INWhen I was about twelve years elderly, I went to visit my dad, who lived in Washington at the time. We went to visit this fort, sorry I forgot the name. When we entered the fort, my dad, stepmom, grandparents and I went into one of the rooms of the fort and as my entire family left the room I heard a noise like rocks moving on the ground. I got scared and ran to tell my family. The next room we entered had a huge metal door with one of those massive round knockers. As my family left the room, I heard a knock on the huge door, I ran out of the room again and caught up with the rest of my family. The spirits must have wanted to make sure I knew they were there.
Later we went to the top of the fort. My father and grandfather were about to enter the fort when they saw stairs going down. I told them I didn't want to go there because I didn't like the feeling. So they moved on without me. I waited about 5 minutes and called my father to make sure he was still there. A second later I heard the voices of my father and grandfather answering me, “Come down, Mindi, come on!” So I went down the stairs to the room. When I went in there was no one there. I walked out of the room and saw my father and grandfather on the other side of the fort! I went to them and asked if they told me to go down the stairs and they said no and that they were walking around the fort. That's when I knew there really were ghosts in this fort!
