Haunted Places
 

Alicia’s Pillow

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Alicia’s Pillow is a scary fictional story about a young girl who is struck down by a mysterious illness. It is inspired by an old horror story from Uruguay written by Horacio Quiroga.

There was a young girl named Alicia who moved, with her parents, to a new town. They rented a big, old house that was sparsely furnished. Alicia slept in the downstairs bedroom while her parents slept upstairs.

After they had been living there a few weeks, Alicia’s parents noticed that she was growing very thin. As the days went on, her health seemed to get worse and worse. Then, the poor girl came down with some mysterious illness and being so weak she was confined to her bed.

The doctor came to examine her and he told her parents that she was suffering from an extreme case of anemia. All she needed was some rest, and fluids he said, and soon she would be as good as new.

However, despite what the doctor said, Alicia’s condition continued to get worse and worse. Her skin was grey and pallid, her cheeks were sunken and there were dark circles around her eyes. She felt so weak she couldn’t even sit up anymore.

Her parents were distraught and had no idea what to do. While Alicia slept in her bed, her mother and father paced back and forth restlessly, wondering what could be the cause of her mysterious illness.

Day by day and hour by hour, the poor girl grew worse and worse. She was so weak, she could barely move at this point . Alicia was fading fast and the life was ebbing from her veins. She was deathly pale and her body was shriveled and withering away. She started to have hallucinations and began screaming out in terror and babbling incoherently in a weak voice.

Finally, Alicia lost consciousness and then later died. Her parents were inconsolable. They held a funeral service and buried their beloved daughter in the town cemetery.

The day after the funeral, Alicia’s mother was stripping the sheets off her daughter’s bed when she noticed something on the pillow. There were two red stains in the white material. When she picked up the pillow, she noticed it was unusually heavy, so she called her husband to come and take a look at it.

As the parents examined the pillow closely, the mother suddenly let out a scream. She felt something moving inside it. The father fetched a knife and slit open the pillow, emptying the feathers out on the floor.

As the parents watched in horror, something crawled out of the pile of feathers, slowly moving its hairy legs. It was a monstrous black spider, so swollen with blood that they could scarcely make out its mouth.

Night after night, as Alicia lay in bed, this hairy abomination had been stealthily sucking all of the blood from her body and slowly draining her life away.


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Spirits from the Speakeasy

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I didn’t know that’s what it was called until much later. I was living in a house in Laguna Beach that had been there since the 1920s. In it’s history, it had been a speakeasy, a brothel and a house for smuggling illegal immigrants.

One day, my new wife and I were having an argument. I can’t even recall what it was about. She walked down the block to get a cup of coffee and cool off, and I was alone in the house. The way the place was built was incredibly haphazard. There was a bedroom and living room on one side, then a bathroom with two entrances. On the other side of the bathroom was a hallway that had windows in one side and two bedrooms on the other. From my bedroom, I could look across the hall into the bathroom, then through the bathroom and down the other hall. I was standing at my dresser, and I just noticed movement out the corner of my eye, and looked down there. There was… and honest to god, this gives me goose bumps just typing it, 17 years later, a black figure. It was maybe three feet tall, and it was only vaguely humanoid. it looked like black scribbles, like someone had scribbled a human shape, but the scribbles moved, like electricity arcing, that’s the best way to describe it.

There was no sound that I could remember. I distinctly remember when I saw it I wasn’t afraid, just like, WTF? Then it noticed me looking at it. I can’t say it turned around, it just, focused on me I guess. THEN I was scared. I didn’t move, didn’t scream, nothing, I was just frozen, because it just fucking came at me, it RUSHED down the hall towards me. I have no idea what it intended, but as soon as it entered the bathroom, the door closest to me just SLAMMED shut on it. I screamed. I yelled for my wife. She wasn’t home. I went outside, into the daylight, and didn’t go back in until she got home about 10 minutes later.

I don’t believe in ghosts. I don’t believe I saw something supernatural, but I know I saw something. I don’t know what it was.


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Haunted Places, Honoring the Dead
 

Tear Catchers – For Those In Mourning

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According to legend tear bottles were prevalent in ancient Roman times, when mourners filled small glass vials or cups with tears and placed them in burial tombs as symbols of love and respect. Sometimes women were even paid to cry into “cups”, as they walked along the mourning procession. Those crying the loudest and producing the most tears received the most compensation, or so the legend goes. The more anguish and tears produced, the more important and valued the deceased person was perceived to be.The bottles used during the Roman era were lavishly decorated and some measured up to four inches in height.

In ancient Persia it is said that when a sultan returned from battle, he checked his wives’ tear catchers to see who among them had wept in his absence and missed him the most.

