The Drums in the Woods

From: Andy Ballard (ballar1473@aol.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Ruston,LA
Source: Form Submission

It was a cold night two years ago. My brother and I were throwing the football around outside, then suddenly, a noise came from the woods. We have a big yard and the woods were out to the side. The strange noise sounded, not like music, but like,...but like drums. They sounded as if they were getting closer to the house. After about 10 minutes we called the police. The instant the cops wheels touched our driveway, the drums stopped. We forget about the whole thing until about three weeks later.

Me, my brother Ramsey, and our two friends, Clint and Ben, were playing capture the flag outside our house. It was about 12:00pm when I hit the ground in shock. The drums. We all gathered up and decided to take action. We gathered up hockey sticks, baseball bats, and pellet guns and went towards the sound. In astonishment, the street light beside the woods cut off. We had nothing else to do but to run straight into the woods. While there, we heard a melody of footsteps, whispers, and all the other "ghosts" sounds. We were trapped. The drums roared on. We all huddled around the flashlight, scared to death. Then, all of a sudden we saw a shining blade, like a sword, pierce out off the woods. We ran back to the house in panic. The drums kept going. We have had several other "adventures" since then, and still here the drums almost every night. What are they? What do they want? We dont know, but we soon hope to find out.