The Proctor Valley Ghost

in #sandiego11 months ago

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San Diego is riddled with ghost stories, some funny, some bland, some notoriously made up, and some ... real.

Proctor Valley Road used to be an dirt road between Chula Vista and Jamul. Now, it's just developed land and I feel sorry for the people who unknowingly (or uncaringly) bought homes there. Their children must have unexplainable nightmares.

There is no way they don't.

Back in the 90's we used to drive around there during the day telling stories of how it because haunted.

"Illegals" used it to hide out from la migra and sometimes they would run out of water and die in the desert

Illegals don't know how fast it gets cold there and would freeze at night

The mob used to dump bodies there, and now headless zombies walk around unscathed

The boyfriend that killed the girlfriend

The girl who was ashamed to have a baby too young and dumped it there to die

And my favorite:

All of the above.

Here's what I lived through.

In 2001, my friend Omar (who has since changed his name) picked me up from my National City studio behind the carriage house in one of the East 24th Street Mansions, and told me he would be taking me to "the best coffee in National City."

I knew something was up, because back then, there weren't any Coffee Shops in National City, especially none that would have the "best" coffee and were open after 9pm.

He ended up taking me to a 7 Eleven to get a coffee, then he drove me to the National City Cemetery where we started sharing ghost stories.

"We used to drive through Proctor Valley Road for fun" I stated.

"Let's go right now" He countered.

Bless my heart, I agreed.

We drove out to the road and Omar started driving through it very, very slowly.

I started getting scared and asking him to hurry up.

But we were in an older car, and it was a dirt road. He didn't want to mess it up, or get it dirty, and besides, you don't see ghosts driving as fast as you can. And we still had our coffees and we didn't want to spill those.

Suddenly, there were headlights upon us. Very close by. The headlights were round and blinding. I asked him to step on the gas.

He didn't answer.

I looked over at him and saw a pale face (hard to get pale when you have that deep brown Native skin, but it happened) and he was muttering Ave Maria's under his breath.

I didn't know he was religious.

I patted his chest to get his attention, and it was drenched in cold sweat.

"There's no one driving that car" and then what seemed like an eternity later "I'm going as fast as I can."

I looked, and sure enough, his foot was all the way down on the gas pedal, but still, we were going no faster than 35mph, I remember seeing the needle. The car behind us was close close close, so close that they should have hit us at any slight bump or slowing of our car.

Then he apologized to me. Said that he had to see if it was real.

And he slammed on the breaks.

I braced myself for the impact and felt... nothing.

When I opened my eyes again, there were THREE sets of round headlights following us. And suddenly, the car was responding again.

25, 35, 45, then 70mph on some random dirt road with rocks.

As the road was ending, there was chain linked fences, covering dry brush, and other San Diego type plants. We made a sharp left, and then sure enough, all the other cars went straight.

Straight into the fence?

If they did, we didn't hear them.

Omar insisted that we go back the way we came. If we went around through the freeways, it would take us 45+ minutes to get home.

I didn't care.

I was not going back in there with that ghost.

So no, you can google it, but google lies. There was no newborn baby who fed on dead bodies until it grew into a bigfoot, and I never even saw people. But there were those cars, with the round headlights, who had an uncanny way of following us without hitting us, even when we hit the breaks.

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:-D! SPOOKY! I have read so many good ghost stories this past week, I'm sad to say I don't have any myself... Only a few good UFO stories!

That's what you get when you're a young kid with access to cars. If you hunt for ghosts, you are sure to find them.

We snuck into the Hotel Del Coronado to visit that ghost, we snuck into our high school late at night to visit "the drama theatre ghost" we went into old buildings, cemeteries, played with Ouija boards, scissors and bibles, lit candles, stayed in Old Town after it was already closed down and bunches of silly, silly, things.

Now that I connect to my ancestors, I know how silly and dangerous the games we "played" were, but, I can't say they weren't fun. Especially when we would see something and the boys would get more freaked then the girls.

I have ghost stories a plenty.

Would love to read one about a UFO.

Hmmm I dunno if I'm ready to share that one just yet. At least not on Steem... perhaps on discord or in person :P

I live in Phoenix now, for all I know I'm living on top of an old American Indian burial ground haha

You most certainly are living within the DNA of the Original People. Everyone in "America" is, its woven into the fabric of the land as they/we have been here since time immemorial, we eat their DNA in our food, we wear it in our home grown fabrics. I used to say "gross" to this thought, but now I realize how infinitely beautiful it is.

Arizona is where my people were from, one of their trade routes went through Arizona, New Mexico and California - that's how my maternal grandparents ended up in this area. The Yaqui people, some of the cousins are still alive and well and on the reservation. Lots of us other cousins are also alive and well, just simply not recognized.

I dont know if you have seen any of my posts from my main account @hotsauceislethal but I have been doing a bunch of photo sets from around the state as part of a series.

I love going to ancient native sites! I have a whole list of place that I want to go visit and I'm just waiting for the right weather and days off work. And no wonder you're so pretty, you have the native genes.

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Hieroglyphic Spring (on the trail), Gold Canyon, AZ

I just took a look. You have some amazing pictures, it's almost as if I'm there, walking around - except for the heat, I can imagine how hot it is.

And, thank you for the compliments :)

HEY youre talking UFOS? check out the UFo coin discord for @ufonetwork soon to be atribe as well!
https://discord.gg/rmghK5d

https://steem-engine.com/?p=market&t=UFO

I don't like anything scary.

I don't blame you. I never watch scary movies. Never. And when I do, I close my eyes half the time.

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