Tear bottles reappeared during the Victorian period of the 19th century, when those mourning the loss of loved ones would collect their tears in bottles ornately decorated with silver and pewter. Special stoppers allowed the tears to evaporate. When the tears were gone, the mourning period would end.

However, the truth is perhaps somewhat different as most historians and archaeologists believe that these so-called “tear bottles” contained oily substances, perhaps fragrant ointments used as libations or to anoint the dead. Oddly enough, this theory was known well before modern chemical analyses, but so ingrained was the idea that these ancient bottles were “tear catchers,” that people simply chose to ignore the facts and believe the romantic Victorian idea that they were tear catchers. The myth likely began with archaeologists and an oddly chosen term. Small glass bottles were often found in Greek and Roman tombs, and early scholars romantically dubbed them lachrymatories or tear bottles.

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Haunted Places, User Submitted
 

Urban legend: Curse of the faceless woman Lost in time

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Lost in time, this story is told, about a woman, dark and bold.
She walks the streets on a foggy night, with a hood on her head to hide from sight.

Her story starts one summer’s eve, beside the lake an evil deed.
A thief stole her daughter’s life, and filled her soul with pain and strife.

On a moonlit night along the shore, two young lovers walked and more.
In each other’s arms that night, they talked of love and held on tight.

In the morning they were found, their hands and feet with rope were bound.
Eyes wide open a vacant stare, their souls are gone and no ones there.

The police did search for the one, an evil deed to be undone.
In vain, they search to no avail, their efforts weak, lost, and pale.

A mother’s heart broken and splayed, a debt to justice went unpaid.
She walked the streets at night alone, to make the sinners pay and atone.

She searched the shores by day and night, a vain attempt to make things right.
And then one early morning dawn, she was found her spirit gone.

On foggy night’s times untold, she walks the streets dark and bold.
She only walks the streets at night, within the fog to hide her flight.

All clad in black she walks alone, an evil soul she’ll make atone.
She walks among the star-less night, sometimes seen beneath the bright streetlight.

All children know to be aware, least they see her standing there.
They hurry home at the approach of night, sure that they would die at her sight.

So in the night if you should see, a woman in black, listen to me.
Look not at her face I say, or with your soul you shall pay.


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Ohio
 

Marietta Castle – Marietta, OH

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The Castle in Marietta, Ohio, has become a local landmark known for hosting the “Traditions of Halloween” event that details The Castle’s many strange occurrences. Its a large home built in the Gothic Revival style, The home was originally built in 1855 by abolitionist attorney Melvin C. Clarke, who only lived there for three years. At that point, he sold the property to John Newton, a businessman connected to the Marietta Bucket Factory. Newton turned the estate into a grand spot for entertainment and personal pleasure. When he died in 1886, the property was sold to newspaper publisher E.W. Nye for $7,000.

Eventually, the house was inherited by Nye’s unmarried granddaughter, Jessie Davis Lindsay Jessie Davis Lindsay was 55 when she became owner castle and slowly becoming a recluse. There was rumors about her being a witch. It was her home until 5 days before her 100th birthday, February 14, 1974.

Many years later, the city of Marietta took ownership of The Castle as a historic landmark, the Castle, now on the National Register of Historic Places is opened to the public. But disturbing reports began to filter out about ghostly activity inside the house. Mysterious temperature drops, doors closing and locking by themselves, and the sounds of disembodied voices all figured into eyewitness accounts. Many people believe that The Castle’s ghost is none other than Jessie Lindsay, the old spinster whom gossip has labeled a witch.

It is said her ghost , still walks the floors of the building. People who have been in the home have seen a woman in period clothing walking around the building. They have also seen her peering through the windows. Its said the ghost appears and disappears before their eyes.


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Louisiana
 

The Highway Time Travellers – Abbeville, Louisiana

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In October 1969, two men identified only as L.C. and his business associate, Charlie, were driving north from Abbeville, Louisiana toward Lafayette on Highway 167. As they were driving along the nearly empty road, they began to overtake what appeared to be an antique car travelling very slowly. The two men were impressed by the mint condition of the nearly 30 year-old car as it looked virtually new, and were puzzled by its bright orange license plate on which was stamped only “1940.” They figured, however, that the car had been part of some antique auto show.

As they passed the slow-moving vehicle, they slowed their car to get a good look at the old model. The driver of the old car was a young woman dressed in vintage 1940’s clothing, and her passenger was a small child likewise dressed. The woman seemed panicked and confused. L.C. asked if she needed help and, through her rolled up window, indicated “yes.” L.C. motioned for her to pull off to the side of the road. The businessmen pulled ahead of the old car and turned onto the shoulder of the road.

When they got out however the old car had vanished without a trace. There were no turn-offs or anywhere else the vehicle could have gone. Moments later, another car pulled up to the businessmen and, quite puzzled, said he had seen their car pull off to the side… and the old car simply vanished into thin air.

