Living in a Church yard

I remember when I was younger we lived in the same yard as the towns Church,
It was lovely, everything was painted white, even the graves. I'd go and play by the graves often and pick up the gravel and read what the tombs said. The day time was lovely, it was the night time that bothered me, Id hear people walking in and out of my room and down the corridors. Id get freezing whenever I'd walk into the kitchen at night, and Id hate being alone because I could hear soft voices whenever the people were coming in and out of my room.

 

I live near two cemeteries which date back to colonial times, and when
I was a kid I used to love doing tracings. especially the real old ones
which date back to the late 1700s and early 1800s


Hotwater

 

interesting " apart from hearing and feeling spirits around you "did you see any ?.

 

damn thats cool.
why does everyone else grow up in cool places.... I hate my life.

 

I dont remember seeing them, but I think I may have seen reflections every now and then.

 

did you or anyone in your family take photographs in the house ?.

 

Haha, I'll second that! *jealous*.
Photos would be pretty cool if you have some that you dont mind sharing

 

Unfortunately no. I really should go back there someday though.