This story coincides with the first story. The same type of spirits have been seen multiple times sometimes leading to the death of the person. This story takes place in the late 70's in southern West Virginia. I try to avoid posting names of the person's as much as possible. It was a late night and a man was driving back to his house. He had just had a heated argument with his girlfriend. As he ... » Continue Reading
I can remember a time when I was still in the crib. I know it's rare to have memories as far back. I was just old enough to walk. But this memory has always been with me. I remember my grandmother carrying me to the crib and placing me inside. Where my crib was located was near our old kitchen. The room was dark and had a bathroom to the other side. So when she put me down, I remember standing up ... » Continue Reading
My grandfather was up late one night taking care of his deathly ill neighbor. She was asleep and it was around 4 am in the morning. He was tired and decided to walk back home just long enough to take a bath and change clothes before sitting with her longer. There were other people with her just in case she needed anything. The walk home was on a narrow gravel road shaded by trees. As he walked, he... » Continue Reading
In an area called Long Branch, West Virginia, there is a story that came to be around the 1960's. The story starts with two people walking home late at night with only the moon to light the narrow road. As they walk, they began to hear something moving in the trees. They stop and look up the hillside with caution. They both began to fear a wild animal was stalking them. The sound became louder and... » Continue Reading
When I was little, I lived in a newly built duplex. My great uncle lived in one part and my mother and father in the other. I lived here for a short period of my life. The house and land have since been torn down. When the house was being constructed, my mother went for an exploration inside. She went to a room that was going to soon belong to her. The room was in the back of the house, facing the... » Continue Reading
Back before my four-wheeler broken down (gonna get it fixed) I used to ghost hunt in an area with high activity. I used to love just going up there in the mountains, just sitting around in the dark. To explain the area a bit, there is an old house just before the trail that's been abandoned. The previous owner moved out swearing "The Devil" dwelled there in the house. Now the owner was a bit out ... » Continue Reading