When I was 12 we moved into a new house. It was built on a piece of land across Isner Creek. The first night I stayed there, I heard the sound of drums. I looked out my window and saw nothing. The next day was the anniversary of the battle of Rich Mountain. That night I was outside on the bridge by my house when I saw a small group of men dressed in civil war uniforms marching through the creek. When I said something they stopped marching and disappeared. Every night of the year I can hear them march from my window. Now I am just used to it. They don’t hurt anyone so it’s no big deal.
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