio

Our Haunted House - Waterbury, Connecticut

The Ghost of a Prankster Sailor - London, England

Ghostly Car - Palisade, Nebraska

Golf Course Joker - Ruidoso, New Mexico

Payton's Kiss - Denver, Colorado

The Spinning Ferris Wheel - Albany, New York

Visit From Mom's Patient - Little Rock, Arkansas

The Old Woman in the Hotel - Somewhere in the North Rockies

Grandma's Outline? - Boise, Idaho

Attack at Rolling Hills - Bethany, New York

Pinching Premonition - Auckland, New Zealand

Mammaw and Pappaw's Visit - Toledo, Ohio

Ghostly Gray Cat - Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania

Demonic Presence in the Bedroom - Kyger Creek, Ohio

A Sign of the Cross - Long Beach, California Ghost picture

The Ghost of Flying Hawk - Albany, New York

Footsteps at Nashua Fresh Air Camp - Greenfield, New Hampshire

White Streamy Woman - Winterberg, Germany

The Man With the Tall Black Hat - Fall River, Massachusetts

Grandmother's House - Garden Grove, California

Woman in White at the Whaley House - San Diego, California

Spectral Attack While Sleeping - Durban, South Africa

Help Me, Help Me, Help Me - Fayette, Missouri

A Blessing and a Curse - Windsor, Virginia

Calling Mom Back from Rest - Cary, Kentucky

Shadows at Camp Cedar Crest - Orange, Connecticut

The Family Returns from Virginia - Salem, Virginia Ghost picture

The Ghost of Gibbs Bridge - Sylvania, Ohio

The Woman in the Wardrobe - Castleford, West Yorkshire, England

Shot By a Ghost - Chicago, Illinois

Mom's Visit and Presence - California

The Dollhouse Grave - Medina, Tennessee Ghost picture

The Slamming Door - Eugene, Oregon

Voices in the House - Ontario, Canada

Maddie in the Mirror - Fort Scott, Kansas

Something Grabbed My leg - Scott Depot, West Virginia

Grandpa's Flag - Kissimmee, Florida

Strange Happenings at the Jefferson Hotel - Jefferson, Texas

An Evil House - Elmira, New York

The Giggling Girl - South Gate, Kentucky

Sensing a Presence - Las Cruces, New Mexico

More Spirits on the Land - Milton, Florida Ghost picture

The Black Form at the Foot of My Bed - Mobile, Alabama

The Smell of the Devil? - Mission, Texas

The Hopping Couch - Trumbull, Connecticut

Portrait of a Funny Old Man - Hull, England

Little Dancing Girl - Baltimore, Maryland

The Haunted Mansion - Reading, Pennsylvania

Haunted Newport News - Newport News, Virginia

Tormented in Our Apartment - Brooklyn, New York

The White Dove and Heavenly Voice - Toms River, New Jersey

Lights Flashes in the Night - Pigeon Forge, Tennessee

The Ghostly Mom is Still Here - Everett, Washington

A Young Man's Spirit - Hudson, Michigan

Trying to Get Our Attention - England

The Moving Knocks - Rochester, New York

Hearing My Name Three Times - Walnut Creek, California

The Ghostly Skeleton - Coast Range, northern Oregon

Teaspoon and Grandpap - Bentleyville, Pennsylvania

Me and Great Uncle Mike - Los Angeles, California

Spirit Guides Around the Moon - Gretna, Louisiana Ghost picture

A Hand in the Dark - Southeastern Ohio

Spectral Gardener - Mississippi

Angry 1800s Portrait - Monnerville, West Virginia

I Floated Down the Stairs Too - Oxford, England

The Boy Under the Patio - Ridge, Maryland

Claw Marks on the Stairs - St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada

Voices in the Night - Sydney, NSW, Australia

Graveyard Shift at Hollywood Cemetery - Richmond, Virginia

Dark Shadows in My Burnt Out Apartment - Indianapolis, Indiana

The Man at Birdcage Theatre - Tombstone, Arizona Ghost picture

A House Too Good to Be True - Pueblo, Colorado

Three Strange Knocks - South Boston, Virginia

Great Grandmother's Mirror - Jackson, Mississippi

Our Red Balloon - Maiden Rock, Wisconsin

Grandfather's Image - Delhi, New York

Creature Beyond - Milton, Florida Ghost picture

Childhood Friends - Brisbane, Queensland, Australia

The Floating Mass - Las Vegas, Nevada

Voices on New York Street - Long Beach, California

Catwoman's Bridge - Lancaster, South Carolina

Anya's Tom - Connecticut Ghost picture

Strange Events in Our Old House - Princeton, West Virginia

World Trade Center Ghosts and Events from 9/11 - New York, New York

Mom's Torment - White Rock, British Columbia, Canada

The Woman in the Basement Apartment - North Portland, Oregon

The Slave Family - Yazoo City, Mississippi

Strange Happenings at the Cheyenne Canon Inn - Colorado Springs, Colorado

My 3 Year-Old Sees His Grandpa - Boston, Massachusetts

June 30, 2006

Footsteps at Nashua Fresh Air Camp

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Votes:47 Rating: Rating = 7.19 Ratings Breakdown
William J. Corriveau, Greenfield, New Hampshire, Summer 1988

It was told to me once that my grandfather attended this summer camp. At that time I’m sure the camp had a different name like “Camp Greggson” or “Watananock”. It was told to me once that my father and my uncles attended this camp too. I’m sure it’s possible, it was an old camp.

