I wrote of this in 2005. As I look back on these images today 3
years later............. Well, I don't expect you to understand how
it is possible to feel things. This was a Bad place, an Evil place.
We could sense it, we could see it, we could hear it and we could
smell it. It was inside the walls and all around us. I felt this way
then and I still do today. This story, my attempt to tell you of
what we Felt in this environment. GhostFoto was born out of our
experience there. These photographs to help you understand. A
couple of them Like that bee hole face and that half floating
head...... There were Evil things in that house. Not necessary for
you to believe us. These things exist is spite of what we believe...


TM (2008)
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In the above shot you will notice there are white blobs. This is a more solid form
of Ectoplasm.
They are not on the wall but in front of it. Lets take a closer look.


                  This is Paranormal Silly Putty, Rats Head Ectoplasm, the stuff
                  Ghosts are made of. See the Teeth? See the Ears?        
       
    

Let us continue............................
We went into the first level of the house and wasted no time in heading for the
staircase to the second floor. So stupid me I just go on up there. I am on the
staircase and my head is about 3 feet above floor level. It is hard for me to
describe the sound. It was THUNDEROUS, it was the buzzing of millions of
bees. The sound came from every direction. It was as if the walls themselves
were just a giant hive, and I believed they were. I could hear this roar, this
buzzing but I could not see all these bees. I looked to my left and panic took a
fearsome grip on my mind. This is what I saw.
Imagine this staring you in the face at eye level.
I was wide eyed and really frightened at this point.
My Son is right on my heels, right behind me. I thought for sure we'd be
swarmed at any moment. This roar of bees and these marks upon the wall. My
mind is screaming Run!......... Run NOW!!  

I am thinking, Just a couple more shots..........THEN we run.  
                       Beyond this strange bee hole in the wall is the true prize.      
                        I am convinced of this. Perfectly protected however, by
                       this evil in the wall. I was not about to try to get past it.








We exited this house like Frightened little girls.

We are Not going back............
brighten your moniter
if you cannot see this
properly
Continue your journey  HERE
copyright 2005 until present day
As we started up into the 1st floor of this house. I took a shot of the stairway
leading up into this area. The landing where the stairs turned to the left was
covered in feces. Animals are always a real danger in these old houses. So now
we are expecting a different type of welcome. Makes me wonder however, what
kind of animal would defecate here in this spot when there are indeed miles of
open land surrounding this house.                                                     
                       This Image                   I'd like to name him Grog or
Grimley or Grudge. I see him as                 a big hulking spirit. I cannot tell
you what you should see. Perhaps this is just a spooky photograph. Perhaps not.
I felt him there, I can see him there.
he was there. Yet you may not see
anything
...........