Black Diamond Cemetery | Washington

This was, without a doubt, the creepiest cemetery experience I’ve ever had… and I loved every minute of it.

While I was planning my trip to Washington, I couldn’t pass up a visit to the state’s most haunted cemetery. The drive was just under two hours from Silverdale. As soon as we got into King County, things started getting weird. Unfortunately, we were on a race against the setting sun, so we didn’t have time to photograph the horrors we witnessed along the drive. The first thing we noticed was a Victorian mansion on the side of the road. There was a couch sitting in front covered in glass dolls, and a sign advertising that you could have tea with the dolls … Then we had to drive on this really dark and windy road for about 8 miles. The trees were overgrown to the point where you couldn’t see the sky. The canopies were keeping the sunlight from reaching the road, so it felt like it was night. There was an old abandoned bridge on the side of the road and a bunch of abandoned buildings. About halfway down the road, we saw a sign nailed to a telephone pole that just said “handyman”, followed by a phone number. Noelle and I both concluded that it was put there by a serial killer. Right around this time, we noticed a white van following us (and that was the only living soul we saw in the whole area).

Things only got scarier when we made it to the cemetery. After walking around for a few minutes, we began to hear a chainsaw and very loud screaming coming from the nearby houses. Eventually the chainsaw and the screaming both stopped… at the same time. A few minutes later, we could hear what sounded like a woman singing something Tiny Tim-esque being played on a gramophone. As we strolled through the graves, we were both on the alert, convinced that an axe murder was sure to jump out of the surrounding pines at any moment.

I have a theory that Victorian-era cemeteries are the most haunted due to that generation’s deep interest in Spiritualism. That theory seems to align with this particular cemetery.

Black Diamond was a mining town during the 1800’s, and visitors have reported hearing whistling, smelling strange smells, and seeing the dead miners’ lanterns swinging in the fog. A few have also reported seeing an apparition of a white horse. I can’t claim to have experienced any of these, but Noelle and I were both overcome with a feeling of unease that neither of us had ever experienced before. It was awesome. And terrifying. And awesome.

I found an instagram account run by a couple of ghost hunters, and they posted a video of an EVP they took at Black Diamond Cemetery. I don’t know if I believe that it’s real, but it gave me chills.

One thing you’ll notice when visiting any Victorian cemetery is the frequent amount of children’s graves. Thanks to the lack of sanitation, poor nutrition, and the many rampant diseases, only two in every 10 babies born would live until their second birthdays.

And, of course, we just had to take a few etherial, death-inspired portraits.

As the sun finally set, we rushed back to the car because the strange noises were starting up again and we were extremely creeped out.

Someday I will return to Black Diamond, and I will use this horrifying experience as inspiration for a short film. Mark my words.

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