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Default Ghost Stories - 10-07-2007, 10:56 PM

With Halloween creeping upon us, I though some ghost stories might put us in the mood! So ask your family about ghost stories they've heard& share them here!


This one is based out off Charleston S.C.
Army of the Dead

A laundress, newly moved to Charleston following the Civil War, found herself awakened at the stroke of twelve each night by the rumble of heavy wheels passing in the street. But she lived on a dead end street, and had no explanation for the noise. Her husband would not allow her to look out the window when she heard the sounds, telling her to leave well enough alone. Finally, she asked the woman who washed at the tub next to hers. The woman said: "What you are hearing is the Army of the Dead. They are Confederate soldiers who died in hospital without knowing that the war was over. Each night, they rise from their graves and go to reinforce Lee in Virginia to strengthen the weakened Southern forces."

The next night, the laundress slipped out of bed to watch the Army of the Dead pass. She stood spell-bound by the window as a gray fog rolled passed. Within the fog, she could see the shapes of horses, and could hear gruff human voices and the rumble of canons being dragged through the street, followed by the sound of marching feet. Foot soldiers, horsemen, ambulances, wagons and canons passed before her eyes, all shrouded in gray. After what seemed like hours, she heard a far off bugle blast, and then silence.

When the laundress came out of her daze, she found one of her arms was paralyzed. She has never done a full days washing since.
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Default 10-08-2007, 07:08 AM

Room For One More.

A young woman on her way to town broke her journey by staying with friends at an old manor house. Her bedroom looked out to the carriage sweep at the front door. It was a moonlit night, and she found it difficult to sleep. As the clock outside her bedroom door struck 12, she heard the noise of horses' hooves on the gravel outside, and the sound of wheels.

She got up and went over to the window to see who could be arriving at that time of night. The moonlight was very bright, and she saw a hearse drive up to the door. It hadn't a coffin in it; instead it was crowded with people. The coachman sat high up on the box: as he came opposite the window he drew up and turned his head. His face terrified her, and he said in a distinct voice, "There's room for one more."

She drew the curtain, ran back to bed, and covered her head with the bedclothes. In the morning she was not quite sure whether it had been a dream, or whether she had really got out of bed and seen the hearse, but she was glad to go up to town and leave the old house behind her.

She was shopping in a big store which had an elevator in it (an up-to-date thing at that time). She was on the top floor, and went to the elevator to go down. It was rather crowded, but as she came up to it, the elevator operator turned his head and said, "There's room for one more."

It was the face of the coachman of the hearse. "No, thank you," said the woman. "I'll walk down." She turned away a little bit disturbed, and then the elevator doors clanged, there was a terrible rush and screaming and shouting, and then a great clatter and thud. The elevator had fallen and everybody in it was killed.


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Default 10-08-2007, 03:49 PM

Here's another out of Columbia Sc:


The Phantom Horseman of Columbia

Sometime in the Spring of 1914, a strange occurrence happened. On the corner of Bull and Blanding Streets, a shadowy figure of a horseman appeared in the sky above the large oak trees. Observers described the image as a horse and rider of heroic size. The details of the figure were clearly visible down to the saddle and the reins. As the people looked on, the horse reared up and appeared to want to take off on some journey.

The next day the news of the sighting spread. A crowd gathered on the corner to stare at the treetops. They waited patiently for the horseman to show himself again. The crowd was not disappointed. Above the trees the figure appeared again. Many in the crowd were scared that the white horseman was one of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse (a biblical figure foretelling the end of the world). Others believed the image to be the ghost of stately General Wade Hampton, who was there to warn of the upcoming world war.
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The Chase Vault (AKA The Moving coffins of Barbados)

In Christ Church cemetery on the island of Barbados there is a burial vault of unknown origin. The earliest records call it the "Chase vault". It was first used for the burial of a Mrs. Goddard in1807, followed by two-year-old Mary Ann Chase in 1808 and her sister Dorcas in 1812, a probable suicide. A few weeks later, Dorcas' father Thomas Chase died. When the vault was opened, all the coffins had been moved from their original places. It was thought that thieves had been in the vault, but the concrete seal of the tomb was still in place.

