You see, dear reader, for the past months or so, one of my closest friends Jesse has been roaming the streets of Los Angeles with a camera. He is trying his hand at photography and like any good friend I have supported him. In fact he's one of the reasons why I opened an Instagram. As a consequence of this new found hobby of his, me and some friends have gone on several amazing adventures that include sight seeing and what not. But mostly just doing idiotic things on the streets of Los Angeles, especially downtown L.A. This adventure took place in a park near our neighborhood (for you see we live near each other). So it was Jesse, Baby Jesus, Itzel and myself and we found ourselves at Darby Park in Inglewood. It was around 8:30 p.m. that we were there.
Why were we there? I went to Target to do nothing really and we always cut through that park since it's the fastest and easiest way to get to Target. Jesse and myself included went to take some photos because that's the junk we do when we are bored and looking for adventure. On our way back I had the idea of stopping by the park and play in the kids play ground while taking photos.It was already dark since it was 8:30 p.m. (I should make a note that each of us ride and were carrying our skateboards or cruiser boards if you want to be more accurate.) And we did mess around for a while eating chips and drinking (soda!) and taking photos. Things we normal for a while until the lights that illuminate the park suddenly turned off (which is freaking creepy! Have you ever been in a children's playground at the dark?). Jesse and the others immediately become alert and start becoming uncomfortable while I continue eating my chips. Jesse and Baby Jesus start telling me that this exact thing happened the last time they were there and that a white truck randomly popped out of nowhere. As soon as they finish telling me this a truck suddenly appears out of nowhere. I get a little freaked out not because I think it's a ghost car, but because I thought it was the cops and we were drinking (soda!). All of us get low on the playground. Itzel hides in the slide while I lay flat on the stairs leading to the slide (I was lucky there was a wall covering me). Baby Jesus throws himself behind the slide on the floor and Jesse...well I don't know where he went. All I remember was me just hiding while trying to keep the white truck in sight. Then suddenly I feel a strong woosh! and I look around and I see Jesse. Running. Half way down the basketball courts. The idiot forgot his cruiser broad. (I should note that all the cruiser broads were laying next to me.) Next thing I know I see Itzel and Baby Jesus sprint after Jesse leaving me by myself. Those traitors. I look back to where the white truck is at...but surprisingly I see no white truck. There was nothing there. All the while I continue eating the chips I have with me. Because if I see something odd (and believe me I've seen a think or two) then I rather go out not hungry.
Since I see no truck anymore I grab my board and my backpack, not leaving the chips or my drink (soda!) and just book it to where my cowardly friends/traitors are hiding which wasn't far from the playground. As soon as I reach them the lights turn back on the playground. Jesse says this stuff isn't right and that we should get out of there. I laugh, meanwhile Itzel and Baby Jesus run back to the playground and get their boards as well as Jesse's cruiser board among the junk food we had. One of them cries out to look at the baseball field which stands right in front of the playground. There under the light stood a shadowy figure. None of us could tell any features from the figure so we all ran. I ran because I thought it was kind of freaky and our neighborhood is dangerous. We were halfway down the basketball courts when the lights suddenly turn off again. I turn back and I see the lone figure right behind us and the white truck suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I scream to run faster and get the hell out. We where half way out of the park when we all heard a scream. That really freaked us out. But by then we were out of the park skating across the street to our homes. We all stopped and turned back and looked towards the park. The lights where on and there was no sign of a figure or a white truck. My friend Jesse believes the park to be haunted and my other friends think there is something fishy going on there at Darby Park. I personally believe we drank too much (soda!) and that perhaps a park ranger was simply messing with us. That is the tale I have for you. If you believe it or not that it your problem not mine. But it did happen and three other people were with me.
Now there is something peculiar about the park itself. My friend Jesse once pointed out that there is a creepy message hidden in the park. Right by the exit of the park that leads to the street, there is a message written on the light poles that says "One way to heaven keep doing right." If that isn't creepy then what is? Why is that written on the light poles? Is this where they sell drugs? I don't know reader. But I do know there is something fishy about Darby Park and I would like to figure out more if only my friends weren't such wussies. Oh well. That is the tale I have for you. This really happened. Unfortunately no pictures of the ghost car were taken. Only one photo was taken that night by me. So below I'll post some pictures of the park during day light including, the creepy message written on the light poles and the peculair picture I took that night.
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|This was the only photo I took of that night and the only photo taken that night. This was right before we spotted the "ghost truck" We hide among this bars and slides.|
|A look at the entrance/exit we took when we fled that night towards the houses and the street.|
|Right in the middle of the field is where the lone figure appeared out of nowhere. The white "ghost truck" was in that field also.|
|The beginning of the creepy message: "One"|
|"Doing Right" End of the creepy message|
|The entrance to the park coming from the main street. This same entrance/exit is the one we ran out when we saw the "ghost car"|
|The playground where we all hide in fear and confusion.|