Another Ghost Story: Part 2

As I said last night Tom was calling down to us, they had found Charlotte's grave. It was around 11:00 or so and Scott and I made our way up to the top of the hill. We found Tom and Fred by a grave that I assumed was Charlotte's. I noticed that the moon was shining down straight on it, as it was underneath a clearing in the tree canopy. The scene had a surreal feeling to it, the moonlight was too bright and everything was really quiet. The name on the grave was a Charlotte Sitter and right next to it was her husband. To her right was the graves of two children, both young and with the same last name. All died in the 1800's.

As we were looking at the grave and taking pictures I asked Tom and Fred if they had come down to where we were at, and if so why they didn't say anything. They said they didn't and Scott and I told them about the footsteps we kept hearing. Tom's reply was "You heard them too?" I asked him what happened and how did they find Charlotte's grave as it was out in the open and no way we could have missed it. This is his story, how he related to me.

He and Fred began looking from grave to grave when they started hearing footsteps. They also thought it was us at first coming back up, but no one appeared. They kept hearing the steps and could tell it wasn't an animal. Thinking someone was trying to sneak up on them Tom called out and said he was there on a scientific investigation and that we had permission to be there. Still no one would appear but the footsteps stopped. The two began searching again still not finding anything when the footsteps showed up again and this time it sounded like there was more then one pair. They would sound like they were walking at one instance then the next they would take off running. What's more is that there seemed to be several "sets" of footsteps and not all would be running or walking at the same time. Again Tom annoucned who they were and what they were doing there, but the footsteps quickened their pace and now seemed to be running around the two. Both Tom and Fred begin shining their flashlights around trying to see what was out there, but there was nothing to be seen (this is when I saw the lights moving around wildly). Tom then shone his light on Fred, who was standing next to a grave and noticed a shadowy figure move off into the trees. Tom immediately went over to where Fred was at to see what had caused that when he noticed the name on the tombstone next to Fred. The name on it was that of Charlotte.

The rest of the night was uneventful. No more footsteps were heard and we couldn't figure out what caused the ones that Scott and I heard or the ones Tom and Fred heard. We think it may have been the spirits of Charlotte and her children, but that's just speculation. The figure that Tom saw was even more interesting. He thinks it was Charlotte trying to show him where her grave is at.

Ever since that night I've wanted to go back, but a few months later we disbanded as a group as there were too many things going on and we couldn't give enough time to the group. Last year I joined the group I am with now and mentioned the place to them. One member happened to be going to Paso Robles on business and offered to go by. He got some information and his wife contacted the person who was in charge of the place and they unfortunately said we couldn't go back to investigate. Apparently the place had been trampled in the years by film crews, other paranormal investigation groups, and curious teenagers. Some vandalism had occured and they decided to not let anyone go on the property anymore at night. They did tell us though that every October and May they have volunteers clean up the area. Since it was mostly families cleaning their relatives graves and Charlotte has no family in the area, they asked if we would like to come up in May to do it (October will be too busy with at least two investigations). I thought it was sad that Charlotte didn't have any family so I said yes and the rest of the group agreed with me. So hopefully we can go up in May.

Still out of all the investigations I have done, this is one of the most memorable just because of all the things that happened.