Cementerio General In La Paz’s huge,
city-sized cemetery, the deceased are stored in rows of apartment-like
In the Bolivian
capital of La Paz, overcrowding is not restricted to the living. The city’s
cemeteries are so full that that a crypt in the biggest one, the Cementerio
General, is only reserved for 10 years, after which the remains need to be
cremated and collected by the deceased’s family, or stored in a smaller space.
Since its establishment in 1826, the Cementerio General,
located between the city’s historic center and El Alto, has grown so much in
size that it resembles a city in itself. Spread over 1.5 miles, the equivalent
of 15 city blocks, the predominant sites are rows of individual concrete
compartments, each set in structures over four stories high.
The compact tombs stacked one above another are framed by
a shrine covered with glass, which are decorated with flowers, photos, and
other mementos that are placed there by bereaved families. These are added with
the help of ladders to aid the deceased’s journey into the afterlife, and are
part of a tradition where death is seen a continuation of life.
The building facades painted with colorful murals frame
an intricate series of alleys, where relatives organize parties, lunches, and
family gatherings in front of their loved ones, and even play songs to the
dead. The cemetery becomes even more boisterous during the “Day of the Dead”
festivities, where each family visits their beloved relatives and spends the
entire day there, feasting and celebrating.
This colorful exterior masks the cemetery’s problems that
are continually exacerbated by its rapid expansion and huge demand. Many people
are buried without order and documents, and others are evicted if cemetery fees
have not been paid. If fee deadlines are missed or cannot be met, the bodies
are sometimes removed and cannot be traced.
Kerr City is one of Florida’s many ghost towns. Time
seems to have stopped at the lonely post office, and its very few visitors have
a distinct otherworldly feeling.
Back in the day, Kerr City was not on a promising path.
Serving merely as a stop for people traveling to Ocala, it’s not surprising
that most of the people who lived there abandoned it during the great freeze at
the end of the 19th century.
Yet, not all of them left. The one person to remain
bought the surrounding land and Kerr City was privately owned, but the public could
visit up until 2014.
Today, Kerr City is not available to the public. But if
the road takes you to the area, you will be in for a shock.
upon a mysterious graveyard near Kerr City Florida
“We wanted to see Kerr City,” our source told us,
wrapping her hands around herself. “But, when it turned out the city was
closed, we decided just to hike around, maybe look for a place to stay.”
Her boyfriend had insisted on bringing a tent with them
for some old-school camping.
“It was just after midday,” she said. “We drove north,
and then we took a right turn and another left.”
Parking the car, they got out and walked, despite the
heat and the humidity. But, angry mosquitoes were the least of their problems.
“Suddenly, the path just stopped. A dead end.”
She wanted to leave. The area just gave her the creeps.
But, her boyfriend wanted to continue. He managed to find the path. It had
disappeared into the trees and the bushes. “It was as if no one had walked the
path in years.” As they moved on, it got darker. In Florida, mid-day darkness
usually means rain is on the horizon.
Not this time.
When they reached the small clearing, tearing through the
overgrowth and the greenery, the encountered a sight straight out of their
“It was a cemetery,” she said. “Small headstones,
arranged in neat little columns.” She did not count them, but she reckons there
were at least 20 graves. “I couldn’t see the names on them.”
As they turned to leave, they saw them.
“Shadows rising from the ground,” she said. “It was as if
they sucked the air out of my lungs.”
Her boyfriend grabbed her hand. They stood there as the
shadows loomed closer, as the air got thicker. As they started coughing,
sputtering, choking, the smell of smoke filling their nostrils. And then, the
And the shadows were gone. Ella and her boyfriend
realized they were standing at the dead end. It was sunny.
Victims of a
natural disaster might be lingering by their gravestones
That’s the assumption of people whose ancestors lived in
Kerr City. According to the legend, there was a natural disaster in the area
long before there was a town.
Nothing is known today about it. It could have been a
fire, or it could have been a flood, depending on who you listen to. Many
believe that it was fire. A part of the forest went ablaze one night, and a
group of people who were travelling together died where they’d camped in the
middle of the woods.
So, they were buried together, and the cemetery has been
avoided ever since. But the victims have remained. And you might see them if
you take the path north of Kerr City Florida.
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Our third trip up to central city was definitely more interesting than the first two. It was snowing pretty hard so we stayed in the car for the most part. The gate was closed so we stayed just outside the gate. We definitely felt like something was with us so we took out our pendulum to talk to them.
They told us that there were five spirits with us. Four of them said that they were negative and wanted to hurt us. One wouldn’t really tell us anything. It then seemed like one spirit in particular took over the pendulum. We asked him how old he was and he told us 51. We then asked him what his name was and he told us “I HAVE NO NAME”. If that wasn’t creepy I didn’t know what was.
It wasn’t until the following week when we came back during the day and found the grave of an unknown man who was 51 that did of it make sense.
We started seeing shadows pass by the car and our flashlights started to freak out and not work. We sat there for a while until larissa had said that she felt like she needed to get out. Miranda decided to go with her. They both got out of the car and hopped the fence and started walking towards the gate.
Something didn’t feel right whatsoever. I took out my pendulum and decided to ask the spirits here what they were doing. I asked them if they made them get out of the car and they told me yes. At this point I almost couldn’t see their flashlights anymore. I then asked the spirits if something was trying to hurt them and my stomach dropped when they responded with a yes. We saw that larissa and miranda had made it to the cemetery gate and stood there for a minute. I then saw their flashlights face me and they came running back. When they reached the car they had said that something kept growling at them the closer they got.
We asked the pendulum if it was the man with no name trying to make them go in. It told us yes. We then asked if he wanted to hurt them and he said yes. When we asked how he told us “LOST”. We didn’t really understand what that meant then. After visiting his grave we saw that he was lost for quite a bit of time and it all made sense. We didn’t feel comfortable being there anymore so we left shortly after this encounter.
The first time we ever went up to central city we couldn’t find the entrance to the cemeteries anywhere. It simply seemed like they didn’t exist. We drove around for almost an hour trying to find them but it just wasn’t working.
The following time we went up there was a few weeks ago. We went into the cemetery and things just didn’t feel right. Larissa who was driving, was driving a brand new SUV (and by brand new I mean she bought it and drove it off the lot less than a week prior) and kept having her car act up. It kept starting and stopping at weird points where nothing she did could have possibly made it happen. When we got out of the car and walked into the cemetery we kept hearing weird noises from all around us. We didn’t get that deep before we heard what I could only describe as a high pitched growl. Unsure of what it was and hearing things prior we didn’t think it was a good idea to continue. We walked out of the cemetery and left for the evening.