Two more burials were made in 1816. In both cases, when the vault was opened, the coffins already present had been moved about. The casket of Thomas Chase was of lead, weighing 240 pounds, far too large to be moved by a single vandal. In each of these burials, the workers returned the coffins to their proper places and sealed the mausoleum with cement. It happened again in 1819. This time, the Governor sprinkled sand on the floor (to sho footprints), and pressed his personal seal into the fresh cement. In 1820 the tomb was opened again, and the coffins were again out of place, even though no footprints showed and the concrete seal was undisturbed. The governor ordered the coffins removed and the vault left open; the mystery has never been solved.


Mary Worth/Bloody Mary

The Mary Worth (also known as Bloody Mary, Mary Margaret, etc) story is popular at sleepovers. As the story goes, a beautiful young girl named Mary Worth was in some sort of terrible accident (or occasionally the wounds are inflicted purposely by a jealous party), and her face was hideously deformed. From then on, she is shunned by other people, and she sometimes becomes a witch. Now for the scary part. Supposedly if you say Mary Worth's name three (or five, or ten... it varies) times while looking into the mirror, Mary Worth will appear and scratch your face off or kill you.


The lady in white at Bachelor's Grove, Chicago

This small, abandoned cemetery should have faded into obscurity and probably would have if not for the 100 or so reports of eerie phenomena that have been reported there. Some have called it the most haunted place in America. The apparitions include a mysterious, phantom farmhouse with white porch pillars and a porch swing that squeaks until you approach it. There's also a pond on the grounds that legend says was a dumping ground for murdered gangsters (despite no records of bodies ever being found there). The pond is not only haunted by the restless souls of the unavenged murdered, but also by the ghost of an old farmer, who was pulled into the water by his plough horse. Of course, no haunted cemetery would be complete without its lady in white, and Bachelor's Grove has one, too. She can be seen wandering the grounds, babe in arms, on nights when the moon is full.



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Resurrection Mary:

Back in the 80's a driver was going down a road & saw a young lady walking down the street & asked if she needed a ride, the younge lady Name Mary was happy to take him up on his offer & climbed in to the back seat.

He asked for the address which wasn't too far off. Two coversated till they began to pass a graveyard in which she asked him to stop, She climbed out the gental man turned to ask her if she was sure this was the right place. But when he turned Mary was gone, The back passenger door closed, but he never heard it shut.

This is actually a true tale! I'm not sure of Mary's last name, but she had died after being out dancing in the 40's. She was burried in her favorite white dress, In that dress she has been seen roaming the Chicago streets.

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Glamis Castle

The family chapel is haunted by a Grey Lady, who is said to be the spirit of Lady Janet Douglas, burned at the stake as a witch on Castle Hill, Edinburgh in 1537, on charges of plotting to poison the King. It is likely that the charges were fabricated for political motives. The apparition has been seen relatively recently in the chapel by a number of witnesses. She is also said to appear above the Clock Tower.

The ghost of a woman with no tongue is said to haunt the grounds, and to look out from a barred window somewhere within the castle. She runs about the park pointing at her mutilated face. There is no suggestion as to who she might be.

A young black boy, the ghost of a Negro servant who was badly treated around 200 years ago, haunts a stone seat by the door of the Queen's bedroom.

One of the more infamous ghosts is known as Earl Beardie, who is otherwise known as Alexander, Earl Crawford. Allegedly he was a cruel and wicked man, probably stemming from his rebellion against James II. His spirit is said to wander the castle, and there have been reports of children waking to find the figure leaning over their beds. He is also said to be gambling for all eternity in a secret room with the Devil, people have reported loud swearing and the rattling of dice. He is often mixed up in literature with the second Earl of Glamis.

Revenge From an Unquiet Grave

Late one night in 1681 a miller, James Graeme, of Country Durham, England, was accosted by the hideous ghost of a young woman. She was drenched with blood and had five open wounds on her head. She told Graeme that her name was Anne Walker and that she had been murdered, with a pick'axe, by one Mark Sharp acting on instruction from a relative of hers, also named Walker, by whom she was pregnant. She made clear to Graeme that unless he gave this information to the local magistrate she would continue to haunt him.

