Abandoned With Everything Left Behind

I’m Always Curious About Abandoned Places

Too often there is a disturbing story that does along with it … A home invasion or a family member did the unthinkable to their family …

In such cases it may be understandable why remaining family members would not collect the belongings … Too heartbreaking … Especially where children are involved …

It would, however, be interesting to hear from the spirits in the house … But I don’t know about wanting to take home any of the items left behind …

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We’ve All Heard Stories Or Seen Movies Where Whole Families Have Been Scared Out Of Their Homes

Leaving everything behind and not bothering to get their belongings at a later date.

I love antiques. I’m beginning to wonder if there are people who visit abandoned places or purchase them and collect all the items left behind to sell …

Sometimes people sell haunted items … and claim they are haunted. The thing that surprises me is that there are buyers for this haunted merchandise.

I do wonder if it comes from such places …

I hope you enjoyed this post … and will leave me a comment about your thoughts regarding haunted objects/items.

Sharon

EVPs In Haunted Places

Hauntings, Apparitions And EVPs.

I find EVPs to be quite fascinating. Especially when they’re engaging with the living.

Mostly they are cries for help or screams which can run chills down one’s back. I’m especially disturbed my the EVPs of children. 

The Video to the right has a nice variety of EVPs from various locations. Some are quite disturbing.

EVPs That May Creep You Out:

 

I’m All About Finding Evidence That Ghosts Do Exist.

I believe they do try to communicate with us at times. Just like us, some are friendly … some may be a bit cranky … All to varying degrees . . 

I believe in ghosts. I have seen them and heard them. I’ve heard others tell of their paranormal experiences that are Real Ghost Stories. There are times when we can’t explain what we’ve experienced, but we do know what we know to be true.

I’ve been having some strange dreams lately … I woke up around three in the morning to what I believed to be pounding on my front door. My little Yorkshire Terrier didn’t hear it … she was still sleeping, not barking. So, it must have been part of my dream … I It did seem so very real to me.

I do have a Spirit Box … I didn’t turn it on early this morning, but maybe I should have to see if any spirits were around. Basically I was a bit too disturbed by my dream to do any investigating … All right I’m a scaredy cat!! To be honest with you, it made me think of Amityville … and no one wants to go there at three in the morning!!

I believe my experience was a dream … I keep telling myself that 🙂

Some of those EVPs I found creepy … I never like to hear “Get Out!”

I did enjoy the video … especially the history of the various haunted places.

I must admit hospitals do creep me out … abandoned or currently being operational assisting the sick and injured. They’re not a place I like to visit friends or loved ones. I usually see an apperition or two … And I make it very clear that they don’t follow me home …

Now … cemeteries intrigue me … but I don’t want any ghosts following me home from there either … I don’t know if I’d hang out at a cemetery. I’d prefer to haunt my house … Just saying …

Please leave me a comment about the video or any of your personal experiences.

Thanks for stopping by!

Sharon

How Many Ghost Hunters Are There?

I’ve been watching some YouTube Videos.

I’m truly amazed by the number of people who go out to explore haunted locations.

I have always been fascinated by haunted stuff and haunted locations. Some people are into cemeteries, hospitals, schools … roads, tunnels, bridges … I get creeped out by abandoned places, too. I like ghost towns and malls that have shut down due to lack of business — this is truly sad when a city or town can’t get enough business to support a mall.

I know, at one time how I didn’t like how “down town” turned into a “ghost town” because the malls took away all the business … Now, perhaps due to the internet and people preferring to shop “online” rather than in physical stores, this is going to be a reality in most towns and cities.

So … How many people actually like going ghost hunting and have started their own YouTube Channel?

This is obviously something they truly love. Otherwise they wouldn’t do it. Getting the wits scared out of me isn’t something I truly enjoy … but it is interesting for me to watch.

I truly am grateful for all the paranormal investigators out there who like going to various haunted locations to film whatever it is they capture on tape or audio.

Below I have a couple of video I’d like to share. The first one is because I could hear the train whistle … it was kind of cool and also a bit creepy. I do like trains and train whistles,

The second video shows clips taken from different individuals who wanted to share the paranormal activity they caught on tape.

Waverly Hills Sanitorium Paranormal Exploration

Ghosts Caught On Tape In Abandoned Places

I believe just about every time I watch “haunted” videos or “ghost” videos or those of abandoned properties and places, I discover more and more people have picked up this interest in “ghost hunting” or investigating the paranormal.

It truly is exciting to watch these videos in the comfort of your own home without having anything jump out at you or getting a creepy feeling as doors slam and shadows dart across windows or in hallways. It is truly creepy to hear footsteps causally walking or running … Equally unnerving is having someone or something touching you with icy cold fingers … or getting scratched.

And how about that loud ringing or noise heard in the first video?

There are a lot of strange things that happen to those investigating haunted places … Many feel they’re being watched or they get a creepy feeling with the hair on the back of their neck standing up … or breaking out in goosebumps. It is truly scary when one is pushed or hit … this happens more often than not … What makes these paranormal investigators continue … The love of sharing their videos and perhaps discovering something about life after death.