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North Carolina, Southern Ghost Stories, User Submitted
 

The Haunted Room – Hamlet, NC

One night, many years ago now, I was asleep in the back bedroom of my parents’ house in an old iron bed that had belonged to my great grandmother. Over in the morning, I woke up when I felt someone lay down beside me. Somehow I knew whatever it was, it wasn’t human and I was terrified to turn over, afraid of what I would see. I lay paralyzed in fear until daylight broke through the windows. I jumped up, still without looking back, and practically ran from the room.

When my mother got home after working third shift at Hamlet Hospital, I told her what had happened. At first, she looked surprised, then proceeded to tell me that the same thing had happened to her. She said, at first, she thought it was our dog, but when she called his name, he came running in from another room. When I asked her why she never said anything, she replied that she didn’t want to scare us. When asked if she turned around to see what it was, she said, “Are you kidding?”

A year or so later, my youngest brother was sleeping in that same room when he said he woke up to hear voices in the wall. He woke up my other brother who was sleeping in the middle room right beside this bedroom to tell him about the voices. My other brother told him he was imagining things, to go back to sleep. My youngest brother got back in bed and went back to sleep. Then, my other brother started hearing the voices. He woke our younger brother and they went to find our father to tell him what had happened.

Not sure if it’s the room or the bed, but we have tried to find out if a previous owner might have passed away in the house with no luck. Mama did finally get rid of the bed, but to this day, no one in the family will sleep in that room. We won’t even go in there after dark…..

Hamlet, NC - Haunted Bedroom

Haunted Places, Kentucky
 

Waverly Hills Sanitorium – Kentucky

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Waverly Hills was originally a two-story wooden building that was opened in 1910, however, the building you see today was constructed in 1926. It served as a tuberculosis hospital throughout the early to mid 20th Century, a time when the disease was at its worst. It is believed that as many as 63,000 patients died there. The death toll as well as the supposed mistreatment and questionable experimental procedures on patients are all recipes that may be behind one of the most haunted buildings in the whole of the US.
The Waverly Hills Sanatorium has built quite the reputation over the years as more and more people are allowed to investigate the premises. This has thrown up some incredible evidence over the years. It has featured on shows such as Ghost Adventures, Ghost Hunters (TAPS), and our very own Most Haunted. TAPS captured a figure on their thermal imaging camera that seemed to be walking across the hall. The figure was about 3ft tall, they later found out that the ghost of a young boy named Tim has been spotted there before.

There are vast amounts of varying reports, including full bodied apparitions, fleeting shadows, screams from empty rooms, footsteps, sudden cold spots, and disembodied voices among many others.


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Haunted Places, Illinois, Mid-West Ghost Stories, New England Ghost Stories
 

One of the most Haunted Cemeteries in the United States

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Has only 82 plots, but that certainly hasn’t stopped it from becoming one of the most haunted cemeteries in the United States.

Established in 1840, the small area surrounding the cemetery was soon abandoned by the English homesteaders who relocated from Chicago to New England, leaving the graves behind. Originally named the Everdon Cemetery, the property belonged to Samuel Everdon, and even though there is 82 plots many of them were left unused. During the 1920’s, 1930’s Bachelor Grove was rumored to had been infamous dumping grounds for Chicago’s organized crime families. It was so isolated lagoon near the back of the abandon Cemetery that supposedly drew the mob’s attention. According to Legend it soon became the perfect place to fit hitmen, snitches, and people owning money with a pair of concrete permanent concrete shoes. Bachelor Grove is the most famous for the ghosts stories that surround the plot of land at the end of the long gravel road. One of the most famous images of a spirit was captured at the cemetery the “lady in white” or Madonna of Bachelor’s Grove is rumored to be the spirit of a woman who is buried next to her child. Often times she is seen wondering the cemetery with her holding her baby in her arms.

Lady in white is of course just one of many ghostly things eyewitnesses have seen at Bachelor’s Grove have come across an phantom farmhouse. The house appears as a picturesque white farmhouse in perfect condition before disappearing completely before your eyes. In 1870 a farmer died after he and his horse plowed to close to the Water’s edge. They both been spotted in spirit form years to come, continuing to plow the area of the lagoon. To this day, only when you call out to him he dissipates into nothing. Many paranormal experiences at Bachelor’s Grove peaked in the 1970’s-1980’s, people reported in 1984 reported seeing the ghostly of a monk walking slowly across the cemetery towards the road.

There is still reports of people seeing orbs of light, strange shadows, and the sound of arguing voices coming from the lagoon.
Bachelor’s Grove Cemetery is a classic haunting and an iconic part of Chicago’s land history.





