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October 28, 1997 (Georgia, USA)

Tina and I had been there taking photographs of the graves. It must have been fall, around Halloween.
October 28, 1997 (Georgia, USA)

I was about 17 years old at the time. My friend Tina and I were out driving around. There was this place called the witch’s graveyard over in Marietta near the train tracks and the old covered bridge. Tina and I had been there taking photographs of the graves. It must have been fall, around Halloween. It was late in the evening; the sun was starting to set. I walked to her car,got in and started to drive home. I drove around the corner, through the covered bridge and took a right towards the train tracks.  The road was kind of curvy and on the right side there was a small river. As I was getting closer to the tracks I noticed a red pickup on the left side of the road. 

I saw 5 guys get out of that truck.There were 4 white guys and 1 black guy. The black guy was pretty beaten up and he had a rope around his neck. The white guys were all carrying shot guns. I slowed down to get a better look at what was going on. 2 of the guys started signaling to the guy who had been driving the red truck. He was pointing at Tina’s car. I got scared and took off as fast as I could. I drove under the train tracks and tried to get out of there. 

When I got to the traffic light on Thorton Road I noticed a black pick up behind us. The light turned green and I turned left. The truck followed. As it got closer I noticed that 2 of the guys in it were 2 of the guys I had seen back at the train tracks.  I decided to try and lose them.  I drove around neighborhoods, left and right but the truck still followed. 

I had been driving around for an hour being followed by these guys.  I just couldn’t lose them. So I decided to drive to the police department. The truck stayed on my tail the whole time. I took a right into the police parking lot and finally the truck sped off. 

I parked the car in front of the police station. I was still scared. I don’t know why I didn’t go into the police and make a report at that time, I just didn’t. Instead I sat there for a bit and then drove home. 

Sincerely,

Kelly Smith

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