It is a scary business of going out to abandoned haunted places. I’m glad so many do … This allows me to share real ghost stories from various places.

Thanks for stopping by!

Sharon

Every House Has A Story

We’ve been experiencing quite a lot of rain lately along with thunder and lightning.

This always gets me thinking about ghosts and things that go bump in the night,

Also urban legends along with folklore, superstitions … This got me thinking about the land and the various structures upon the land …

There have been haunted bridges, highways … Haunted groves and of course houses …

Some places look haunted which may not be haunted at all … while a new development or neighborhood does not look haunted … but is very haunted.

How is one to know?

One normally doesn’t know for sure, but I would definitely acknowledge how you feel or the feelings others receive.

I know, many people don’t believe in ghosts or hauntings … but I believe there is a realm where ghosts and spirits do live among us.

There are lots of haunted places around the world … even in the area where you live …

Perhaps even in your own home…

I’ve always found the spookiest of places are houses, schools, churches, shopping malls and stores …

All those places where you would go regularly … It is amazing how many innocent places are indeed haunted.

I’m sure every place has an urban legend where a bride is awaiting her groom … she could be waiting in a house, a church, a road, a bridge … She could be waiting wearing her wedding gown or sitting in a chair with a box of love letters on her lap.

Or looking out a window … on the roof — a widows walk … or even leaving a candle burning in the window …

And … some of those houses or farmland have been bought and is now a church or school or shopping mall … or a store … Yet the ghosts still believe it is their home … 

Something to definitely think about …

Thanks for stopping by!

Sharon

 

Haunted House By The Railroad Tracks

Here’s a true story about a haunted house by the railroad tracks. 

I love haunted house stories, but add the railroad tracks and I’m thrilled. I do love old railroad tracks and railroad depots. I love model railroad trains. There is just something extremely special about them. It may be all the old movies I saw or old books I read as a kid, or that my grandmother’s house had the railroad tracks and depot beyond her backyard. I loved climbing on the fence to wave at the conductor when he’d pull into the station. It was a thrill I’ve never forgotten. This is where my brother taught me to climb the old walnut tree in the backyard, but the conductor couldn’t see me, so I’d hang on the fence. We’d also have a great view from the back upstairs bedroom window, but I preferred the fence.

Was my grandmother’s house haunted? Is this a story about that? No, this was just an introduction. I have shared some experiences about my grandmother and her sister, but this isn’t my story, it’s from JoAnne who came to the coffee shop one morning to share her story.

The house came alive at night.

That was an excellent opening that got everyone’s attention right from the start. When JoAnne was a child, she and her mother would visit her Aunt Louise and cousin Sadie. They had great fun together and were almost like sisters.

At breakfast one morning, Aunt Louise whispered to her sister Martha, I heard it again last night. There was a bouncing ball on the stairs and she heard a man yell, “Billy, stop bouncing that ball down the stairs, you’ll break the window.”

Martha was uncomfortable talking of ghosts in front of JoAnne, but Sadie didn’t seem to be bothered or traumatized by living in a haunted house. Nevertheless, Martha said it must be the train rattling the whole house when it came by. It was all she could think of to say since she didn’t hear the bouncing ball or the man shout out.  The house was well insulated and some distance from the tracks, but if you listened, you could hear the train whistle while it passed to warn travelers when it crossed the road down the street. JoAnne always found the sound comforting.

She asked her cousin if the house was haunted and she answered in the affirmative. She saw a woman in her bedroom a few times looking for something. At first, she thought it was a burglar and shouted out to her mom, but when she came in the room and turned on the light, no one was there. Her father, Uncle Fred, looked throughout the house and checked the windows and the doors, but nothing was there. Sadie remembered seeing her several more times and finally she stopped coming, but there were others.

JoAnne was intrigued and wanted to see a ghost. They thought they arrived on the train. At one time the old house was a boarding house a several decades before they moved in. Neighbors spoke of all the interesting people who stayed at the boarding house for one night or longer. There was a wedding there once and one elderly woman did die in her sleep in one of the middle bedrooms with windows on the side of the house. One particular neighbor claimed to see a woman looking out the window.

JoAnne had to check that out, but never saw anyone in the window, but she did see shadowy figures in the stairway when she looked through the large window on the other side of the house.

A few years later, JoAnne and her mother moved into the old haunted house near the railroad tracks.

JoAnne’s father was a traveling salesman and was in a serious accident. He was in the hospital for several weeks, but didn’t survive the internal injuries he suffered and never awoke from the coma due to the head injuries sustained in the accident.

It was a sad day when they arrived. Sadie was welcoming and for a few months the girls shared a room before JoAnne decided to move into the room next door overlooking the front of the house.

JoAnne’s mother moved into one of the middle bedrooms. Her aunt and uncle had the master suite at the back of the house.

There were six bedrooms upstairs with three bathrooms, not counting the one in the master suite. There were two bedrooms downstairs with an adjoining bathroom. There was a full basement that had old furniture and numerous boxes filled with a variety of items. No one went into the basement and no one spoke of the basement. One of the downstairs bedrooms was used as Uncle Fred’s office and the other was Aunt Louise’s sewing and craft room. The two remaining upstairs bedrooms were guest rooms available for visiting relatives.

