The Drummer at the Dam
I have always been fascinated by ghost stories and tales of the paranormal. I’ve always had an open mind about that kind of thing. Especially if I feel I am in a place that could potentially have some paranormal activity. When I had the experience I’m about to share with you, I was not prepared whatsoever.
It was five years ago and I was still living with my parents in Bandera, Texas. I was 18 and had just recently met a guy named Jeremy that seemed pretty cool so I decided to take a drive out to Kerrville (about 40 miles away) and hang out with him for a day. After driving around town for awhile, he suggested that we should check out this old dam that wasn’t far to hang out and talk.
We were driving in this small neighborhood that was surrounded by a wooded area and he instructed me to park on the side of the road …