I
enjoy
reading your site and thought I would
share my ghost story with
you and your readers.
A
few years ago
my husband, son and I went to Gettysburg for
a two day
mini-vacation. My son was especially
interested in ghost hunting
and we decided we would take him to the
National Park after dark.
We thought our plans would have to be
postponed until another trip
because it rained most of the afternoon and
evening. When it
finally stopped raining we had very little
time left before the park
closed but decided to take a quick drive
into the park. We
especially wanted to see Spangler's Springs
famous for the "Lady in
White." As we entered the park we
found that we were alone.
I expected the park to be crowded with ghost
hunters as it had during
our other visits. We realized the
narrow roads and directional
signs were unlighted which made finding our
destination
difficult. When we finally arrived at
Spangler's Springs we were
alone. Our original plans had been to
walk around and take
pictures--hoping to find the prized "orbs"
but I began to feel
uneasy. For whatever reason I did not
want to get out of the
car. I saw a light in the woods ahead
of us and said to my
husband, "What is that light?". Well
we figured out that it was
only the relection of our headlights against
a granite marker.
Then I looked behind us and saw a light that
cast a bluish hue.
Well we could not explain that light.
By this time no one wanted
to get out of the car. It wasn't until
a few hours later I would
learn that my husband and son felt also
uneasy. I took a picture
of the spring from the window of my car and
we quickly left.
Because I am
not one to get my
photos developed quickly (this was before
digital cameras were popular)
it was months before I made my way to
Wal-Mart to have my photos
developed. I brought them home and
began to look through
them. Most of my photos had many
"orbs" that were in reality rain
drops. However when I got to the photo
of the springs I stopped
cold. There in the photo is woman
kneeling at the springs her
hands folded in prayer. She seems to
be wearing a white dress and
veil and she has dark shoulder length
hair. You can clearly see
the granite stone marking the spring and the
metal bar that carries the
water--through the image of the woman.
We feel we have a picture
of the "Lady in White" and although we did
not see her that evening--we
felt her presence and our camera somehow
captured her image.
