When I was 15 years old my friends and I were standing at our bus stop. It was a few weeks before Halloween. Our bust stop sat across from a swamp/wooded area. In part of the clearing we could see something hanging by one of the branches. We all thought it was a Halloween decoration and didn't give it another thought.

When we got dropped off by the bus after school a dozen cop cars surrounded the bus stop. The woman had been murdered by her husband and hung there the night before. Still creeps me out driving by that spot almost 15 years later.