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Wassonville Cemetary

Wassonville Cemetery in Central Iowa has a lot of spook legends associated with it from back to when I was a kid. The cemetery is located in the country, at the top of a hill. With the river bottom just below it. History puts an Indian tribe there back in the early settlers times. According to the stories I was told as a kid, there is an underground tomb, they say that this tomb opens at night, and if you go into this tomb and don't get out before the sun comes up you won't ever come back. Some of the stories that are associated with the cemetery is that people go out there and when they go to leave their car won't start, or they leave their keys in the car for a fast get away and come back to no keys in the ignition. People who lived in a house that over looked the cemetery in the 70s used to talk about hearing children playing in the cemetery late at night, or seeing them run around in the grass playing.

Our first visit to the cemetery was really uneventful, we had a feeling of uncomfort, or not wanted, but as far as seeing anything, we didn't. Our second trip was a little more eventful, as we sat under a tree just listening to the different sounds, and about ready to call it a night, I seen behind us moving towards us, a mass, or something like that, it is really hard to explain what I seen, and at the moment I couldn't explain it, it left me speechless, all I could do was point and attempt to get the others to look at what I was looking at. Suddenly it disappeared, and I got this over whelming feeling of danger. I felt as if, if we didn’t' get out of there right away something bad was going to happen. So we got out of there, and even as we were driving away I still felt very uncomfortable, I had a feeling of something wrong. I had a feeling that something was going to go wrong. And I was right, as we pulled onto the highway, my brother noticed that the car felt strange, he pulled over and sure enough, the tire was almost flat. We went back into town and put air into it, but it was still losing air. And, the spare was flat as well, well this could be a coincidence, but then again...maybe not. Another trip at another time, but during the daylight hours. My car was running just fine; I hadn't had any trouble with it at all. We drove up the gravel hill and parked like we usually did. When we got ready to leave my car would not start, luckily my brother had jumper cables in his car, so we got it started. We decided to visit another cemetery down in town. Again my car would not start and we had to have it jumped, but the clock was flashing 1:00, now usually when you unhook the battery or lose connection or anything like that to that clock, it will flash back to 12:00, but this time it didn't, that was really kind of weird. Once I got back home, and parked my car I tried to start it and it started back up with no problems. Well I figured after driving that far it was most likely just running on the alternator, so I got up the next morning and went out and my car started right up... Weird? We hadn't been back to the Cemetery in a while, better than a year. So we decided to go back last night. As usual we parked our cars the same as we always did, we pulled our keys out of the vehicles just to be safe. Last night was a very interesting night. We ventured in and at first we just stood around. We decided that we would have a seat and wait and watch. (The temperature in town was 84 degrees; we noticed that when we stopped to get something to drink.) Suddenly you could feel the temperature change, a crisp cold feeling then a warm feeling. Sometimes one or the other of us would get the feeling that something was playing with our hair, one of the boys with us freaked out when it felt like something was raising the sleeve of his shirt. One of the girls with us felt the cold feeling standing next to her, and she reached out to touch it, and she said it felt like a tingly feeling in her fingers, sometimes we felt like we were being surrounded by something. You could feel cold air on one side of you, yet on the other side was still the same warm temperature. Well we decided we would go to the car and get the Oujii board and see if what we were feeling would communicate with us. We took the board back to the same place we were previously. As 2 of them were sitting facing each other with the board on their lap, they got the feeling that something was pushing down on the board, even though you could see that neither one of them were putting any pressure on the board at all, they said it felt like something was trying to move the board rather than the curser. Then something kept touching us, I mean really touching us, something pinched my neck, and my son said it felt like an ice cold hand touched his shoulder. Then at the same time everyone felt like a thump come from the ground. We stood up and shined the flash light on the ground and we didn't realize that there was a very old tomb stone under us, we had never noticed this stone before, it was basically level with the ground, but it wasn't a field marker it was shaped like a tomb stone. Was a very interesting night, strange but not scary to us.

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