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exexec · 70-79, C
I was at a Civil War battlefield where an ancestor fought. I had the official record that told of the unit camping by a well by a house. I was standing by that well and the foundation of that old house when I felt the presence of others. I was totally alone. Nobody was in sight, but I knew others were there. It was a really spooky feeling.


