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Indian Burial ground

A client contacted us and asked if we would like to take a look see at a cemetery that was found by a local gent who was clearing his land and literally stumbled upon it. I know it sounds exciting, right? These folks also asked us to take a look at this other area, that is claimed to be an Indian Burial Mound. Now I am really excited. We set up the date to investigate these two places for last Sunday the 18th of Nov. Susan started to do some research into the cemetery and this mound, and was unable to find out anything about either one. This mound started to make me think. I got to wondering how the team was going to investigate it. My big concern was that if this is an actual burial mound how would we know for one, and two how would we communicate with these that are buried there. Susan called one of her dear friends. this friend, I would say, is the Wiki links of Indian culture. She explained to Susan on what to look for at this site in the way it was constructed. She thought that if it was a true mound then it probably belonged to the Creek Indians. Susan asked her friend about possibly communicating with them and how to go about doing so. Her friend suggested that we speak softly, slowly, and with our heads down as a sign of respect. Now where have I heard that before?. She suggested that we not be challenging in anyway. I asked Susan to ask her friend what she suggest about the language barrier. I don't know the Creek language. Her friend said just speak English it is not the language barrier that we need to worry about it is your  posture and the posture of the other team members. She said if there are spirits there and they wish to acknowledge themselves then they will as long as you have the proper both physical and mental posture. I told Susan that it makes plenty of sense to me. Sunday afternoon we packed up our gear to include our paranormal equipment plus some Indian ritual items and we headed out. We met up with the rest of the team and continued on. I guess the best way to describe how far off the beaten path these two places are I will ask you to think about the movie Deliverance, and yes, at one point I did hear banjos, and it was at this point that I was glad that I wore two pairs of pants. We finally arrived at the cemetery. What I saw was around 20 graves most were marked only by a large brick, no words, no dates, not anything. There were a few small concrete crypts and a couple of large ones that were broken, grass was going out of the broken pieces and cracks. There were two woodsmen of the world headstones there also. I looked upon this cemetery in amazement. It is truly lost to the forest. Before we started the investigation and while the others were taking pictures and such, I strolled around the cemetery speaking softly, and telling those who may be lost that I was there to try and help them with whatever need they may seem necessary. I offered my hand to hold, my shoulder to lean on, I offered to listen to every word they might have to say. I told them that I was sorry that they were left here in such a place that no one would come see them. I knelt down at one of the crypts and said I am here for you. I then went into a short explanation of what we were going do and some of the things they might see and hear. A few minutes later I walked back to the truck retrieved some of our gear and began. As we started there was a sense of calmness that seemed to come over the cemetery. That wasn't the case when we first got there. To me it seemed like a busy highway and then all of a sudden all the cars were gone. Maybe it was just my own excitement, when I first arrived that was making me feel the way I was, and now that I was a little more at ease the cemetery seemed more peaceful. We investigated for a couple of hours, but it was getting late in the day and I wanted to get to the burial mound before it got dark out. I decided to go ahead and call it, even though I hated to. I said aloud to those that may be listening but standing off in the distance that I appreciated their time and patients. I said again that I was sorry about the way they were left and told them that we would be back to chat with them again. We packed up our equipment and headed back the way we came until we came to a small truck path. We drove down the path till we came to a locked gate. Luckily the clients had a key. we drove on some more until we came to this deer stand. The clients said that we would have to walk from here. Let me now set this scene. It is dark, we are far back in the woods, it is hunting season and yup I think I heard those damn banjos again. I was not thinking so much about the mound any more, instead I found myself more concerned about Big Foot coming out of the woods looking for beef jerky. My fears were then added to by one of the clients walking over to me and telling me that just a few feet into the woods there sits two broken headstones. We walked over there and sure enough there they were. You can't read the writing on them anymore, but you can for sure tell the were headstones. Could somebody have just thrown them out because of whatever reason? who knows. The client then said that the mound was about 2 blocks into the woods, down this path. We gathered our equipment, pistol and Jerky and then started hiking. It is pretty dark now, you can't see anything without flashlight. We came to the end of the path and in front of us there was a shallow creek, you could see the bottom with your flashlight. The creek was still and not moving one bit. The client then told us and pointed out that right next to us is the burial mound.  I aimed my flash light over there and in fact saw a hill of some type. The client then went on about how a relative of theirs found a couple of arrow heads on top of that hill. They also found a bunch of animal bones. I have to be honest with you guys. I was excited about this mound but I also had my doubts about it. Those doubts are becoming reality for me as the evening goes on. Susan at this point started her investigation of the mound and found that this particular mound didn't not have any of the construction characteristics that a true burial mound should have, or at least should have as far as the Creek Indians are concerned. We decided to go ahead and continue with the investigation. After Susan and Jeff set out the equipment, they started trying to make contact, myself and Dee went on top of the mound to see if we could find something up there. We did not, as a matter of fact we walked probably about 300 yards and this mound stayed flat or even with the surrounding area. We walked back to where everyone else was and told them our findings. Together we decided to go ahead and continue to make a connection or contact just in case this was a real mound. We conducted ourselves as Susan's friend suggested, we spoke very softly and with reverence, we kept our heads down and our arms by our sides so not to strike a provocative pose. The investigation lasted a couple of hours with no visual responses. The only out of the ordinary thing I noticed about this place was the lack of sounds. What I mean by that is there were no animal sounds, no crickets, no bull frogs nothing. I would expect the hoot of an owl or something but there was nothing. So we packed our equipment up and headed back up the path to the truck. It is hard for me to believe that this mound is some type of burial mound. We live in an area where finding arrow heads is a rather common occurrence, and I am pretty sure that animals do pass away in the woods leaving behind their bones. This is a site that I would gladly return to only if it is during the day, so I can get a better overall look at things and after hunting season. I am going through the audio now and so far no results from either place. Thank you for taking the time to read about our latest adventure, you may now go and enjoy the last twinkie in the box.~ Tracy
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