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Ajay-73 Last active 4512 days ago
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25 Oct 2011
@ 3:23pm
In reply to Post #1181
I know one, but I must admit it really freaked me out when I heard it.

My mate and I went to look at a small 2 acre pond that we found on a map. When we arrived it was steep sided and had a real, dark sense of forboding around it, you couldnt put your finger on it..

After we left we went to the local pub for a pint on the way back, a weird old pub in the middle of nowhere. We sat at the bar and got talking to this wizened old boy at the end of the bar and told him how we'd gone to look at this pond as we were anglers and in the area. We told him of how the place had "not felt quite right".

He sad that in the late 1700s a local serial kiler lived in the area, when the villagers round him up they metered out their out justice and hung him from a tree by the pond, and feeling he was evil they didn't want to bury him in the church yard and he was weighted and sunk in the old pond.

He also said that if you go to the pond at night, even without a breeze you can hear the creak of the rope with which they hung him...

Worse still he explained that people in years gone by on the wildest of winter nights, peoplehad seen a hideous figure trying to claw its way out out the steep sided pond. And that he, and others had seen the finger marks in the clay sides in the cold light of day

I've spent the last 20 years fishing often on big pits alone and not really ever been bothered, but I tell you what I'd never do a night there knowing his body is still there, somewhere down in that deep dark silt, waiting ,biding it's time, to crawl out one night and take it's vengance

We drunk our pint quick and left!


Also not far from me is the screaming ghost of pluckley claypit, an unfortunate worker who met his grisly end there in an accident. Apparently his cries can be heard at night and is so well documented that the locals are simply not bothered by it anymore...

Another place I don't really fancy trying....
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