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Ok so where I live there's this long path for joggers and bikers. Now during the day there's not much activity going on there past requiring instances such as an old man seen jogging past the same point twice going the same direction when there's no loop around. But at night, especially during a full moon or a few days before/after, the place becomes downright creepy. Now the first time I went down there at night I was with my best friend Julie, her younger brother Mikey, and his best friend Michael. We went with nothing more than two flashlights. Now Julie is a "Sensitive", people who can sense the presence of something paranormal and can also do things like psychic readings and what not. But thats for the more experienced ones. Julie can only sense. Now I'm a "Feeder". Someone who doesn't have the power to sense but can use other people's abilities as their own. When we went down the first time me and Julie both felt something watching us and follow us through the path to the "safe point" and back. We saw a shadow near the end and I felt as if something was trying to pull me back into the woods after we were out. But other than that it was fairly uneventful.
The next time we went back was after some of the flooding happened and some of the path had been washed away by the Kaney River. Now it seems that the path gets more active when more and more of the path washes away. This time it was again me, Julie, and Mikey, but we also had Jamie, another one of Julie's younger brothers and Landon. An annoying p***k but he seems to know his demonology... Mikey says that he can repel and absorb spirits and what have you but I just think that he's full of it. Well we go down there with an EMF (Electro Magnetic Frequency) reader (its said that when ghosts try to manifest themselves they collect energy from around them and it can be detected as electro magnetic waves). I have the flashlight and we go in about 5 feet and already we can feel something. I shine the light straight ahead and we're nearing a bend when we see a reflective yellow light near the trees. Now we dont think anything of it cause there's yellow signs all along the path that look like it. So we keep moving and the next thing I know the yellow light in the trees has moved to the ground and closer towards us. Now it happened so quickly that nobody really noticed until the light disappeared completely. We leave cause it was freaky but we went back a little later. We didnt see anything this time but the EMF reader went nuts with no machinery or anything electronic for miles. We heard a heavy dog collar and the sound of paws and dog nails hitting pavement but no dogs or any other kind of animal in sight. There was a solitary firefly that followed us around till we left the path (which might not seem like anything but at the time it was creepy enough). And then there was the sensations of things brushing up against my leg but nothing there and the feeling that something was draining me and Julie's energy (almost feinted twice). Well we buried a crucifix at the cross roads and left the path by way of the highway cause we refused to go back down the path. The "Invisible Dog" followed us all the way back to Julie's car and when I got home I was shaking so bad that I couldn't hold anything in my hands without dropping it and the spirits in my house (yes I actually do live in a haunted house where the ghosts like to move my peanut butter to odd places like the living room, bathroom, and sometimes even the garage. And dont get me started on the third bedroom) seemed to be a little more active then usual and I spent the rest of the night feeling eyes on me, locking doors so that they wouldn't open on their own, and hearing the ghost woman in my house telling me to "shush" whenever I said anything. Julie had a mysterious bruise on her arm the next day in the same spot where she had been complaining about it hurting the night before but she hadn't done anything to it to cause a bruise. So now we have stories to tell people and we wait patiently for next weekend to do more ghost hunting.

And so OPS is born! (Oklahoma Paranormal Society)