Nashua Fresh Air Camp, nestled in Greenfield, New Hampshire on Sunset Lake at the base of Crotched Mountain, unfortunately closed now, was my home for a few weeks every summer from the age of six to the age of twelve. My story takes place when I was around 10 years old (1988ish).

I was being punished that night, I had a horrible temper. I had decided to punch a fellow camper in the back at dinner because he wouldn’t stop slurping his tomato soup. My punishment, sit outside the Nurses Office on a small group of boulders and get eaten by mosquitoes.

Horrible time to be punished, it was mid-session and everyone was celebrating with a bonfire down at the waterfront. I had heard of the games they were going to play and occasionally I could hear their laughter being carried on the wind to my rock.

Mosquitoes are ruthless, and even though I had tented my t-shirt around my legs and tucked my arms inside, they managed to still bite me on every surface possible.

For a bit of relief, I concocted a story that I had to use the bathroom or something and entered the nurse’s office. I shouted for the nurse but received no answer. I shouted for a counselor and received no answer as well. After a little exploring, I discovered that I was alone.

I decided to go back to my cabin and read a book.

There were four main cabins that I knew of that were reserved for campers; “Bunny Hole”, for the newest and youngest of campers, “Eagles Nest”, for those who were a bit older, “Hawk Eye”, for the oldest campers, and “Dugout” which seemed to have different use every year I went to camp.

That year “Dugout” was being used for the oldest campers and “Hawk Eye” had been turned into a cabin for camp counselors. And this is where I stayed that year, “Dugout”.

To get to “Dugout” you took a narrow road/trail from the Nurse’s Office, passed the other three cabins which were relatively close together on the right side of the trail, took a left turn after the Bathrooms onto a new wide rocky trail leading up the mountain. This trail ended at “Dugout”.

Each cabin held 24 campers. Four single wooden beds lined the walls on the left and right side of the cabin. The center of the cabin held 8 sets of wooden bunkbeds attached head to toe and side to side. There was a large room at the front of the cabin as you walked in where cubby-holes were found to place your personal stuff in. This room was separated from the sleeping area by a wall with two doorframes, one to enter the left side of the sleeping area, the other to enter the right. At the backend of the cabin was a single room reserved for the Cabin Counselor.

My bunk that year was bottom-bunk, third toward the back, on the left side of the cabin.

When I arrived at my cabin the lights were on. I called out a “hello” or two but nobody answered. I checked the counselor’s room and found it empty. Fine by me. I wasn’t supposed to be there anyway.

I crawled underneath my covers and broke out my collection of “Choose Your Own Adventure” books, careful as to not get too comfortable in case someone should enter the cabin and I’d be forced to slip underneath my bed quickly.

I must have read for awhile because when someone did enter I didn’t hear them coming.

I was startled from my reading, the front door of the cabin swung open and slammed back again viciously, bouncing off the doorframe as the spring tried to return it. A heavy set of footsteps entered the front room. Those footsteps told me it wasn’t a camper. Darn. Busted.

I had been lying on my stomach propped up on my elbows so I flattened myself down on my bed in hope that I wouldn’t be noticed. The footsteps circled the front room restlessly and it sounded like whoever they belonged to was searching through the cubby-holes. From my position I couldn’t see who it was because they weren’t walking far enough left or right to reveal themselves in the doorframes.

I was lying there on my bunk, eyes darting back and forth from doorframe to doorframe, trying to catch a glimpse of someone as my ears followed the footsteps, when they shuffled to a stop. Silence. I held my breath because of all the noise it was making.

What happened next came fast and infinitely slow at the same time. With a greater haste the footsteps resumed and traveled to the left side of the front room. I followed them with my ears and my eyes. Their intention was unmistakable, they were going to walk down the left side of the cabin, down the corridor between the beds and most importantly past my bed.

When my ears started telling my eyes that I should definitely be seeing someone now, I’m sure I was only confused for a fraction of a second. But when my ears directed my eyes to where they were hearing the footsteps I was frozen with fright because I could see the footsteps.

A heavy imprint in the wooden floors, a puff of dust, the retracting of released weight, the floor thundered and moved with the progression of steps that made their way down the corridor, past my bunk (an arms reach away from me), and entered the counselor’s room at the far end without disturbing the curtain that separated the rooms.

I sprang from my bed and exited the cabin, ran down the rocky trails at break neck speed all the way to the nurse’s office. Still no one there. I resumed my punishment on the rock and waited the rest of the night until everyone returned from the waterfront. I never told anyone there.

2014 Haunted New England Wall Calendar by Jeff Belanger photography by Frank Grace
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