A Ghost of Gettysburg

** Several years ago, we bought an old farm house. It was 3 miles down a dirt road beside an old millhouse. It seems this area was involved in a major war fight. Sometimes it would last all the way into the night. The Gettysburg battlefield was north of our lot. Some nights you can hear cannons firing if the weather is hot. It's as if the war was still going on and no one had won. There's been talk of apparitions. I know I've seen one. This old house was once a hospital for the wounded and sick. We uncovered many relics as we cleared around the creek. There were human remains in the cellar, under the old dirt floor. It was determined to be a Confederate from the Civil War. As we remolded the house, many artifacts were found. The ghost who was living here was making knocking sounds. I know he's not happy as objects would fly off the wall. This spirit was having a tantrum, throwing objects down the hall. Things finally settled down. It was early morning, around two. We heard footsteps approach, clop, clop, the sound of shoes. The door suddenly opened. It was a man dressed in gray. An apparition of a Confederate soldier who has come back to his grave. We were very scared. "Were are not giving up on this place". We're prepared to cast this spirit out without any haste. We called in a team of ghost experts to help this troubled soul. We hope they can help him. That was our goal. The team had arrived to investigate what was going on. They captured two "EVPs" just before dawn. That revealed "GET OUT" and "My name is John". They respectfully said, "John, you've died." It's time to move on. The ghost of John still haunts there today. If you like ghost adventures, you are welcome to stay. "Beware" John takes tatum's, his demeanor will scare. The house is now a B & B. We can no longer live there. Written on 1-7-2022 ** Fiction** A STRAND (1071) Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Brian Strand ~ 1st ~