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once when i was little, i claimed it was a teacher’s work day so i wouldn’t have to go to school and mom’s not an idiot so of course it didn’t work, but when we got to the school, we found it was a teacher’s work day and that made me think i had super powers so i started trying to kill classmates with my mind to confirm the theory
You thought you had super powers so you immediately attempted to murder everyone
go big or go home
In the spirit of going back to school. I thought it would be appropriate to ask people to submit any stories relating to their places of education. Have you or someone you know experienced anything creepy on school grounds? Are there any legends or weird rumors surrounding your school? Does a ghostly janitor scare students in the halls or a dead teacher reprimand those who come late? Submit it!
The myrtles plantation is probably one of the most well known haunted places in the United States. Haunted by up to 12 ghosts, this one is believed to be that of a slave girl named Chloe. Legend states that she had her ear cut off after listening to the plantation owner, Clark Woodroff, through a keyhole during one of his business deals. Later on, to get revenge, Chloe put oleander leaves (which are highly toxic) into a cake she was baking for the family. However, only two of the daughters ate the cake and died. Afterwards, Chloe was purportedly hung by the Mississippi river by the other slaves.
Other ghosts of the house include that of a native American woman (the house was built on an Indian Burial ground according to some), three Union soldiers who were supposedly killed in the house, Mr Woodroffs wife, Sarah and her two children (the two who died from poisoning), a young girl who died there, and a ghost who staggers and crawls up the stairs. This particular ghost is the only actual verified murder in the house. Believed to be Dr. William Drew Winter, this victim was shot on the front porch before crawling up the stairs where he died.
This home is still open for visits and stays! They can be reached on their website at http://myrtlesplantation.com/index.php
I feel like an appropriate first post for this blog is to tell everyone about my own old “haunted house.” So here it goes. My very first experience with the paranormal:
Growing up I lived with my mom and dad (my sister was not born yet) in an old half a double (meaning we lived in half of the house, while my neighbors, a woman, man and their two daughters, lived in the other half). We had all been told that the house was built in the 1960′s, however the basement had a dirt floor (which would have been odd for that time period), and, when my neighbor was doing some sort of renovation to their side, an old cistern was found in the wall. There was also a lot of horse hair between the walls, which was commonly used in building during the first half of the century. Later on, once we moved out and I did research on the house, I found out that the house was built in the year 1900. Not that all old houses are haunted… but apparently this one was!
Living in the house seemed almost normal to me. I was after all really young at the time. However things still occurred that even I, in my young state of mind, thought were odd. For instance, one time I remember walking up the stairs when all of a sudden a white figure darted out of the one room and across the hallway. I screamed and ran downstairs as fast as I could. My mom told me that it must have been a moth, which my little self believed. It wasn’t until years later that I learned how my parents would both see a white figure run across the hallway at the top of the stairs all the time.
Stuff used to go missing all of the time too. For instance, my mom was talking to my Aunt on the phone while holding some paper towels. Set them down, turned around for two seconds, and when she turned back around they were gone. Several weeks later the towels turned up exactly where she left them. This would happen all of the time. One time she left a pair of stockings on a hope chest that we had in the hallway. They disappeared, only to return in the exact same spot several months later.
Once in a while I also remember hearing an awful high pitched wailing. We used to think it was our cat, until one time we heard it while my cat was sitting in front of us, not making a sound. Speaking of animals, my dog used to wake up almost every morning at exactly 3:00am to bark at the same spot in my parents room. She would always bark right at the corner of the room for a few minutes, before becoming quiet and going back to bed.
My parents room and the upper floors must have been the hot spots of the house. One night while my parents were sleeping, my dad woke up to see a black figure standing above his bed. On a different night, I woke up to see several faces above my bed (which I can still picture until this day). I also remember seeing the door knob which led to the attic attached to my bedroom at the time shake on its own quiet often. Once my sister was born, my parents redid my bedroom so that it was up in the attic (we only had two official bedrooms, and it made sense to put my sister in the room closest to my parents. Plus the room they made me was pretty sweet).
