When there is a bright full moon out, everyone must stay inside their house. In the small town of Norfolk, Nebraska every full moon seen in October, danger creeps itself out of all the nooks and crannies of our small town. This is event is also known as the infamous “Norfolk Moonlight”.
They say that sinister spirits make an escapade when the moon is at its highest and brightest and seek the 260 year old revenge they have been waiting for, the return of their town.
The last person to be valiant enough to leave the protected tresses of their house was Lauren Fischer, my sister. On October 31st, 1995 Lauren was found beheaded at the Norfolk Lutheran Church, the town church where the 156 villagers were burned alive 3 at a time had their final moments of life and ownership of
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The whole day I was covered from head to toe in panic and fear. There was no going back, I had to do it, no matter what.
Tonight I prepared my rather large backpack equipped with water, holy water, gasoline, matches and the last picture I took with my sister.
Ever since she passed away, at her crime scene I stole her left sock and I always wear it for good luck in times like this because before her passing, she would always tell me “The left sock goes first because it brings luck and the right sock goes last because it brings back the towns tragic past.”
The streets were silent, no knocking on doors of cheerful trick or treats, children laughing or owls hooting. It was just my footsteps, loud heartbeat, heavy breathing, the shuffling of trees in the wind and I. The only light I had was the moonlight and a slight glow coming from a few miles ahead.
I could sense light strokes on my shoulder blades every corner I would turn as I crept closer and closer to the woods where the church hides, but I brushed it off as the wind picking up more and more, it was a rather chilly