THIS IS A TRUE STORY.
IT IS A DETAILED ACCOUNT THE EVENTS WHICH TOOK PLACE ON ANNIE'S ROAD IN JULY 2003.
THE ACCOUNT HERE WAS TAKEN DIRECTLY FROM A SHORTHANDED VERSION I WROTE AND NOTES COMPILED BY ALL 4 OF US AT THE DINNER THE NIGHT OF THE INCIDENT.

IT WAS OUR FIRST TRIP TO ANNIE'S ROAD. SEAN WILSON CHRIS AND MYSELF PILED IN MY CAR AND HEADED TO TOTOWA. WE STOPPED AT A MIKE'S, A FRIEND OF CHRIS WHO LIVES NEARBY AND SAID HE'D SHOW US THE ROAD. WE FOLLOWED THEIR CAR AROUND THE AREA FOR A WHILE, INCLUDING ANNIE'S ROAD. AFTER OUR "TOUR" OF TOTOWA WE ALL WENT BACK TO MIKE'S. WHEN THE FOUR OF US LEFT MIKES WE DECIDED TO HEAD TO THE ROAD AGAIN ON OUR OWN. ON WHAT WAS THE FOURTH PASS OF THE ROAD THAT NIGHT WE STOPPED AND PULLED OVER ALONG THE GRAVEYARD OPPOSITE OF THE RED STAIN TO TAKE SOME PICTURES. I TOOK MY CAMERA AND FLASHLIGHT AND HEADED OVER TO THE SPOT AND SEAN FOLLOWED ME. WILSON AND CHRIS HAD STAID IN THE CAR BECAUSE I HAD PARKED A LITTLE TO FAR OVER FOR THEM TO  GET OUT. SEAN AND I HAD WANDERED UP AND DOWN THE STAIN FOR A WHILE. I DECIDED TO CLOSELY INSPECT THE SPOT. I KNEELED DOWN AND RAN MY FINGERS OVER THE SPOT TRYING TO DETERMINE WHAT EXACTLY IT WAS. AFTER SPENDING A FEW MINUTES INSPECTING THE GROUND I WANDERED TO THE OTHER END OF THE STAIN, AND SEAN HAD COME DOWN TO WHERE I WAS KNEELING. ALL OF A SUDDEN I GOT A DEFINITE FEELING OF BEING WATCHED FROM THE BUSHES ON THE RIVER SIDE OF THE ROAD. I STARTED SCANNING THE BUSHES WITH THE LIGHT. I RESUMED LOOKING AT THE STAIN, BUT AFTER A FEW MINUTES THE FEELING BECAME MORE INTENSE. I TURNED MY ATTENTION BACK TO THE BUSHES. I KEPT LOOKING AT A CERTAIN SPOT, ALMOST AS IF SOMEONE WAS STANDING RIGHT THERE WATCHING ME. I LOOKED OVER TOWARDS SEAN, AND AT THE SAME INSTANT HE WAS TURNING TOWARDS ME AND SAID WE HAD TO GO. WE BOTH QUICKLY GOT BACK INTO THE CAR, AND HEADED DOWN THE ROAD. UNFORTUNATELY FOR US WE ONLY KNEW HOW TO GET HOME BACK FROM THE WAY WE HAD JUST COME, SO WE HAD TO TURN AROUND. I TURNED AROUND AT THE PARKING LOT BEFORE THE OVERPASS AND HEADED BACK SO WE COULD HEAD HOME. AS WE GOT CLOSER TO THE SPOT I BEGAN TO GET THAT UNEASY FEELING AGAIN. IT STARTED TO FEEL LIKE THE AIR WAS GETTING THICKER AND THE FEELING OF BEING WATCHED RETURNED. IT SEEMED LIKE WE SHOULDN'T BE THERE, AS IF SOMETHING DIDN'T WANT US THERE.  SOMETHING WAS VERY WRONG, THE HAIR ON THE BACK OF MY NECK STARTED TO STAND UP, THERE WAS A DEFINITE ENERGY TO THE AIR, ONE THAT WAS NOT THERE BEFORE. AS WE CROSSED THE SPOT WILSON STARTED TO SAY SOMETHING, BUT I HAD ALREADY DOWNSHIFTED THE CAR TO GET US OUT OF THERE. BY THIS POINT FEAR AND PANIC WAS STARTING TO SET IN ON ALL OF US. AS WE SPED DOWN THE ROAD NOT A ONE OF US DARED TO LOOK BEHIND US. I COULD ENVISION HER IN MY MIND. IT FELT AS IF SHE EMERGED FROM THE BUSHES AND FOLLOWED US DOWN THE ROAD, AS IF SHE WAS CHASING US OUT. THE AIR WAS THICK, MY YES STARTED TO TEAR,  MY HAIR WAS STANDING ON END, I COULD FEEL THE GOOSEBUMPS ON MY BODY. IT FELT LIKE SHE FOLLOWED US UNTIL WHERE THE GATE OF THE CEMETERY IS AND THEN STOPPED AND WATCHED US TURN ONTO THE BRIDGE AT ABOUT 60 MPH. THE FEELINGS NEVER FULLY LEFT ME UNTIL WE WERE SITTING IN THE DINER AFTERWARDS, FOR SOME ODD REASON I COULDN'T SHAKE IT. WILSON HAD STARTED TO TAKE SOME NOTES ON WHAT WE HAD FELT AS WE WERE HEADED HOME. I DIDN'T REALLY SAY MUCH UNTIL WE WERE SEATED AT THE DINER. WE SAT THERE AND COMPARED WHAT WE HAD FELT.  WE HAD ALL WENT THROUGH THE SAME EXACT THING. AND WE ALL HAD THIS IMAGE OF HER, THAT WERE EXACT TO EVERY DETAIL. WE ALL SAW THE SAME GIRL, AVERAGE HEIGHT, LONG BLACK HAIR, THAT WAS WAVY, ALMOST AS IF WET, PALE SKIN, AND A LONG WHITE DRESS WITH A SQUARE CUT COLLAR.
I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT HAPPENED THAT NIGHT, BUT ALL 4 OF US AGREE THAT THERE WAS SOMETHING OR SOMEONE THERE, AND TO THE DAY I DIE ILL SWEAR THAT IF I WOULD HAVE LOOKED IN MY MIRROR I WOULD HAVE SEEN HER.