In Missouri, the land remembers every sin. The hills groan with old blood, and the rivers run dark with forgotten sorrow. Ghost stories are not just whispered here — they are lived, stitched into the bones of the abandoned mines, the crumbling ghost towns, and the endless woods that swallow the unwary. Spirits twisted by rage and betrayal drift through the mist, and in the deep hollows where the sun never quite reaches, the land itself feels cursed — watching, waiting. In Missouri, it’s not just the dead you have to fear — it’s the ground you walk on.

Ghost Stories and Scary American Folklore from Across the United States