Refusing to believe what he had experienced, Graeme did nothing. But after the apparition appeared, Pleaded, and threatened twice more, he went to the authorities with the grisly story. A pit identified by the ghost was searched, and Anne Walker's body was found. Sharp and Walker were arrested. During the trial, a hideous shadow hung over Walker; the ghost of the murdered baby. Both men were found guilty and hanged.

Anne Walker's ghost was unable to find peace until the two men who murdered her were arrested and hanged.



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Default More ghost stories! - 09-09-2012, 06:22 PM

The Phantom Hitchhiker Of South Africa.

South African Army Corporal Dawie Van Jaarsveld was motor-biking to Louterwater to see his girlfriend. It was the early months of 1978, and the early part of the evening on the Barrandas-Willowmore road near Uniondale. The hitchhiker in this case was an attractive brunette in dark trousers and a blue top. Van Jaarsveld stopped to give her a lift, keeping one eye on the road around to ensure that she was not a decoy for a mugging. The girl indicated she wanted a lift and the corporal gave her a spare crash helmet and an earplug so that she could listen to the radio, as he was doing, which would keep her awake during the drive.

After a few miles the corporal was alerted by a bumping sensation and looked back to find his passenger gone. There was no trace of the girl and the spare helmet was strapped to the bike. The investigator, Cynthia Hind, verified directly with the corporal that he had gone to a cafe in Uniondale and the proprietress there confirmed his distracted state of mind. Cynthia Hind then went to Louterwater Farm where one of the people on the farm also testified to the corporal's state of mind. According to another investigator, David Barritt, the witness identified the phantom hitchhiker from a photograph shown to him as Maria Charlotte Roux.

She was a 22-year-old who had been killed in the early hours of the morning of 12 April 1968, ten years previously, in a car crash near Uniondale when a car driven by her fiance veered off the road. This 'hitchhiker' is a much reported phenomenon of this area. In May 1976 another witness, Anton Le Grange, had encountered what would appear to be the same hitchhiker, who had asked to be taken to an address that could not later be verified and who disappeared from the car during the drive. This disappearance seems to be unique amongst hitchhiker stories for Mr Le Grange heard a hideous scream from inside the car and saw the right rear door swing open as though somebody was opening it, although no one was visible.

The car was travelling at speed at the time. Even more extraordinarily, the car was being followed by a Police Constable Potgieter and apparently he, too, saw the door opening.


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The Cardiff Poltergeist.

During the 1980s, Mower Services was run by John Matthews along with his wife Pat and his brother Fred. Mower Services had enjoyed good trade since opening. It had built up a loyal customer base drawn from across Cardiff and the family were earning a decent wage from the business. Times were good at Mower Services.


However, one day the peace at Mower Services was permanently shattered. John and Fred were doing some repairs on a car in the workshop area of their premises when suddenly they heard a tremendous clattering coming from the roof. Assuming that children were outside throwing stones, Fred went to investigate, only to find the surrounding area to be deserted. As soon as he returned to the workshop the noise started again, causing John to remonstrate with his brother for not stopping the child vandals. Perplexed, Fred explained that the forecourt was empty and that there was no possible way the noise was being made by someone outside.


This was the beginning of an intensive period of poltergeist activity that would go on to be witnessed by police officers, insurance officials, academics, a priest and a large number of Mower Service’s customers. In the words of John Matthews, the “spirit decided to move in”. As well as the usual poltergeist phenomena, such as unexplainable changes in temperature and mysterious, overpowering smells, the spirit showed a fondness for childish tricks. For example, keys would go missing for hours and hours, only to be thrown from no where at their owner. Money would also go missing, then turn-up stuck to the ceiling or wedged in a crack in the wall. Despite all the paranormal activity, Fred and John insisted during interviews that they never felt threatened by the spirit’s presence. They even gave it a friendly nickname – “Pete the Poltergeist”.


What did concern the owners of Mower Services was the fact that customers began witnessing the ghostly activity. They became worried that the poltergeist may well scare away their trade, so decided to treat it a lot more seriously than they had originally. One day John and Fred decided to conduct a test, along with their staff, to evaluate the degree to which “Pete” would respond to what they were doing. Everyone present at the time was asked either to leave the premises or join-in the test. All doors and exits were then locked and the remaining individuals sat around a large circular table holding hands. The group then requested the spirit to make its presence known and sure enough a stone suddenly landed on the table. This prompted one of those present to suggest that the group should record the responses by writing them down. Seconds later a pen was thrown from nowhere, again landing on the table.


