okay so i kinda was just about to shit my pants because i am so terrified.
with that said, i guess it needs a little explanation. HOLY FUCK.
I just went to this place near my school up in the cuts....its kinda like panoramic. anyways, its called GRAVITY HILL. the myth is that a school bus of kids fell off the mountain, crashed, and all died. The spirits hang around the road by where they crashed.
So, i go up there, tell my friend NOT to tell me the story because lets face it, im a pussy when it comes to ghosts. but yet, still with the threat that im going to cut her toes off, she proceeds to tell me the myth before we get there. asshole.
anyways, why people go there, other then to smoke and makeout, is because its sort of like the mystery spot in santa cruz, but ten times scarier and free.
you go to a part of the hill thats obviously slanting down, and a normal car would roll down the hill if it were in neutral right? wrong.
we put the car in neutral with the hood facing down the hill. My friend takes her foot off the gas. we start rolling UP the hill, and start gaining speed. FUCK THAT. it was not okay. the myth continues to say that the kids who had died there, push the car up the hill with their hands through the road.
i was freaking out like a little girl. we turned the car around and faced up hill, and put the car in neutral. we started rolling UPHILL. this place is so trippy. i refuse to go back at night though because one heart attack a year is enough for me, thanks.
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