When I was in the tenth grade a selected few students in my class took a trip to the historical Civil War battle site: Gettysburg. I was 15 at the time, and we stayed at Farnsworth House Inn with three girls of the same age, and two teachers rooming next to us with a connecting door. We stayed for two nights, and one day.
The first day we arrived there, me and Britney were unpacking our belongings while Kayla and Destiny were checking out the hotel and other things. While Britney and I were unpacking our hair and teeth care items by the sink in the small bathroom we heard a dripping noise coming from the bathtub behind us. As soon as we turned around to check it out the water came bursting out of the shower head at full blast. It suddenly started then stopped all of a sudden. Britney and I were so scared that we immediately left the room to find Destiny and Kayla to tell them what happened. All four of us then vowed that we wouldn’t use the bathroom unless someone was sitting outside the door.
Later on that day, Ms. Williams and Mrs. Smack decided that we would take a bus tour of the town and I overheard one of the teachers telling a parent about a haunting in the hotel. She said that the last year when they stayed in the same hotel a girl from room 6 (my room) had been brushing her hair in the mirror on the wall when she saw someone else’s reflection standing behind her. The girl said it was an old woman with a shawl covering her head and crying. When the girl turned around she disappeared and never saw the reflection again. However, it was enough for the girl to move out of the room, scared out of her mind. I didn’t know if what I heard was true or not, but from the earlier occurrences I didn’t doubt it too much.
That night, for fun the teachers had scheduled a ghost tour of the city where we split up into groups and a young woman walked us around the town, pointing out well known haunted houses and telling us famous and personal haunt stories. She told us something that I would never forget. She said that sometimes when a spirit was near one could smell a faint skunk smell in the air.
Around midnight, when we were lying in bed watching TV, I suddenly smelled something. The smell of skunk was coming from the corner of the room. The other girls began to smell it, but as soon as I got scared the smell went away. We all figured it was part of our imaginations based on what we heard earlier that night.
The next day when we were packing our belongings to leave we decided to take pictures so that we would remember our decidedly haunted room forever. Kayla had a Polaroid camera and we decided to use hers for faster development. We all gathered on the bed, and got a group shot. When the film developed we saw a white figure in the upper corner of the photo. To be sure that no one had touched the film; we took a few more, all which turned out the same way. After that, I was ready to leave!!
I never got a copy of the picture, in an attempt to forget the experience. However, I don’t think I will ever forget my ghostly experience in one of the most haunted towns in the US.
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