An Eyewitness Account -The Purgatory House

Good morning everyone! As I was brainstorming last night about a decent post, this story came to mind, because I still remember the feelings I got as I listened to the chilling account of this location. I wanted to share it with you, and hopefully hear some stories of yours!

    I was talking to one of the new delivery drivers  at work and he told me some pretty interesting paranomal stories. I brought up a story about how my friends and I were checking out a  closed-down school that was said to be "haunted,"  and he seemed interested in the topic. He had a story of his own to tell, and this is coming from his point of view:

    "About two years ago my buddies called me at work and somehow talked me into checking out this 'supernatural' road (Purgatory Road) just past Marlton, in Burlington County, New Jersey. It was a sunday, and I was planning on going after work at about 6 PM. Then my boss tells me i have to close, so I didn't get out until close to 11:30. I called my friends and tell them that we have to reschedule for tomorrow. The next day, we all met up my house around 10:30 and drove out to the location, which is 45 minutes from where I live. There were two cars, both filled, so we had about 8 people going. We stopped at Wawa to grab a bite to eat, and the woman working there was confused. She must have been wondering, "Why are there eight kids in Wawa at almost midnight in a slow-paced town?" We explained to her that we were going to check out an old, desolate road named "Purgatory Road." She stopped everything she was doing and looked at us with a frightened face and asked us not to go there. She knew exactly which road we were talking about, and told us that she had been there a few times. She had enough bad experiences to make her stay far away from the road. We told her we came a far way to see this place and are set on doing so. Suprisingly, she simply made us promise to not enter the a certain house along the road. We agreed and left.

 "As we approached the road, two cops passed, and we noticed one was turning around. I guess it was because not many people travel down that road at that time of night. So, we both pull over and the cop pulled up behind us. He walked up to the car, realized what we were up to and told us not to go there because a woman in her early twenties had been found dead there that morning. We agreed, and drove back up the road until the cop left. Quickly, we turned around to go back to the road, and immediately you can tell it was old and barren. Two miles, all we could see was an old iron fence. It was pretty long, so we parked at the end of the fence, right in front of a very, very long driveway. The grass was high, and the property looked like it was from the eighteen-hundreds. We knew we had the right place. Everyone got out of the car, and I turned on my LED head lamp to lead the way for my seven fellow explorers. After about 3 minutes of walking down the driveway, I turned around to tell my friends that this driveway was so long that we wouldn't be able to hear anyone pull up, and to ask if anyone knew how far away the house was."

     "They were all looking above my head, with a zombie-like expression on each of their faces. I turned around to see what I was missing, and a three-story, really spooky-looking house isn't even five feet in front of us. Everyone was pretty freaked out by how creepy this place was, and some wanted to go back. It took about twenty minutes to convince them to even walk around the place. The house was creepy as hell, graffiti all over the first floor. You could just tell that it was abandoned. We all wound up walking around the outside of the house. A few of us just wanted to take a peek inside, but somehow we all managed to actually go in. The first room was basically a kitchen, and you could see down the hall. There were holes in the floor and ceiling of the hallway; you could see the basement and part of the second floor. Four of us, including me, decided we were going to wait outside while the other four checked it out. We were all outside, standing back to back so we would know if anything was approaching us. I heard a loud, inhale-like sound coming from the top of the house and was really freaked out. The other four came out of the house, and we all figured it was time to get out of there. We ran out to the cars and hopped in them."

"On the way home, we stopped at Wawa once again to get food. You could hear everyone talking about the shit that they saw. The lady we spoke to earlier in the night asked us how it went. We responded with some really interesting stories and talked for a bit. She asked us, 'Did you actually go into the house?' We told her some made-up reason as to why we didn't go in and left. Everybody went home. I was a little creeped out by the stuff I had seen and heard. The next morning, at about 9 am, my friend called me. She sounded panicked, and repeatedly asked me to come over immediately. I thought it must be something serious and important, and agreed to take a trip to her house. When i got there, we talked about what the cop had said to us the night before about a stabbing. It turns out that woman was one of her friends from work, and that she had been found in the front yard of the house. She went there a few nights before we did with her friends and didn't want to be inside anymore. She went outside to get away from the group and whatever is in that place,  and I believe she was indeed the girl the cop told us about. I was so shocked, thinking that if we had gone only a day earlier, I would have been leading the pack that night, and any of us could've been stabbed out there."

     He told me he would never go back there, even though he's a big paranormal enthusiast. He had "never been so scared in his life."

     I hope that I can somehow talk him into going there one more time so we can perform an investigation there.

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