"Hi my name is Thomas Williamson, when I was 12 in 1845 i Witnessed a great tragedy."
"Something so horrible that now after all These years I'm ready to tell you what happened.
The year was February 1st, 1845.
I was 12 at the time I remember helping my father out in the fields. The sun was bright and the air was warm, the sounds of birds could be heard Chirping.
Me my father and two brothers were working on the field as we did everyday for the white family.
We didn't mind because the whites were kind folk they always treated us with respect. On special days the whites would invite us to come to dinner and after a delicious feast.
My dad and mr. White would sit on the porch and talk for hours about fishing or things they have done in their childhood. You see the whites were not like any of the other plantations. they only bought slaves to give them a home away from all the bad people that would hurt or kill us.
I remember trying to sleep one night after dinner with the whites.
For some reason the air was thick that night and strang sounds were coming from the woods behind the Whites House. I got up and walked over to my dad. I woke him up and told him about the sounds. He just looked at me and said "don't worry about it, just go back to bed".
I walked back to my bed and got under the blankets but I couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong.
In the morning when I woke up I ran outside and everything seemed normal.
I walked up to my dad and asked him if it would be ok if I went and asked mr.white something.
My dad said "sure just hurry back when your done, cause I could use the help".
So I ran over to the house to knock on the door. But mr.white was already outside fixing the porch.
I walked up to him and said " Excuse me mr.white may I ask you a question". He turned around with a big smile on his face."sure Thomas what can I help you with".
I asked him about the noise I heard last night he told me not to worry about it, but I was curious and I still had that feeling something was wrong.
Later that night after helping my dad we sat on are porch singing and playing are banjos.
We were having Such a good time that I stopped thinking about the noise I heard.
After I went to sleep I awoke to my brother's looking out the window. I got up and walked slowly towards them asking them very quietly what they were doing. They just said mommy is looking at us and wants to come in. I didn't understand cause our mom died 2 years ago. So I grabbed my brother's and took them back to bed. After they were in bed I walked over towards the window and saw nothing there.
As I started to walk back to my bed I felt a cold chill run up my spine. I turned around to see a ghostly figure sitting in the corner were the window was.
I couldn't believe my eyes it was a woman in white that almost looked like my mother. Her eyes were black and her clothes were torn. I screamed so loud that my dad woke up and ran towards me. Asking me what happened. I could barely talk I was so scared.
He sent me back to bed but for the rest of that night I couldn't sleep.
The next morning I was outside helping my dad in the fields. My heart was still racing and I couldn't shake the feeling that my dad and mr.white knew something about this.
As the day went on I prayed that I wouldn't see that thing again. I was so scared I could barely breathe. So I decided to go ask my dad about what I saw. As I looked for him I heard talking behind the whites house. I walked slowly so I wouldn't be heard I peaked over the Conner only to see my dad and mr. White talking . As I listened to them I heard them mentioned the thing I saw.
"Mr.white it sounds like it's back and its after my boy's".
"I understand Williamson it might take a few days but I promise we will end this for good this time"
My dad started to walk away so I turned around and hid behind some old Crates Next to the house.
I didn't want him to know I was there listening so when he was fully gone I ran back to the fields.
Later that night we were eating dinner with the whites it was quite and nobody was talking. I looked across the table to talk to mr. Whites daughter Elizabeth. Elizabeth was my friend and we would play games sometimes after we finished eating.
I asked her if she wanted to play but she just stayed quiet and ate. I didn't understand why she didn't answer she always says something but tonight she was quite. So I turned to my dad and asked him why everyone was being quiet.
He just sat there not saying a word. I found it wired that no one was talking. I started to get a weird vibe around the room. And then I noticed I didn't remember walking into the house. I looked down and closed my eyes shaking my head trying to understand what's going on. I lifted my head up and when I opened my eyes everyone was gone. I stood up from my chair breathing heavy.
Sweat was rolling down my face. The room started to twist and turn and before I knew it. There she was the woman that looked like my mom looking right at...