We got back from our camping trip after a week of fun and sun. The strangeness didn’t start til the next day. Things going missing and the knocking noices had us wondering what was going on. After a few days we were getting tired of being woke up and seeing shadows flit around the room. 

We thought back to our trip in the woods and wondered if something happened to bring this on. The only thing we could think of was when one of us stumbled over a rock and it broke, then a soft mist came out for a second. That was a little weird but not enough to bother us at the time. Now we thought maybe that had something to do with what was happening to us.

After a few more days we decided to go back to the spot where the rock was. We got out and went to the spot. Looking at the rock we saw an R on ot. Picking it up and brushing it off, we noticed it said RIP Kreth Sawyer. It was a broken headstone. We placed it back on the ground in a somewhat stable spot and put some other rocks around it and said a prayer asking the spirit for forgiveness.

Leaving in silence, we drove back to the house, which now had a peaceful feeling about it. We will always watch out where we step in the woods from this day on. You never know when you will disturb a grave.