Though I don't necessarily believe in ghosts, I do believe in the ability to feel the spirit of those who suffered in the places that I frequent. The playgrounds at Belchertown State School are such places charged with what I suppose you would call energy. It's difficult to discern, being that there is a baseball field behind the campus, but it frequently seems as if you can hear children yelling and playing on the swings and the rotted wooden merry-go-round. The back half of the campus where the playgrounds lie was also the spot of two separate deaths of patients who managed to escape the crowded wards unnoticed.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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This one looks like a shot straight out of a horror movie. I love it though.
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