When the talented Stephanie Cambell is not writing books, she’s doing something I have always wanted to do myself. She is a paranormal investigator! In our second week here on our Halloween blast I asked Stephanie to share one of her current investigations~
Debra: Stephanie we’re all ears!
Stephanie:
The Ben Lomond Cemetery was established in 1851, and it is one of the oldest in all of Utah. This cemetery holds the graves of many pioneers who built the area. Today, it is the home to 15,000 burial slots and is over 14 acres.
The Ben Lomond Cemetery was established in 1851, and it is one of the oldest in all of Utah. This cemetery holds the graves of many pioneers who built the area. Today, it is the home to 15,000 burial slots and is over 14 acres.
But this place is more than just a historic site
for me. In this cemetery, I encountered my first experience with orbs, and I
have visited this cemetery over ten times for investigations with mixed, though
still interesting, results.
A partner and I drive to the cemetery and park
in one of the empty spaces. We struggle out of the car and begin to walk
between the rows of the plots. Both of us are quiet and respectful. As I walk,
I begin to notice something odd about what I was capturing on my camera.
"Come over here a moment, please," I
say to my partner, looking at the screen.
"What is it?" she says, hustling over.
Both of us look over my shoulder and gasp.
The orbs appeared out of nowhere. Just seconds ago, I had taken this picture, marking the fact that my camera was clear:
The orbs appeared out of nowhere. Just seconds ago, I had taken this picture, marking the fact that my camera was clear:
I am shocked by the difference, especially since
this is my second investigation here. Before this, I hadn't captured much of
anything. Just some dust, the reflection of a stop sign, and a few other
pointless things caused by natural phenomenon. The two of us exchange glances,
move forward, and later pack up and leave for the night. This picture later got
uploaded to the Weber District Paranormal Society's website, and I decided I
would visit again the next week.
When I returned to the Ben Lomond Graveyard for investigation, I was brimming with excitement. It was a great hotspot for me, more so than what I expected after the research that I had done.
When I returned to the Ben Lomond Graveyard for investigation, I was brimming with excitement. It was a great hotspot for me, more so than what I expected after the research that I had done.
I walked along, alone again, with my camcorder
out as well as my camera. The night is clear and is wind free. As I snap
pictures, something strange begins to happen. Here is what I caught on my
camera.
If you notice, the third picture and the fourth picture are both taken of the same street. That fact is shown by the small cylinder light in the left-hand corner of my pictures. The one thing that's different is the large orb that darts across the screen of my camera. I found this both startling and chilling. There truly was something there. This was not the moon or a stoplight. This is proven by the same picture being taken seconds afterward without anything on it. To this day, I truly believe that a ghost skirted across my camera screen.
If you notice, the third picture and the fourth picture are both taken of the same street. That fact is shown by the small cylinder light in the left-hand corner of my pictures. The one thing that's different is the large orb that darts across the screen of my camera. I found this both startling and chilling. There truly was something there. This was not the moon or a stoplight. This is proven by the same picture being taken seconds afterward without anything on it. To this day, I truly believe that a ghost skirted across my camera screen.
Debra: Wow, that was pretty interesting! Thanks for
making cold chills go up my spine! I will always remember to look behind me in
graveyards from now on! Would you mind telling me about yourself and your books
now?
My bio:
Stephanie Campbell is the author of The Willow Does Not Weep, Racing Death, Case Closed, Mirror of Darkness, Hot Wheels, Dragon Night, Poachers, Dragon Night, Tasting Silver, Late but not Never, Specimen X, Tales of Draga, E is for Eternity, and P.S. I Killed My Mother. When she isn't working, she enjoys watching documentaries, running, dancing, and playing with her rabbits.
Book Blurb:
Willow the tree has been watching her family for the past eight years. During that time, they have endured a terrible trauma, but there is nothing Willow can do. She is merely a tree. All of that changes when Malan, the eldest brother of the family, returns home from college and Willow realizes that she would do anything to speak with him, and the feelings she has for him she cannot explain. She believes there is no hope. There is no way to change from one life form to another. When a white dove tells Willow that she can trade her thirty remaining years of life as a tree for one year as a human, she quickly agrees. But in making that choice, she realizes that she may have signed on for more than she bargained for. After all, a year is hardly enough time to heal a human heart.
Buy links: http://www.beautobeau.com/Willow.html
Stephanie Campbell is the author of The Willow Does Not Weep, Racing Death, Case Closed, Mirror of Darkness, Hot Wheels, Dragon Night, Poachers, Dragon Night, Tasting Silver, Late but not Never, Specimen X, Tales of Draga, E is for Eternity, and P.S. I Killed My Mother. When she isn't working, she enjoys watching documentaries, running, dancing, and playing with her rabbits.
Book Blurb:
Willow the tree has been watching her family for the past eight years. During that time, they have endured a terrible trauma, but there is nothing Willow can do. She is merely a tree. All of that changes when Malan, the eldest brother of the family, returns home from college and Willow realizes that she would do anything to speak with him, and the feelings she has for him she cannot explain. She believes there is no hope. There is no way to change from one life form to another. When a white dove tells Willow that she can trade her thirty remaining years of life as a tree for one year as a human, she quickly agrees. But in making that choice, she realizes that she may have signed on for more than she bargained for. After all, a year is hardly enough time to heal a human heart.
Buy links: http://www.beautobeau.com/Willow.html
Stephanie's latest projects and available rights can be found here: http://www.redwritinghoodink.net/
Stephanie's Facebook can be found here: https://www.facebook.com/stephanie.e.campbell.9
Stephanie's Twitter can be found here: https://twitter.com/StephanieECamp
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