Think I will share an experience with ya

I love to read the posts at this site and thought it was only fair to share one of mine with the gang.

I am a transplanted Yankee from Flint Michigan and was forced to move to the deepest south of Alabama. Dauphin Island. DI is a tiny spec of island only 15 miles long by 1/2 mile wide. Wonderful vacation site.. crappy place to grow up. Anyway.

Summer 1986
Myself and the group of kids my age decided to go off island to explore the "Old Shell House" A antebellum plantation home located off of the bayou south of Mobile. We had heard it was haunted and were excited to see if it was. (kinda silly to think it wouldn't be) Ok the six of us took a SUV to the plantation due to the fact it had no road to it. it had at one time but was destroyed in one of the many hurricanes. When we got to the property line there was a huge fence and we had to open the gate so I got out and pulled the gate open it was locked but the lock was easily popped. opening it was no a issue the issue really got to be the huge mastiff that stood about three foot from me after I opened the gate. I am almost 6'6" in height and this dog was well over 4 foot at the shoulder. keeping the trusty screw driver in hand I backed off slowly to the SUV. it never crossed the property line just stared at us. Kinda weird but not paranormal just weird....

Anyway we took off towards the house and it was a good quarter mile from the gate. one we got there it was amazing.. the house was a two story wonder huge columns lining its front. The thing that was so Amazing was it was glowing in the moon lite. It seems the owner had taken oyster shell and crushed it as part of the outer surface on the structure. so it literally had a mother of pearl glow in the moon lite.

By the time we all got out of the SUV the Mastiff was sitting on the porch. It just sat there.. don't know if it was the same one or another but there it was odd thing it seemed to have a red-ish hue to it in the moon lite. So we had a dilemma, go to the porch or turn around and leave. Being 16 at the time ( and not wise ) I walked up to the dog to pet it. once I got to the porch step it disappeared right in front of all six of us. Which sent us all into a panic.. I ran back to the SUV and we started to leave. We hit the lights and noticed several shapes moving in the upper level of the house. and strangely enough music. Like big band era music. Thinking someone was living there and our Imaginations had gotten to us we went to the porch and then knocked. The music kept playing. I pushed on the door it wasn't locked and when the door swung open the place got deathly quiet. It really freaked us out. The two girls with us stayed in the SUV they started screaming that someone was waving at them from the second floor window. Myself and my best friend went inside the other 2 guys stayed at the entrance. We explored the lower level of the place it was dirty and had been the host of a lot of parties apparently. There was debris all over the floor, bottles and wrappers of food etc.. looked like a collage kegger had been there.

Anyway we start up the stairs to the second floor and it gets really really dark and cold in the area we traveled. about that time we can see into the furtherest room and I spot a large shadow moving around. and I mean moving fast. when I see it I take a back step my friend laughs at me and makes it to the top step when the shadow comes out the room. My friend beat me to the outside door. we both fled whatever it was had a very dark and the only word I can think of to call it was malicious feel to it, Like if we didn't leave right now it was gonna do something really bad. So we all packed back into the SUV and hauled butt out.

We hit the property line and I told them to stop and let me close the gate. I got out and did. Didn't see the mastiff again. thought I would , kinda expected to really. But no luck. And that Ladies and Gents. was my first paranormal field trip.

I later learned that the House was destroyed in 1995 due to a mysterious fire. Most speculate it was a meeting place for a local Satan worshipers.

Personally not sure, it seemed to have its own personality. Wouldn't be to surprised if the house decided it had enough of the trespassing and burned itself down.