Ghost Stories from Louisiana

 

The Haunting Of The Myrtles Plantation — St. Francisville, La

## Chapter One – The Eerie Introduction

In the heart of old Louisiana, the Myrtles Plantation broods under a blanket of spanish moss, its ancient oaks standing like gnarled sentinels guarding a monstrous relic of a bygone era. Erected in 1796, the site has witnessed the passage of more than two centuries and has been the silent protagonist of joy, pain, birth, death, love, and disdain. The antebellum plantation house bears the reputation as one of the most haunted places in America, its antiquated structure reverberating with echoes of a past that refuses to remain buried.

This grand dame of the south is no stranger to the inexplicable. The house teems with uncanny events beyond our comprehension, and the estate pulses under the weight of secrets only it can tell. Unseen hands have been known to move objects with invisible fingers, whispers roam the halls in the depth of night, and spectral figures cast diffused shadows in corners unseen.

## Chapter Two – The Woeful Advent of Chloe

Out of the spectral procession, a forlorn figure stands out, her tale twisting the knife further into the Plantation’s haunted heart. This is Chloe – burdened to wander as a tragic relic of the antebellum past, a disquieting reminder of a world where human beings were owned and forcibly tamed.

As a once enslaved woman, Chloe’s life was one of subjugation and dread. History paints Chloe as a victim of a capricious act of power: a piece of her ear was sheared off, punishment for a transgression deemed minor by any decent standards. Humiliated and burning with a subdued rage, Chloe carried herself with an air of defiance and wore a green turban, which concealed her mutilated ear but not the wounded pride.

## Chapter Three – Revenge as Cold as a Phantom’s Touch

Like a plot from a bone-chilling novel, Chloe is thought to have sought revenge in the most insidious manner. She was said to have poisoned the very family she was forced to serve, resulting in the death of two innocent children and their mother.

Now, a spectral wraith of her mortal self, Chloe is said to roam the grounds, an embodiment of desolation, an echo of the abject despair of one enslaved. Her ghostly image with the green turban is a fixture in the plantation, observed in haunted tours and spectral photography, leaving guests unnerved and tragedians intrigued.

## Chapter Four – The Undying Visitor

Present-day guests to the Plantation report numerous encounters with the wandering soul, a blip in the noise of reality that has taken up permanent residence in their thoughts. Unease seizes them in Chloe’s vicinity, their skin prickled with the cold touch of the supernatural. They would see her meandering aimlessly, forever tethered to the land where her tale was viciously unfolded, a spectral manifestation that continues to keep the plantation eternally haunted.

## Chapter Five – Chloe’s Eternal Walk

Today, the Myrtles Plantation stands firm, its roots deep into the terrain steeped in history. Little by little, it surrenders to time, the woodwork creaking, the walls aging, yet it remains a beacon drawing curious souls who seek the thrill of encountering the uncanny. Chloe, a testament to a darker era, continues her ghostly walk, haunting the plantation and reminding us of the terrifying blend of inhumanity, revenge, and sorrow.

The eternal plantation house, its ghosts, and especially the spectral figure of Chloe, donning her green turban, combine to make a visit to the Myrtles a spine-chilling journey, a dip into a supernatural world that Stephen King might approve of, a haunt that urges us to ask, “what exactly propels Chloe’s spectral existence?” but dares us to stay long enough to discover.

The Haunting Of The Myrtles Plantation — St. Francisville, La