The Mound

This is a true story that happnened to me several years ago ( Dec 2011 now). If I'm correct about the year, I was 13 at the time, and my cousin Ben, who is a major role in this, was only a week or so away from turning 14. This story won't be as creepy as some creepypasta, but that's because I don't have free roam to freak you out because I have to stick to what happened.

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Johnstown PA, What I believe to be Mid August 2006 During Late Night.

When I was younger, I lived in Johnstown PA (until August 2011 when I moved in with my father in New Jersey). I would spend the school year in Johnstown, and visit my father during holidays such as Christmas and summer break. I would always return to Johnstown early or mid August to leave a week or two before school started up again.

One year, a day or so after returning back to Johnstown after being with Dad in NJ, my mother took my cousin Ben and I to the local Drive-In Theatre to watch the movie Monster House (that should help give an idea as to when this happened). The movie was a 3D cartoon kind of movie about 3 kids who went into a living murderous house. Ben and I laughed at the weird Donald Duck poster in the kid's room for a bit, and we would look at the sky every now and then because it was supposed to be a good night to see shooting stars. While looking for shooting stars, we saw something eerie.

We could see horizontal bars of light in the night sky that rotated about as slowly as the hour hand on a clock and stretched from horizon to horizon. There was about two or three of them. As we were staring at these we also saw what seemed to be regular planes in the sky. However they couldn't be normal planes, as they occasionally would reverse flight direction immidiately without stopping or losing speed. Like we were watching a video and someone threw it into rewind in the blink of an eye. We showed my mom the horizontal concentrations of light, which she was surprisingly dismissive about, but we couldn't keep her watching these "planes" long enough for her to see one change direction, as they only did it 4 or 5 times all together the whole time, and to catch it someone would have to be watching for it or look at just the right time.

We caught the tail end of the movie, with a fat kid nearly killing himself by assaulting a demonic house with construction equipment. Somehow the house blew up and turned into a fat ghost.

When the movie was over, mom took us to Ben's house in Westmont (a borough in Johnstown) and dropped us off so I could spend the night at Ben's. We didn't stay inside that long, and decided to go to The Mound, which was maybe a 5 minute walk form Ben's house.

Let me explain The Mound and its interesting surroundings. First off, it's right across the street from the world's steepest vehicular inclined plane (complete with gift shop). The Mound is a large, risen but flat field, that is wide open, and well taken care of, such as mowing. There is a large stone staircase leading up to the top of The Mound from the sidewalk that is across the street from the inclined plane, and right at the top of the stairs is America's largest free flying American flag. As I said, the field is flat, and at the edge of the field there is a steep hill down to the road. Surrounding the mound is a thin ring of woods, I guess you'd call it, save for a few wide openings. The Mound is maybe a little longer than a football field. I'll make and post a diagram.

Where the green circle meets the brown is where the field becomes a sharp slope.

Ben and I came to the mound from the lower right part of the diagram, and climbed up the slope between points B and C like we always did. We walked to the center of The Mound at point A and layed down in the soft grass to look into the sky for shooting stars. We layed side by side with our heads towards the flag and our feet towards the opening between B and C.

It was good and late, the sky was clear, the temperature was great, and everything was very quiet, so the situation couldn't have been better. We layed there for maybe 15 minutes, catching sights of half second lasting shooting stars and saying things like "Did you see that one?".

After a bit something caught my peripheral vision. A large solid white mass zipped from point B to point C right along the edge of the flat field, right where it crested into a slope. It went from in the woods in B and dissapeared from in the woods in C. It happened in the blink of an eye and without sound, but the whiteness contrasted against the nights darkness making it stand out well. When I refer to the size and shape I think of a buffalo.

I briefly looked to where it had dissapeared to and immidiately dismissed it as a trick of my eyes. I figured seeing that was impossible. However, I saw Ben slowly standing up with his eyes locked in the direction of point C. He had an unnerved and slightly frightened look.

"White thing?" I asked quickly but quietly to elicit a quick answer but trying to not make much noise.

"Yep" or "Yeah" Ben replied quickly and also quietly.

We had both seen it.

I stood up with him not so slowly, and we both abandoned the stealth idea by sprinting over to the American flag pole, which had bright lights around it all night every night to illuminate it. I guess the lights seemed like a source of refuge or safety. We got to the pole and quickly turned around. We discussed this with each other, piecing together that we had both seen the exact same thing. We stayed by the flag pole for awhile, looking into the trees trying to find something in the darkness. After a few times saying "Do I see something over there?" and then deciding that we hadnt, we decended down the stairs (we didnt dare go back into the field) and walked along the sidewalk back to Ben's hosue.

Ever since, we have both been to The Mound numerous times, as well as many other people, as it is a popular daytime area for nearby residents. Neither Ben nor I have seen this thing again, nor have we heard of anyone else seening anything like this.

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