To the astonishment of all present, the Cardiff Poltergeist seemed to demonstrate a level of rudimentary intelligence, alongside a willingness to interact with the living world. During the test, those present requested that the spirit throw specific items, such as a coin or a battery. Amazingly, according to the witnesses, the spirit obliged by throwing exactly what had been requested each time.


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The Stocksbridge Bypass Haunting.

A group of security guards saw a group of children late one night playing just below Pearoyd Bridge. They were curious as the children appeared to be wearing antiquated clothing. When they reached the spot where they had spotted the children they found nothing. The mud on the ground bore no footmarks. The following morning they found that workmen staying in caravans often heard children singing during the night.

The following night they observed a figure on the bridge that looked like a monk. When they drove towards him he vanished. This totally spooked the two blokes who contacted Deepcar Police station. The Police (as might be expected) didn't believe them and joked that they needed a priest rather than a copper. They took him at his word and contacted the local vicar, who himself contacted the Police!

Later two policemen went to investigate. They parked their car so they could see the bridge. They thought they saw something move but on investigating found a tarpaulin blowing. Suddenly it appeared to go cold. Looking round they both saw a body - torso only in the window. Then it vanished. They tried to start the car but at first it didn't start. They drove over towards the construcution area and parked up and informed the nick of their position. At this point a loud crash was felt in the car. No-one was around. As you may guess the two bobbies high tailed it back to Deepcar as fast as possible.

Legend has it that it is the ghost of a disillusioned monk that left Hunshelf Priory and went to work at Underbank Hall. Children are said to have fallen down the numerous pit shafts that litter the North side of the valley.

There have been numerous sightings of children since and the monk even appears inside the cars of people to this day. Whether its true, you can make up your own mind but if you drive late at night on the bypass on your own take care. It's a spooky place!


Muncaster Castle.

Muncaster is one of Britain's most haunted castles.
Paranormal researchers often come to the Castle to seek rational explanations of the strange happenings, without success.
Many tales revolve around Tom Fool, a powerful force at Muncaster. It was said that he used to sit outside under the chestnut tree, and if someone he didn't like asked him for directions, he'd send them to their deaths in the quicksand rather than to the ford. He also murdered a carpenter by beheading him in order to keep his master's favour; the headless carpenter's ghost has also been seen outside the castle.

Hauntings often occur in The Tapestry Room. Visitors complain of the disturbed nights, hear footsteps outside the the room, see the door handle turning, and the door opening although nobody is there. A child is frequently heard crying towards the window end of the room, and sometimes a lady heard singing, comforting a sick child. Visitors have also felt cold in the room for no apparent reason.

Other stories concern the 'Muncaster Boggle' or White Lady who haunts the gardens and roadways around Muncaster. She is supposedly the ghost of Mary Bragg, a young girl murdered in the early 1800s on the road near the Main Gate.


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Default 09-12-2012, 05:15 PM

The building I work in is over a hundred years old, and has plenty of stories to tell. Mind, most are vague hand-me-downs, but the tenth floor is so legendarily spooky and haunted that my da.mn boss took a camera up there one day to see what he could find.

He still doesn't talk about it.

My own experiences have been slim so far; when I worked in the book store, early in the day before the main lights were on, I'd see a woman flipping through books; but when I'd go toward her, she'd walk around a book shelf and disappear.

The other one is a bit more weird; it was around 8 on Saturday and I'd come in early to make donuts. Yes, 8 is early for our Saturday people. Anyway, I was grabbing more toppings when I noticed someone standing by the oven. I thought maybe it was Toni, but when I called out, her voice - Toni's voice - was far away, in the actual front of the bakery. When I came back from around the shelving, the woman was gone. She was tall, black hair, ebony skin, wore the Macy's type of uniform: Black clothes, shoes, leggings, the works. I didn't see her face though, but it still weirded me out.



I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!

You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!
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