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Something called Baby Cry River? I think that's what it was called. Apparently someone got in a car crash a long time ago and the baby flew out the car and died in a river. Shortened that down a bit.

I was at a local train station/bus bay at like 9pm last night and there was nobody around me for at 5 mins, shit was intense.

Alright, story time. My uncle lived on this old farm in Eagle, WI. Now, the house itself was over 100 years old and apparently the barn was even older. Next to his house, this old nature trail has all this rubble of old buildings and people have found gun shells here and there. Story has it, Al Capone used to frequent the hotel that was built there. FDR had been there. The land has history on its own.
So, with that said, my Uncle had several sinkholes all over his property. No matter how many times you'd fill them, they'd keep sinking. Well, they found bones in those select areas. They weren't sinkholes at all, they were shallow fucking graves. On top of this, Eagle is a very country type town. Not many street lights at all. So, picture this.. it's dark out, there are dead bodies in your yard and you hear a voice right behind you.
Yeah, fuck that place.

Stayed over night in a little tent that's so called "hotel" in the middle of the dark forest where lots of bears known to live

I'm suppose to go camping next month and im scared about that