There's a place here called Port Arthur, which is like a little historic abandoned town, that is now a tourist destination because supposedly it is "haunted by ghosts". People come there for like a day trip, to walk around the town, all the houses and shops are open, but their like little museums...

Anyway. We were walking around the town, going from place to place, it was about 4PM, and we stopped into the Post Office. It was like a little house, with a couple of rooms downstairs, and an upstairs, but that area was cordoned off. So I walk into an office, which is just an empty room, with a desk and chair in a corner, and some old books on the walls.
Because by this time, I am so OVER walking around this town, I climb over the desk and sit in the chair, and wait for my family to get bored too so we can go.
I cant remember the specifics, but what I remember is feeling a hand grab me on my right shoulder. At first, I thought it was my brother playing a trick on me, but . . . Read More..