In the summer of 2012 I was riding my bike with a friend. I hit a bump going down a steep hill and fell over the handlebars and thought I had broken my camera that was in my backpack. The camera luckily, was fine. I was pretty beat up from the fall, but aside from it, I had a very weird feeling the entire time.
It had literally felt like I was pushed off the bike, rather then just fallen. The two photos that you see above were taken right after my fall. The first, you notice something peering at the right bottom of the frame. And the second my tiring to stop the bleeding from my finger, you notice something crouched on my left.
These are unedited, straight from the SD card. I have no idea what was behind me or what to think.
I had just found theses again on my hard drive and thought I’d share them. I was always terrified to look at them. Until now.
I was told by a friend a few weeks later that my accident had occurred while I was riding on old Native American burial ground.
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