I am 19 years old. I live in Lufkin, TX. After getting tired of partying and getting in trouble all of the time, some friends and I have become interested in ghost hunting around our area. After hearing that there was a creepy old sawmill outside our surrounding area, six of my friends and I loaded up our flashlights and headed out.
After parking at the entrance to an old nature trail outside of Zavalla, TX we got out and headed towards the mill. The walk was quiet. There were no sounds in the woods and no moonlight. We arrived at four building set in the middle of the forest with nothing around. They had 20-foot ceilings and all that was left was the concrete structure.
The seven of us went through the first three buildings just messing around having fun. We entered the fourth building and the walls were covered in graffiti, all being very negative. Some pictures of Devils, etc.
After being in there for a while, rocks/ pieces of concrete started to fall, or so we thought. Soon we realized the rocks were hitting the wall before the ground leading us to the conclusion that they were being thrown. At this point, we got brave and decided to turn all of the flashlights off at once and stand against the back wall.
EVERY TIME we turned the flashlights off, a rock was thrown. We did this 10-12 times, all the same. We would quickly turn the lights on and nothing was there. Finally, we decided to leave the lights of for a longer time. This time, we heard something walking across the other end of the room stepping on beer cans and coke bottles. When we spotlighted that area, nothing was there. I had my girlfriend standing in front of me with my arms around her. Suddenly she jerked away and ran out of the room. We all turned our lights back on and ran out with her. She was mortified. She was wide-eyed, shaking, and wouldn't talk.
We decided it was time to leave. On the walk back down the trail, limbs kept falling from nowhere. In other words, there was no tree above it. At one point, a rock landed by my foot. To my knowledge, rocks don't fall from trees. They must be thrown.
When we got back to our truck, my girlfriend told us that something had grabbed her foot and tried to yank her away from me.
I also failed to mention that she was the only one there who has never been saved in church.
To sum it up, there was something in that room with us that we couldn't see that was throwing objects at us, not intending to injure us, but scare us. Is it possible that this was demonic activity? I don't know much about this ghost stuff, but I know that my experience was real and none of my friends could have possibly been behind it due to their orientation in the room and other factors.