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Every year a group of friends of mine and I gear up for a night that takes weeks of planning. We pack our bags full of flash lights, candles, lighters, note books, pens and pencils, salt, chalk, flares, whistles, fire arms, ect. This trip is no children's trip and is 100% real and what i'm going to speak of is ALL true experiences that I (we) experienced out there and continue to do so every other year or so.
to those of us who know of it, its called the Witches Grave Yard. During the civil war, Generaly Tyler, a General of the confederacy, came into present day Valley/ West Point and violenty took control of this area and the water ways (the chattahoochi river) This land was still highly in habbited by native americans who were extremely supersticious. But seeing the force of the soldiers, the natives moved back deep into the woods near the swampy part of the river which to Tyler wasn't 'worth' anything anyway bc no one could farm or do anything for that matter with the land. But it wasn't the natives he had a problem with.
His soldiers started complaining of serious random aches and pains and extremely detailed nightmares. As time went by the aches and pains become worse and the troops began to become ill with each other. Turning against each other in un explainable anger, 12 soldiers were shot and killed by their fellow brothers in arms for reasons un known. General Tyler, in having spoken with some of the locals and natives thought of only one reason, the witches.
General Tyler was supersticious and easily aggrivated. to make the story short he huted the witches down along with any native americans who opposed them.. burying the natives in an un orthadox fashion (just throwing them in a shallow hole and covering them) they also burried the witches they murdered.
Decades later, a family that had built the first few churches in this area built a great grave yard nearly 100 yards off from the old forgotten graveyard..
Now, 2009, the families grave yard and the witches grave yard have been long forgotten about..
To get there we take an old county road for about 30 minutes off the highway until we take a direct left onto an un paved road.. we'll go down about 2 miles before we get to a bride which had been torn down years ago. from there we'll unload our bags and gear up our four wheelers and take about an hour drive down this grown up dirt road.. if we didn't just KNOW what bank to go up we'd never find it.
but theres a grassy en bankment that you randomly turn up (you have to haul a** bc you will slide back down) and when you reach the top you're looking over a large, un kept grave yard that's been forgotten about for many years.. all the families that had any family here has died off and the churches had moved on decades ago..
here we'll unload off the four wheelers and proceed to hike through this grave yard to the woods down below.. there is a deer trail (this is how we found the witches graveyard the first time we came here) we follow it for a minute and it will eventually dump us off into a clearing which is where we now start thinking 'this night is going to get crazy'
the clearing isn't cut into any specific pattern.. there are weeds growing up every where and random stones that could've meant something back then.. but protruding from the ground are random head stones (not like the ones you see in our modern day graveyard) these are no head stones for pleasant memories.. most are shaped like triangles with the point up and there are HUGE stones laid out in front of them (some one didn't want these woment getting out) and some stones even hint to have been burned.. but what was so cool about one is the one we always take paper and chalk for (to make a copy of it) all it reads is 'that old witch, that old toad' in plain letters..
its really a crazy place.. i'm writing a book based on the west point witches and general tyler called 'Witches in the Attic'
if you're interested in some of my stories about our experiences here just tell me and i'll post some
this year i'll have a camera and we'll see what we can catch! its been 4 years since we've been out there so we're due for a visit
to those of us who know of it, its called the Witches Grave Yard. During the civil war, Generaly Tyler, a General of the confederacy, came into present day Valley/ West Point and violenty took control of this area and the water ways (the chattahoochi river) This land was still highly in habbited by native americans who were extremely supersticious. But seeing the force of the soldiers, the natives moved back deep into the woods near the swampy part of the river which to Tyler wasn't 'worth' anything anyway bc no one could farm or do anything for that matter with the land. But it wasn't the natives he had a problem with.
His soldiers started complaining of serious random aches and pains and extremely detailed nightmares. As time went by the aches and pains become worse and the troops began to become ill with each other. Turning against each other in un explainable anger, 12 soldiers were shot and killed by their fellow brothers in arms for reasons un known. General Tyler, in having spoken with some of the locals and natives thought of only one reason, the witches.
General Tyler was supersticious and easily aggrivated. to make the story short he huted the witches down along with any native americans who opposed them.. burying the natives in an un orthadox fashion (just throwing them in a shallow hole and covering them) they also burried the witches they murdered.
Decades later, a family that had built the first few churches in this area built a great grave yard nearly 100 yards off from the old forgotten graveyard..
Now, 2009, the families grave yard and the witches grave yard have been long forgotten about..
To get there we take an old county road for about 30 minutes off the highway until we take a direct left onto an un paved road.. we'll go down about 2 miles before we get to a bride which had been torn down years ago. from there we'll unload our bags and gear up our four wheelers and take about an hour drive down this grown up dirt road.. if we didn't just KNOW what bank to go up we'd never find it.
but theres a grassy en bankment that you randomly turn up (you have to haul a** bc you will slide back down) and when you reach the top you're looking over a large, un kept grave yard that's been forgotten about for many years.. all the families that had any family here has died off and the churches had moved on decades ago..
here we'll unload off the four wheelers and proceed to hike through this grave yard to the woods down below.. there is a deer trail (this is how we found the witches graveyard the first time we came here) we follow it for a minute and it will eventually dump us off into a clearing which is where we now start thinking 'this night is going to get crazy'
the clearing isn't cut into any specific pattern.. there are weeds growing up every where and random stones that could've meant something back then.. but protruding from the ground are random head stones (not like the ones you see in our modern day graveyard) these are no head stones for pleasant memories.. most are shaped like triangles with the point up and there are HUGE stones laid out in front of them (some one didn't want these woment getting out) and some stones even hint to have been burned.. but what was so cool about one is the one we always take paper and chalk for (to make a copy of it) all it reads is 'that old witch, that old toad' in plain letters..
its really a crazy place.. i'm writing a book based on the west point witches and general tyler called 'Witches in the Attic'
if you're interested in some of my stories about our experiences here just tell me and i'll post some
this year i'll have a camera and we'll see what we can catch! its been 4 years since we've been out there so we're due for a visit
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