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		<title>By: Steven</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2012 04:56:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>There is a beautiful old mill site near where I live in Missouri. They have a Civil War Re-enactment there every uemmsr commemorating the Union attack on the Mill. No one knows how many were killed. I never had any bad feelings there until I decided I needed to clear my head and went when no one else was around.  I parked my car and crossed the pasture in front of the mill to stand by the clear water stream when suddenly I had an overwhelming urge to run   panic overcame me as I sprinted across the open field to get to the car. I remember locking the car doors and driving off as fast as the dirt path would allow. I have been back since, to re-enactments, without panic and have researched all I can find but still have no explanation. Was it a ghostly threat, or was someone hiding there in the woods?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There is a beautiful old mill site near where I live in Missouri. They have a Civil War Re-enactment there every uemmsr commemorating the Union attack on the Mill. No one knows how many were killed. I never had any bad feelings there until I decided I needed to clear my head and went when no one else was around.  I parked my car and crossed the pasture in front of the mill to stand by the clear water stream when suddenly I had an overwhelming urge to run   panic overcame me as I sprinted across the open field to get to the car. I remember locking the car doors and driving off as fast as the dirt path would allow. I have been back since, to re-enactments, without panic and have researched all I can find but still have no explanation. Was it a ghostly threat, or was someone hiding there in the woods?</p>
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