The Little Ghost Boy in Berwick
by Kristina Taylor
Hey, My name is Kristina I'm 13 years old and have been born and raised in Berwick. Well, on 11th st. there is a little church yard with a bunch of trees like a forest and at the same time every single night around 3:35 A.M. a little boy appears from the woods and walks to the middle of the church yard. Then when he gets out into the open anyone who is near enough can hear the poor boy crying for his mother and father.
I know about him because me and my two friends, Dez and Morgan, got permission to camp out there for the night. Well, we didn't know about him before that night so we freaked out when he disappeared. Well, when it was around 9:27 we finished setting up our camping things. We set up our stuff closest to my house, which is not even a block away from where we were because i live on 11th st.(i know the exact time because i was wearing a watch) so to pass the time we decided to make up little stories about what's out in the woods, like Morgan was saying about how there could be deer (and there are) or maybe some skunks. Well, we finally got ready for bed around midnight so we went into the tent to sleep. That's when Dez woke us up about her hearing twigs breaking Morgan said that it might be a deer so we all looked out the little screen window in the direction of the sounds. But when we looked out the window we didn't see anything. So at that moment i decided to look at my watch. It said 3:35!
That's when i heard dez take a sharp intake of breath which caused me to look up, that's when i saw a little boy the first thing that came to my head was,"Why is there a little boy in the church yard in the middle of the night?" that's when i got a closer look at him: He had a Kind of dark tan shirt and a pair of jean overalls on. It looked like he had blond hair and he looked around the age of 7 or 8. But when i looked at his face features, his eyes were like dark empty sockets. That's when i realized that, that isn't a boy that's a ghost boy!! So we just watched him walk to the middle of the field that's when we could hear him whimpering then out of nowhere he screamed and yelled,"Mama!! Father! where are you!!" then he ran back to the same way he came out of the woods. That's when Dez, Morgan, and me looked at each other and started talking about what we just saw that's when i looked at my watch and it said only 3:40. I couldn't believe it! only five minutes had past, to me it seemed to last hours of staring at a poor little boy yelling for his parents.
Sometime during the night we must have fallen asleep because when i opened my eyes i saw Morgan sitting up and looking out the same window that we saw the little boy. Well when Dez woke up we told her that we had decided that we're going to stay here again tonight to see if the little ghost boy was a ghost that does the same thing over and over again. So that night the same thing happened again. Eventually we all went home and told our parents what happened that's when they told there co-workers that's when the word got out that Berwick is home to a little ghost boy looking for his parents. Ever since that night i always wondered what happens when you die. And i wish that i don't end up like that poor little boy still looking for his long lost parents every single night and not ever seeing them.