I remember that at night, I always had a sense that someone was watching me in the dark corners of my attic room. It had always comforted me knowing however, that my best friend at the time lived right next door, and that her room was also in the attic separated only by a wall. Until one day she was telling me about the things that happened to her family on their side of the house. Other than having objects disappear on them too, hearing the wails, and seeing things, she said that one night while she was sleeping, she heard a jingling sound coming from her closet. When she looked, a white figure of a man was standing in her closet just staring at her. After hearing her account, and knowing that she was right next door, I always had a bit more trouble falling asleep!
I also had an old music box that was completely broken. One night while my mom was tucking me into bed, the music box started playing on its own. It worked after that ever since.
Although a lot of things happened, I do not think the ghost, or ghosts, were bad or evil. They never hurt us, or seemed to purposely try to scare us. In fact, the ghosts even saved my mom and I one time. Which leads me to my last incident in the house (although technically it was one of the first). When I was a newborn baby, my mom was carrying me up the stairs to bed when she felt herself lose her balance. She was at the tipping point, going to fall down the stairs when she felt a force push her forward so that she would not fall.
So there you have it, my first ghostly experience!
If you have any of your own, or have heard anything good, please submit it to my blog!
This island off of Mexico is home to thousands of dolls. The legend goes that after a girl drowned there, and a man named Julian was powerless to stop her, Julian found a doll floating down the river and decided to hang it up in memorium to her. After being haunted by the spirit of the girl, Julian continued hanging up dolls in an attempt to please her. Eventually he realized that each of these dolls were also possessed by the spirits of dead little girls. He continued hanging dolls up until the day of his death. He died by drowning in the exact spot the little girl drowned in. Today the island is now a famous location, with tourists coming to hang up dolls of their own year round.
visit
http://www.isladelasmunecas.com/ for more information
This one I have actually been to, and it is awesome! Once I took a tour during the day, the second time I went for their annual Terror Behind the Walls event. Both times were amazing.
Housing famous inmates such as Al Capone, Leo Callahan and William Sutton, Eastern State was well known for being one of the worst and roughest prisons in America. With over 85,000 inmates being sentence here for some of the worst crimes, it is also one of the most haunted.
Read more about its history directly from their site at
Submit it to this blog! Ghostly Experiences, Local Legends, Famous Creatures, We wanna hear about it! Write something scary? Send it in! (just let us know its fictional).
Write away, and remember, keep it spooky!
I love that the second shit starts going down, Charles knows it’s Erik.
(yuushishio)
We know you think you know our culture. But you don’t know the half of it.
Jalisco, Mexico
Oaxaca, Mexico
Chiapas, Mexico
Yucatan, Mexico
Guerrero, Mexico
Veracruz, Mexico
And that’s still not even the half of it.
Look at those colors! I’ve been to Mexico, but I only went to the touristy part of the Yucatan where I stayed at an all inclusive where I could get any kind of food but Mexican.
Needless to say, I’d like to go back some day…
A MEXICO POST????
ON TUMBLR??
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
A HUEVO.
Do you ever read a post that makes you want to just throw your phone in the fucking garbage
Ming D. Liu, A Story A Day #138 (via eccentric-4lyyf)
“Money does not bring happiness” but it is better to cry in a Ferrari than in a crowded bus
raise your hand if you’re that type person who never knows what the hell is going on
I LAUGH AT THIS EVERY SINGLE FUCKING TIME
“We’re gonna die in a fucking gulag, but man, it’ll be worth it.”
Holy crap. Was watching Steven universe when I noticed he had a Gamecube. The games looked awfully familiar, too…
GOOD TASTE
i am pretty sure pearl rearranges the furniture in steven’s animal crossing house when he’s not around
like i am 110% sure