JoAnne became aware of the noises outside her bedroom door and the sound of the bouncing ball on the stairs. She remembers it was a Saturday night, just about a week after she moved into a room of her own that she heard the breaking of glass. “Now you’ve done it!” she heard a man’s voice boom. Joanne slipped under the covers and tried to cover her ears. The fearful cries and screamed that came from the child brought goose bumps to her arms. She wanted to help, but was too afraid to leave the security of her bedroom.

She listened to see if her mother, aunt or uncle would investigate, but no one seemed to hear what she did. She heard what she believed to be the basement door open and slam closed, then the bolt slide into place. “Stay there until I calm down,” the man said. Then she heard the back door open and close.

JoAnne knew the child, the bouncing ball and the man were ghosts that had been there for a long time, but this was different.

She went downstairs and opened the basement door.

Old furniture and boxes were scattered around the basement. She was afraid to go down into the basement alone, so she closed and bolted the door before returning to her room.

At breakfast she shared her experience of the night before. Uncle Fred told her never to go down into the basement again. JoAnne had never seen her uncle angry before.

At church a few hours later, she couldn’t sit still and slipped out the back to walk in the garden and cemetery a short distance from the church. It was quiet and peaceful.

“You staying at the old Corwin place?” an old man asked.

“I’m staying with my Aunt Louise and Uncle Fred,” she answered.

“Yes, that’s the old Corwin place.”

JoAnne thought their conversation was over when he asked, “Any strange things going on over there?”

She knew exactly what he meant and told him of her experience and how angry her uncle became when she told him she opened the basement door.

“Aw, the basement,” the old man said and walked away.

JoAnne didn’t follow the old man. Part of her wanted to know about the basement and another part didn’t. She wanted to forget the whole thing ever happened.

Activity escalated in the old house.

JoAnne thought it was her fault for opening the basement door. Her mother found a furnished apartment they could move in during the following week. Her mother was working and felt it was time for them to have a place of their own.

They had just gotten settled into their apartment when Sadie called and asked her Aunt Martha to come to the house. Something terrible had happened.

Sadie had attended summer church camp that weekend and when no one came to pick her up, she decided to walk home. When she got there, the house was dark and she found both her mother and father at the bottom of the basement stairs.

Martha called the police and they waited out on the front porch.

After the funeral and the reading of the will, Sadie gathered up the remaining clothes and personal items and walked out of the house for the last time.

Fred and Louise left the house and all their belongings to Martha. Sadie could choose to live with her Aunt Martha or her Aunt Brenda and Uncle Ralph in Kentucky. After dinner at the apartment, Sadie left with her aunt and uncle.

JoAnne was afraid of the old house, but she and her mother moved back in.

They cleaned the house from attic to basement. They had a huge yard sale. They had a priest bless the house. They donated some of the old records and photographs of the house and families that left albums in the basement to the historical society.

There didn’t seem to be anything unusual about the basement. Sadie had remarked about hearing chains rattling down there, but no one dared go in there to investigate. That’s why it was so strange for Louise and Fred to be found down there.

The old man JoAnne met at the church cemetery came for a visit about a month later to see how they were getting along. JoAnne asked him about the basement.

He explained that in the 1950’s the house belonged to a couple with a small boy. The couple were a bit strange. They practiced some kind of black magic and had several people staying there that shared their interests.

“Something was always going on there at night and lasted until just before dawn.” He paused for a minute then continued. “That big window was broken in the stairwell I noticed one day and asked the man if he needed help fixing it. He said it didn’t need fixing and told me to mind my own business. After that, the place was empty, but a neighbor complained of hearing a child crying. The police found nothing except some cats behind the house and thought that was what the neighbors had heard.”

“Later there was a stench about the place and the police were called again. They entered through the broken window and discovered the little boy chained to the wall, dead.”

The house remained empty for quite awhile, then someone fixed up the old place and sold it. People lived in the house for awhile and then moved out. It was sold about a dozen times before Louise and Fred bought it.

What lured them to their deaths in the basement remains a mystery. Sadie still blames JoAnne and Aunt Martha for the death of her parents. She’s happy in Kentucky with her father’s brother and his wife and three boys. Did opening the basement door escalate the haunting activity? It seemed to stem more from what Louise and Fred were doing than with opening the basement door. They were practicing some black magic that got out of hand. They found some old books they’d been reading before Martha and JoAnne arrived. Every evening they’d go down in the basement and perform their rituals. The residual ghosts of the previous residents replayed the bouncing of the ball and the breaking of the window. JoAnne believes it was a warning to her to make her aware of what was going on in the basement. Fred’s anger was due to the possibility of JoAnne learning what he and his wife were doing in the basement during full moons and solstices.

This was discovered when Martha and JoAnne cleaned the basement.

JoAnne soon grew to love the old house. Yes, it is haunted, but those who haunt the house cause no trouble. There’s a ghostly priest who comes by in the evening, but several ghostly nuns stay there. At night they hear prayers. It is as comforting as the train whistle she hears in the distance.

Was that creepy enough for you?

Thanks for stopping by!

Sharon