Spirits, Orbs And Ectoplasm

I had goose bumps all over my body. I had never been on a “ghost hunt” before; I didn’t know what to do or expect. I was armed with my father’s digital camera, prepped to take hundreds of pictures of orbs (circular and sometimes colored shapes associated with spirits), ectoplasm (a fog-like substance), or any other ghost related phenomena.

I followed behind as the four experienced ghost hunters made their way into the cemetery. Our leader, Erica, had been there once before in the daytime to scout out the land and look for anything we might want to focus on. Some of the headstones were over a hundred years old, the newest one being a child from 1948. There were a lot of children buried there.

The cemetery, on the north shore of Long Island, NY, was built upwards on a hill. Some headstones were grouped together and then surrounded by low-lying bars, keeping visitors at a close distance. Some markers were so old you couldn’t read them anymore. The first hour or so we walked around, taking in the layout of the land, taking photos of random things and talking to one another and making jokes.

While walking around the lower level of the cemetery, Joe, the guy who brought me to the group, claimed to hear music. We all gathered near him and held our breaths, listening carefully. We heard it too! Could it be a sign from beyond? We got so excited; Joe turned on his EVP recorder and held it out in the direction of the music. A few minutes later, Erica confessed that there was a bar across the street- in the direction the recorder was aimed.