My Philadelphia Ghost Story Essay

When it comes to paranormal activities or supernatural experiences, I am caught in the middle on where I believe it or not. I don’t necessarily believe in ghost but do believe in spirits. In 2004, my great grandmother died. For a whole year after her death, if I went over to her house, I would leave before it got dark because for some reason I was afraid to spend the night in her house after her death. I finally got the courage to spend the night over her house and I must admit, it was the most peaceful sleep I had ever gotten my entire life. While at her house, I could misplace something and spend a whole hour looking for it. Once I decide to give up looking for it I would say “Madear, give me back my ____” and instantly whatever I would be looking for would appear. I
30, 2015) she is a sociologist who researches fear, but it really bothered her being that she had never saw a ghost. She ended up going on a search for her own ghost story in the most haunted place in America, Eastern State Penitentiary in Philadelphia. “Nearly 60 paranormal investigation teams explore the site each year, seeking evidence of ghosts within.” (Margee Kerr, October 31, 2015, on Page A23 of the New York edition with the headline: My Philadelphia Ghost Story.) Kerr was very competent with the organization and structure of her article; she my undivided attention when she wrote, “Standing in front of the prison cell I was overwhelmed by both the history of the prison and the anticipation of the hunt. Moreover, that is when I felt it. A chill at the base of my neck quickly rippled throughout my body. My shoulders shuddered. I felt warm, relaxed and yet fully aware of everything around me. I was full of emotion and felt an incredible closeness to the four ghost hunters next to me, people I had met just hours before.” It had me on edge and in a hurry to read the rest of her story and see how she felt about her first supernatural