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Mt. Sequoyah |
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Submitted by Jonna Bryant
I was an actor with a local play company doing rehearsals at Mt. Sequoyah before moving into the theater. We rehearsed in a house that was originally built for the chancellor of Mt. Sequoyah, which is a retreat established by the United Methodist back in the early 1900’s. I was totally unaware of any strange happenings or anything out of the ordinary until we were leaving for the last time. That night, we were waiting on Kevin, our director to lock up the house. Kevin pulled the door shut and went to lock it. As he was getting ready to insert the key, the door flung open. We all jumped and laughed, until Kevin attempted to pull the door shut again, but this time there seemed to be something trying to hold the door open. It took him pulling on the knob with both hands to get it to close. Again, before he could get it locked the door came open again. This time Matt tried to close the door with the same difficulty. Matt yelled “Let go!” and was nearly knocked off his feet as the resistance disappeared. Needless to say we were all quite shaken. We were all questioning them as to whether they were trying to pull a prank on us. Then I noticed a glowing shape passing in front of the windows, I looked behind me to see if I was seeing the reflection of headlights or something. I didn’t see anything that could be causing it. I turned back around and saw that it was definitely coming from behind the glass and not “off” the glass like a reflection would. Just as I was about to say “Look at that” one of the girls standing next to me saw it and screamed. It disappeared almost immediately, but a couple of others said they saw it too. My daughter, twelve at the time, had gone with me to our first rehearsal there. She wanted to go explore the house. About 10 minutes later she came and asked if we could leave. She stayed right next to me and kept asking if we could leave. I didn’t give it much thought other than she usually likes going to my rehearsals but she never wanted to go with me after that. I never told her about the incident of our last night at the house, but about a month later she asked if I would be going back to that house anymore. I told her “No, the play is over.” Then I asked her why she was asking about the house. She told me that when she was exploring the house she heard a woman crying upstairs. I asked her why she’d never told me and she said “I’m just a kid, you wouldn’t believe me.” I started doing a little investigating and apparently Mt. Sequoyah is mentioned in an old movie called “Haunted Hill, Ghost Stories of the Ozarks” and there have been several ghost sightings there. Some friends and I did go back up there once but that’s another story unto itself.
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