Editor’s note: For Halloween, we asked our readers to share the scariest things they’ve experienced in our area. Readers came through with shivery accounts of mysterious occurrences, including this one below.
In October 1980, my daughter, Marcia, and I were traveling down Beaverdam Road in Asheville to visit my parents, John and Betty Knight.
As we approached the curve at the cemetery on the hill at the Baptist church, imagine my surprise when 2 1/2-year-old Marcia exclaimed from the backseat, “Look at all the people!”
I looked in the rearview mirror to see a huge smile on her little face!
— Emily Knight Thomas Loganville, Ga.
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One thought on “WNC Scary Stories: Passing by the cemetery”
Lesko Brandon
My scariest story is when I open the county tax bill, or read the stories of the weekly murders in Asheville, now that the police are “defunded”.
My scariest story is when I open the county tax bill, or read the stories of the weekly murders in Asheville, now that the police are “defunded”.