Displaced Hauntings - The Haunted Railroad Tracks - San Antonio, Texas / Salt Lake City, Utah

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Photo by Patrick Feller from Humble, Texas  

Introduction;
Sometimes paranormal events happens in places and locations that are not connected, one example of this is the sightings of Al Capone at the Congress Plaza Hotel, that are rumored to one time be Al Capone's base of operation. This also reminds me about a paranormal experiment that I read about a few years ago. Here a group of researcher and a medium worked on conjuring an artificial spirit (it was scribed for them in great detail beforehand), a being that never existed, but as the experiment continued on they reported the artificial haunting to mimic the ahead of time descriptions of this very non-existing spirit that they were supposed to summon.

Back a few months ago I watched a story about the haunted railroad tracks near San Antonio, Texas. It was a investigative news show but, I just can not remember what one it was. I researched it a bit and what I found was the following;

Many, many years ago somewhere around the late 1930s or 1940s a school bus with ten children and the bus driver were crossing the railroad tracks near San Antonio, Texas at an intersection of the San Juan Mission. The bus became stalled right over the tracks. A train came along and couldn't stop and plowed into the school bus, killing all who were on that bus. Since then it has been reported that if you drive up to the tracks and stop and put your car out of gear or even turn your car off, The children spirits from that school bus will push your car over the tracks to safety. Not only that but, it is said that if you put some powder on the back bumper, you can see hand prints of the children that pushed your car up the small incline to safety.

Other strange things have been reported at the accident site. Things like taking photos and when the film is developed you can see figures that were not there when the photo was taken. Some people have heard children crying, some people have actually had car trouble on the tracks and were pushed to safety by an unknown force.

The reporter in this news show did indeed put powder on her car's back bumper and then drive up to the tracks. She stopped her car and turned it off. She was indeed flabbergasted as her car started to go up the small incline and across the rail road tracks and toward the curve on the other side of the tracks, and most amazing of all was a small hand print in the powder. I saw the show myself, I can't explain what I saw. As far as I am concerned, There are spirits of 10 little children there helping people across the rail road tracks. They also mentioned how the names of those ten children are still remembered as street names around the rail road tracks where this horrible accident happened.

What is more interesting is that the story seem to point to a real accident that happened miles away in Salt Lake City, Utah in December of 1938. The names of the signs in the area San Juan Mission Railroad are actually named after the developers of the railroad tracks, and they never perished in any accidents.

This make me wonder how could the hand print appeared on the back of the reporters truck. Did they fake it for the sake of the show? or had some of the spirit kids over in Salt Lake City that somehow transferred themselves to help out not only in cases of possible railroad track accidents far away from their real place of horrific departure, summoned by the growing legend itself? or does this have more down to earth explanation.

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A Gun Pointing At Me

 

This one is in from Shane.

One day while riding the local city bus home from work. I had an experience I will never forget. It pretty much unfolded this way. As I stated in the beginning, I was on the local city bus going home from work. I was not really tired after working all day but I was anxious to get home and do some relaxing.

I was really feeling good as I stated. Then, the bus pulled over and stopped at one of the bus stops along that bus route and, I do remember the bus driver pulling back out into traffic and we were on our way again. The next thing I knew I was standing in a room. A room of red color and a gun pointing right at me. I also remember that my arms were out in front of me as I pleaded for my life ! Then, I heard a loud bang and all of a sudden, I was back on the bus again.

I could not make any real sense of what I had just experienced as I had no reference point at all. When the driver pulled into my stop, I got off the bus but I was shaken by my experience. So far it has not happened again and I hope it never does. I just do not know what it really means.

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Never Be Mean to a Stranger

Photo by PJ, Honolulu, Hawaii 2005

 This is a true story that was shared with me by Loa in Honolulu Hawaii, and it all happened to her grandmother's sister back in old Hawaii.

A long time ago, roughly 30-40 years ago, my great aunt experienced a life-changing event. My aunt was always known from what I have heard as the meanest person around. One day she was riding the bus home from work like she always did and as usual she was tired, grumpy, and anxious to get home. Well on her way home she met an older, homeless lady that asked her for a dollar. Like always, my aunt not only rudely refused the old lady, but she also had some hard words for her and went about her way, the old lady bitterly said to my aunt "That is going to cost you more than a dollar!". As her bus came to her final stop, she could see her husband, my uncle waiting for her like he always did and that is all she remembers from that day.

Well my uncle then told us that as my aunt exits the bus, he was there waiting for her as always, but this time it was different because as my aunt got off the bus, she suddenly collapsed. My uncle not knowing what was going on carried my aunt to her father. He then said that as they put her on the floor of the living room, she not only started speaking in a deep voice but was in a language they have never heard. My great-grandfather knew right away that my aunt was possessed by "something".

My great-grandfather called the family medicine man, my grandma who was a devout catholic, and some of the male family members to restrain her. As the medicine man came, he started doing his rituals and my grandmother started praying. As this session went on, my aunt started screaming in a demonic voice and she suddenly had such great force that it was hard for the men over 300lbs and 6 feet tall to hold this petite lady of 5 feet. After a few hours, she came to and without any knowledge of what just happened. My great-grandfather then told her what happened and that she could have died if it weren't for all these people that were there. She then explained the events of prior to her getting home and immediately my great-grandfather said. "That's why you should never be mean to a stranger."

Still too this today, my aunt cannot recall what happened that day, but I tell you this, she is probably my nicest aunt alive!

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