What do you think about this?
High in the mountains on the eastern edge of California sits Bodie, once a roaring gold mining town of as many as ten thousand people, with saloons, opium dens, and enough violence that it earned a fearsome reputation. When the gold ran out, people left, often in a hurry, and the town simply froze.
Today Bodie is preserved in what the state calls arrested decay. Walk in and you find tables still set, goods still on the store shelves, curtains still hanging in the windows, all slowly weathering under a huge open sky. And then there is the curse. For decades, visitors who pocket a nail, a bottle, a shard of glass as a souvenir have mailed the items back, sometimes years later, with letters begging forgiveness and describing the run of bad luck that followed them home. The park rangers keep a thick file of these letters. Here is the twist. Staff say a ranger invented the curse years ago to stop people pocketing pieces of the town, and it worked far better than he ever intended.
Could it be that a place abandoned in a hurry holds onto what was left, and pushes back when you try to carry a piece of it away?
A guilty conscience and coincidence, or a real Bodie curse? What do you think follows people home from that town?





