I'll never forget this...
Around 2 years ago, my family (and a friend of mine) visited Gettysburg, Pa, one of the bloodiest sites of the Civil War. My friend and I walked around town, taking in the beautiful sites. We came across a museum of various Civil War-era items, such as a soldier's uniform, a musket, and other various trinkets. I talked to the man behind the counter. At this time was when I started getting interested in the paranormal, and I was chatting with the guy, asking him about experiences he may have had. He told me when he was walking through the woods, he could see a faint soldier hiding in bushes, and once he could hear the sound of a drummer boy's drum, beating rhythmically. Then he told me if I fired a gun in the field, I might get a reaction. I shuddered, a result of my fear and excitement mixing together.
So, I decided to buy a cap-gun (considering it wouldn't be likely I could get my hands on a real gun) and set off to the field. By now the wind carried a chill, and my friend was getting antsy. We walked through the path, and faintly, I could hear the trot of a horse. My friend decided it was probably a re-enactment, and I grew disappointed. I really had wanted to fire the cap-gun, just to see what would happen, and it might not be possible if the field is already in use. But by the time we got there, there were only a few people on the field, at the east and west sides.
I and my friend decided to run farther in toward the middle to fire the cap-gun, just to get the highest chance for effect.
And when we counted to 3, pulled the trigger, and waited anxiously, I'll never forget that POP! I hoped we would get something, but a gunshot? I and my friend ran so fast out of the field our legs were ready to fall off by the time we stopped. The people that were already there ran too, easily hearing the shot.