Michael Scott we used to fish late at night. Using moonlight. At a particular spot. The very big trouts liked to stay at that particular spot. We normally would get there right before it got dark. On this day it was just the two of us. We got there before dark and tried fishing for smaller trouts to kill time. Waiting for it to get dark. While fishing and waiting for about 30 minutes , I started to hear two distinct voices arguing from some bushes. The voices got louder and louder to a point where I thought I was maybe becoming delusional. Or maybe it was in my head. Then my fishing buddy asked me if I was hearing the voices. We both realized that we were both hearing it. In our culture our elders always tell us to tell the spirits (good or bad) that we come in peace, and mean no harm and will go in peace. The voices quickly died out. We gathered our fishing equipment and ran to our car. We’ve never returned. This was about 25 years ago. I was in college at the time. Edit: the voices were in a deep lower tone. Clearly two different voices. Carrying on a conversation and arguing. It was very strange because it stopped once it heard us saying what we said
@@metalbandsrule Thank you for replying. I have a lot of Hmong brothers that I fish with. We're from MN, there's been times when we've all seen and heard creepy things too
i went there but i saw nothing. i did get a chill feeling though
I used to go fishing there with my buddies. We used to go all the time but stopped after we experienced something pretty scary.
What happened??
Michael Scott we used to fish late at night. Using moonlight. At a particular spot. The very big trouts liked to stay at that particular spot. We normally would get there right before it got dark. On this day it was just the two of us. We got there before dark and tried fishing for smaller trouts to kill time. Waiting for it to get dark.
While fishing and waiting for about 30 minutes , I started to hear two distinct voices arguing from some bushes. The voices got louder and louder to a point where I thought I was maybe becoming delusional. Or maybe it was in my head. Then my fishing buddy asked me if I was hearing the voices. We both realized that we were both hearing it.
In our culture our elders always tell us to tell the spirits (good or bad) that we come in peace, and mean no harm and will go in peace. The voices quickly died out. We gathered our fishing equipment and ran to our car. We’ve never returned. This was about 25 years ago. I was in college at the time.
Edit: the voices were in a deep lower tone. Clearly two different voices. Carrying on a conversation and arguing. It was very strange because it stopped once it heard us saying what we said
@@metalbandsrule Thank you for replying. I have a lot of Hmong brothers that I fish with. We're from MN, there's been times when we've all seen and heard creepy things too
they said that's the ghost of the hmong girl that drowned when her friends threw her into the lake
Millerton lake
It's a real story it happened in 1994,1996
witch restrooms? the first one seems to be at Millerton Lake
Brother hu kuv muaj qhia ib co rau koj piav rau peb tau mloog hauv lost lake
1994-95- kuv tseem nyob Fresno kuv mus uas siv lost lake ntau zaug tsis pom muaj dab tsis li as
tej zoom koj tsis muqj hmoo es koj thiaj li tsis pom xwb os
go inside one of the bathroom at night time
Kuv muaj kuv zaj thiab
..yauv UA li cas tiag hais kuv zaj ..nyob rau lub Lost lake no..
Hnub Xiong Lwm week hu rau kuv kuv mam piav tau kawg mas yog koj tsis xav li Cas
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puas kam muab koj zaj nram lost lake qjia kuv piav rau peb mloos mas
nej tu phom.ces nej mag police ntes lawm o kuv thaj ntsheeg o g xwb os dag
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