When I was 17 I was hanging out with my friends. We were talking and decided to go to a ghost farm. We heard so many stories about this farm and that it was haunted. When we got there it was so dark, we couldn’t see anything. We brought our flashlights from the car and started walking towards the farm. We were so anxious, even stepping on the tree branches frightened us. Once we got to the farm we didn’t know how we were going to get it. The wind started to get more aggressive and we were all scared. At this point we didn’t know whether we were going to go in the farm or not. We decided since we came all the way, we’d do what we came to do. We found a window on the side of the farm that was broken out. We climbed through the window, and we were all standing inside. There was dirt everywhere, old hay. The whole place smelled disgusting, we could barely take the smell. We were walking around when all of us heard a voice, someone saying leave now. We frantically started looking all around us, but saw nothing. Then, we heard the voice say it again. We all ran for the window and jumped out. We ran as fast as we could to the car, and got out of there. We never went back again.