Not Another Cemetery!

Woodlawn Cemetery, Toledo, Ohio

I have this love/hate relationship with cemeteries.  I feel the same way about cemeteries that I feel about scary movies.  There’s fear, of course, but that rush of adrenaline, too.  Who knows what you might find in a cemetery?

And what is scarier—but also more thrilling—than a cemetery at night?

As I’ve noted before, one of my big fears is being stuck in a cemetery at night.  But it’s one of those fears that tantalizes as well.  Cemeteries remind us of the childish stuff of nightmares, but also of our mortality.  No one wants to face their mortality.  And at night, we’re told, the creatures come out.

Walking across a bumpy, grassy ground on top of the dead is not exactly for the faint of heart.

But about a month ago, I decided that I wanted to do something a bit rash.  I decided to go to the historical Woodlawn Cemetery at night.

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A friend and I went drove in one cold, windy Wednesday night in January.  And I must say—

HOLY FUCKING SHIT, IT WAS SCARY.

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LIKE, HOLY FUCK.  IT WAS FRIGHTENING.

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OH MY GOD.

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DARK GRAVES.

MAUSOLEUMS!

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ORBS?!?!?!

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A…PYRAMID?

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FUCKING SCARY AS FUCK.

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“FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK”—I said when my friend insisted we get out of the car to at least check out one mausoleum—

WHICH WAS CREEPY AS FUCK AND SCARY AS FUCK AND OH MY GOD, WE WERE IN A GRAVEYARD AT NIGHT AND WHAT THE HELL HAD I BEEN THINKING?!??!?!?!

So we got the hell out of there.

 

 

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