i just watched cats 101. it was cute.

heres a story about a cemetary in burlington, connecticut. its called green lady.

i never really had any expieriences there, but the legend of the green lady intrigues me. the cemetary is old as fuck, and all of the headstones are pretty much destroyed. except one. the headstone says "elizabeth". or something like that. the cemetary is easy to get to and easy to get away from, therefore, it was a common place for bored rich kids to get drunk and break glass. they say the headstones are destroyed because of kids vandalizing the place. which makes perfect sense. elizabeths grave is right by the entrance closest to the road. and there wasnt a dent in the fucker.

the legend goes that elizabeth was a mother. she had a buttload of kids. she was a single mom cause her husband died in the revolutionary war. she lived on the road that the cemetary is on.

i guess it snowed for weeks. elizabeth couldnt even leave the house due to the weather. and her kids were getting hungry. she had to venture out if her children were to live. she went out in search for food, which i dont even know how they "searched for food" back in the day, nonetheless, she lost her way. and elizabeth never returned.

its said she died in the swamp by the cemetary. the clearing wasnt "a clearing." it was actually a frozen pond, that she fell into and died.



i guess this story isnt supposed to be scary. its more a reflection on why i think ghosts exist. elizabeth had unfinished business. and you can never feed your kids from the afterlife, so shes just existing forever. trying to make contact while teenagers fuck around with her headstone.