This was one of my experiences that I have had with ghosts around my house. We moved in here about 10 years ago.

While sitting at my computer looking out my window I saw two small children playing outside in the woods. They looked to be about 3 and 5 years old. The oldest one was a boy and the youngest a girl. I thought they were real and went out to ask them who they were and to find out where they lived. When I got to that side of my house there was nothing there. So I went back inside to continue doing my work.

The next day I saw them again. They were running around and playing like children do. This happened for a few days and I started to just shrug it off. I have seen apparitions and ghosts and a lot more things than I can tell you in this story.

I began to wonder about these two children and started to do some research about my area. I wondered why they were still here and where there parent's were. 

Some days I would sit at my computer and I would get light-headed and had to hold on to my desk top because it felt as if I was going to fall on the floor. I wasn't sick and didn't feel ill or anything. Soon after the light-headed faded I would see them playing again and the woods didn't look like they did before the episode. There were less trees then the present. I was transported to their time but was only as an observer of the things that were happening.

While the children were running in the forest I saw Indians all around. Those indians were killing all the adults and these two children didn't have a clue as to what was going on. That is why there weren't with anyone when I first began seeing them. They had already crossed over.

As I watched even longer I saw the most horrific thing I have ever seen. As the children were playing and running an Indian on horseback rode up behind them and cut off their heads from behind. It was so quick and the Indian was so precise with his blow that those children didn't know and so they just kept running around playing their games they were playing.

I finally spoke to them (in my mind's eye or wherever it is that you can talk to spirits) and told them that their parent's were waiting for them.  I told them they would see a golden light and to go towards it. At first they didn't know what I was trying to tell them. It took about three times before they realized what had happened to them. They finally left and went towards their the golden light and reunited with their parent's.

Now back to the research. My husband's family came to visit one weekend and they decided that they wanted to stay at the Bed and Breakfast that was in Gerrardstown. We live up over the mountain, but it is still considered Gerrardstown. It had a history of Indian Raids. They didn't like the White Man from taking over their hunting areas. In one of the earlier massacre which happened in the earliy 1800's the Indians did come to the area and killed all the women and children and they scalped the men.  So my "viewing" was founded on truth.  I wish that I could find that pamphlet they had in that Bed and Breakfast because it had information about the 7 Indian Tribes that congregated in this area. Some Day I will have to do an article on that if I find the pamphlet again.