Last year, during the summer in July to be exact, I visited the Catfish Plantation restaurant in Waxahatchie. It was known for notable hauntings, and paranormal phenomenon. Basically, its an old haunted house turned into a theme restaurant. Me, being very interesting in paranormal incidents, I had to visit this restaurant. It was me and three of my girl friends, sitting at a small table enjoying the spooky environment, hearing tales and legends of the place from our waitress.
Sarah, one of my friends looked at the waiter and said, "I don't believe this, ghosts aren't real..." Our waitress stared at her in utter confusion, "Well if you don't believe in ghosts then go around the property and take some pictures and look around, I'll be damned if you don't find something that will make you believe this place is haunted..." Well, that's exactly what all of us did, we took out our cameras and searched the place.
One of the strange things we came across was a white smokey figure that was found in one of my other friends, Carly's, camera. It was a picture of a glass case that contained T-shirts. We all figured it had to be a smudge on the glass that showed up on film that way. Well carly walked over and took at picture of the same glass, and to our surprise, the smokey figure was gone.
But this is where the story gets strange. Before leaving the restaurant we took a picture at the front, of all four of us. In the background was a window, and it is said that you can normally see a ghost of an old woman. When we got in the car we zoomed in the window to see exactly that. A blurry figure of a woman. We were all shocked and couldn't wait to show everyone.
We arrived at my house and I ran inside with the camera to show my dad (who is very superstitious and loves the supernatural.) I showed him the picture and he said to me, "You know, whatever is on that film may not like for you to bring it home, I would delete it..." At that moment we heard a loud crash came from the closet. Four shelves in the closet had fallen. These shelved were glued to the walls, let alone nailed to them. "Delete the pictures, now..." Said my dad. "I told you, whatever was in that picture followed you home and didn't like you having that picture..."
I deleted the pictures and nothing has happened since.
As for my friends who still have the pictures, they have told me the same things have happened, stuff falling unexplainably, and things being thrown down an broken.
And sarah, she believes in ghosts now.