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Haunted Places, Louisiana
 

The Myrtles Plantation, St. Francisville, Louisiana

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Commonly known as one of America’s most haunted homes, the Myrtles Plantation started off as a working mansion during the late 18th and early 19th centuries. It’s an extravagant example of the grandeur that characterized plantations during that time period; the French chandelier in the mansion’s foyer is Baccarat crystal and weighs over 300 pounds. Today, it’s a bed and breakfast.

Rumor has it that the house was built on top of a former burial ground, and throughout the years there have been numerous ghost sightings. The most well-known being Chloe, who was allegedly a former slave at the plantation.

The legends that surround Chloe vary, but most say she poisoned the plantation owner’s two children, and was then hung by her fellow slaves. Chloe is said to have appeared as an apparition in a photograph taken by the plantation’s proprietress in 1992.


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Haunted Places, Texas
 

Haunted Legend of El Paso High School

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El Paso High School in Texas is said to be haunted by the ghost of a young girl who took her own life. There is a ghost photograph that, according to the legend, shows a ghost girl appearing in the high school class photo , not sure how legit the picture is but its an interesting legend nonetheless.

El Paso High School is one of the oldest buildings in El Paso, Texas and is plagued by a very strange and disturbing urban legend. As the story goes, there is a hallway on the fourth floor of the high school that has been closed off to the public for decades. Reports state that this hallway is covered in mist and fog every single day and there seems to be an unusual, sticky, gooey substance dripping from the ceiling.

At the end of the hallway, there is a staircase that leads to a balcony which has also been sealed off. The unusual activity is said to have started after a tragic incident that happened nearly 35 years ago. There was a young girl who was a cheerleader in El Paso High. She was dating a guy on the football team and, when he dumped her, she became distraught and depressed.

In a final savage act of desperation, they say she sliced her wrists open and then threw herself off the balcony, plunging to her death. Ever since then, some people claim to have seen the ghostly image of a young girl standing on the balcony, waving to them. Others say they witnessed her ghost jumping from the balcony and disappearing before she hit the ground.

The sounds of sobbing have been heard coming from the hallway, even though nobody is there and a few people have spotted a ghostly young girl, crying forlornly in the hallway. The rumors and legends about El Paso High being haunted have persisted for decades.

There is a trophy case just inside the original front entrance of the high school. It contains a class photo that was taken in 1985. Everyone in the photo shows up clear and distinct except for the figure of one young lady whose features are fuzzy and blurred. The other kids in the photo claim that there was no girl standing there when the picture was taken and nobody knows the identity of the young girl.

About 15 years ago, a few teachers and students were trapped in the school by a snowstorm. Having nothing else to do, they decided to explore the school, starting with the tunnels in the basement. They crawled through a small opening and eventually came to a brick wall that blocked the tunnel. The bricks were old and the cement between them was crumbling. Curious, one of the teachers pushed on the bricks until some of them gave way, revealing a large dark cavity. When they shone a flashlight through the hole, they realized that it was an old classroom that had been sealed off.

The unusual discovery surprised everyone. The classroom was very small and contained antique desks, old textbooks and even notebooks containing students writings. Everything was covered in a thick layer of dust and nobody could explain why the classroom had been suddenly abandoned with everything left in place and why none of the students had returned to take their personal items.

One teacher picked up a dusty old notebook that was lying open on a desk. Flipping through it, he realized it was a diary that had belonged to a young girl. She had written pages and pages about her love for one boy in the school. There were little doodles of hearts, flowers and tears throughout. The final page in the notebook contained a chilling suicide note.

A few years ago, stayed after school to finish some work. By the time he was getting ready to leave, it was almost 11PM. He approached the exit and saw someone standing in the pool of dim red light cast by the exit sign. It was a young lady wearing a blue dress. Thinking it was one of his students, he asked her what she was doing there and told her to go home.

The girl turned and looked directly at him, her face bearing an expression of unbelievable sadness. As he walked toward her, he noticed that she was not standing on the floor, but rather hovering in mid-air. She began to fade away, gliding back into the darkness of the hallway before she disappeared completely.


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Texas
 

San Fernando Cathedral, San Antonio, Texas

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The oldest church in Texas holds El Mariachi Mass on Sunday, and is a stunning example of Gothic Revival architecture. But come nightfall, you’d have to be something of a daredevil to enter its myth-ridden grounds. When construction workers started renovating the church in 1936, they unearthed bones, nails, and tattered military uniforms near the altar, which some believe belonged to three soldiers of the Alamo. Since the disturbing incident, visitors have reported shadowy figures and orbs in their photographs, as well as ghosts in the back of the church itself. Such otherworldly inhabitants include a man dressed in black and figures in hooded, monk-like clothing.
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