My experience with the gates of hell has been a very eye opening and somewhat amazing experience that is hard to believe even happened in the series of events that it did. I believe all things happen for a reason, and the syncronicity of these events have even further convince me that this is true.
Me and three friends decided to go to the cemetery one night just out of boredom. Problem is I had taken some klonopins before we left (I won't go into it but reality is when I take those I become possessed) or as others would say, blacked out and remembered nothing about the experience of going there that night with my three friends.
Fast forward to a few nights later I'm outside talking on the phone walking around my driveway. All of a sudden I see something I will never forget. A green ball of light appeared very close to me in the air. It was there only for a brief moment however it got my attention. I mentioned it to a couple people and dismissed it as something strange that I just happened to catch a glimpse of.
Well a few days later one of the three friends calls out of nowhere and asks if I want to go back to the gates of hell, and I did want to because I had no memory of going the first time and really wanted to see it. So we go during the day, nothing strange happened I just took a few pictures and we left.
This however caused me to sort of become a lil hooked on the place so I looked into the history and lure of the cemetry. And what caught my eye was the fact that one of the biggest ghost stories of what is witnessed at the gates of hell is a GREEN ORB that flies upward and away. Since this matched what I saw (except mine sort of went downward then dissipated) me and my friend decided to go again this time at 3am.
It was very foggy and the feel and energy of the moment really was coming together but I couldn't believe what happened next. We were ten minutes or so away from reaching the gates of hell when me and my friends conversation led to her telling me that on the first night we had originally went, the night I have no memory of even to this moment, she tells me the most important part of this whole situation. She says while I was possessed high on the klonopins that I was going around bashing tombstones, knocking them over and trying to destroy the graveyard. I have made the mistake on klonopins for years in the past and know that when I hear these types of stories that its true and my demon was in control. But this put the story together.
I disrespected the tombstones at the gates of hell cemetery so the GREEN ORB followed me home and made sure it got my attention! I realize this ten minutes before we are about to be there! This went from what was going to be a cool ghost hunt attempt, to all of a sudden me taking very seriously that all things happen for a reason and I needed to make peace with whatever I pissed off.
We got there and it was dead silent. We parked the car, and turned it off. Fog surrounded the car for a bit as I sat inside and observed my surroundings. While I was concerned with physical people or physical in general (I read about rituals being done there, or stories of "rednecks" chasing people off) the fog surrounded the car and slowly disappeared as if the fog observed and checked us out.
When I finally stepped out the car the fog was completely gone and it was dead silent. My friend was terrified lol so she stayed in the car. I actually had my head on straight with no fear at all, which I am proud that I managed to do this. I wanted to try and make things right with whatever GREEN ORB type entity that was trying to get my attention at my house, which I assume was a sign of anger and disappointment.
(When I research what the color green is supposed to mean in terms of orbs its says friendly, and healing. However it seems to be based off the aura colors so probably not correct. Would be awesome if anyone knows if there is a reason for it being green)
So I felt I needed to put out the energy of love, and asking for forgiveness. However in the middle of me trying to explain myself I started to hear something moving in the woods. You have to understand it was dead silent. Then the footsteps breaking the sticks in the woods moved towards me and since I was unarmed and unprepared for any sort of conflict I went quickly to the car and told my friend to get the out of there.
She kind of drove a little wild trying to get out of there as she was startled however we got out safe and sound. She did however mention feeling a presence that was attached to the car. I didn't feel anything.
As I researched a little more I noticed something that is called the spook, who runs people off from the gates of hell which I figure seems to be what happened. I am worried that I may not have done or finished whatever I was supposed to do too fix the situation. I can only pray that everything has worked out the way it was supposed to. My late night tip, don't mess with the Gates of Hell the Kasey Cemetery in Elizabethtown Ky.