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I am 18 years old and I have lived in the Maurice / Meaux, Louisiana area since I was in the 6th grade (11 years old). I used to live off of Hwy. 92 while I was in high school, the same highway that Ray's Quickstop is on. I've had many strange occurrences in this small village. Not too long ago I was driving down hwy. 167 (Johnston St. ) which is the main highway that runs through Maurice, the only one in fact, and my car started to give me trouble. It was a little past midnight and the only cars that are ever on the road at that time of night are some of the usual people who go to the City Bar or Blaise's (two bars located in Maurice) and the two cops who will stop you if you dare to speed. I had just passed the Gulf coast bank and all of the sudden the radio in my car just started going to different channels and eventually stopped on an oldies station. I could not really make out the music at first b/c there was so much static, but it started to clear up a bit and I knew what it was.
The song ''stand by me'' by Ben E. King started to play. It was raining a bit, and started to pound harder to the point where I had to stop on the side of the road in the como's bar parking lot (right across the street from ray's quickstop).There were no cars in the parking lot at the time. I began to get a little bit freaked out not only b/c of that particular song that came on the radio, but the weather was horrible, and this strange figure was walking up to my car. I tried to start my car to drive away but for some reason, it just would not crank. This guy had long black stringy hair, pale skin, dark eyes, and was also very skinny. He walked with a limp as well. He came over and started to knock on my window, and all I could do was say ''please go away I do not know you! '' and he looked into my window and said ''mam I only want to help''.
Well I figured that Maurice is such a speed trap of a town and the cops are always close to the bars this late at night, if I scream the cops and everyone else will come running. So I opened my car door and he asked me to pop the hood. So of course I popped the hood for him he stood there for a couple of minutes and then asked me to crank my car and step on the gas a bit, and it worked, luckily! He walked over to me and asked me if he could have a ride and because he helped me out I figured I owed him that so I told him to get in and I'd bring him where he wanted to go. He told me he wanted to go the cemetery in Maurice to visit someone that he hadn't seen in quite some time. Of course I thought that was odd considering what the weather was like and the fact that it's past midnight and he wanted to go to a cemetery but I figured the sooner I got him there the sooner he'd be out of my car. Before we got to the cemetery he'd asked me my name and I told him and then I asked him what his was.
He said his name was ''Tobias Franklinton''. Weird right? Hah if you only knew. Anyways, we got to the cemetery and he said thanks and stepped out of my car. I was curious to see what he would do so I sat idle for a few moments and watched him walk away. He passed a few gravestones and stopped at one, kneeled down on one leg, and stared for about a minute or so. He must have known I was still there even though I had my lights off because he turned around, looked at me, and waved. In that instance he disappeared. I completely freaked out and drove away. But the next day I drove over to the cemetery and found the plot that he had kneeled over. It read ''Tobias Franklinton- loving son who will be missed terribly'' born December 21,1888- died March 14, 1935.That means he died almost 75 years ago. All I can say is that I'll never stop for anyone again. - Ghost picture submitted by Ashley

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