Haunted Former Mental Hospital
March 16, 2008
Hey ya’ll my name is Miley Paxus and I just turned 15 years old.
I’ve been living in this old haunted house near the old mill in my town and it’s kinda creepy. Before we moved into this house, it was used as a mental hospital for special needs patients. I was only a child, about five or six when we moved in because all the other houses in the town were too scrawny, weird and ripped apart.
I was 12 when I actually figured out the type of house we lived in. I was so mad at my parents because I’ve seen shows about people moving into hospitals and places where people have died! Anyways, I went on the computer an typed in “Tennessee Mental Hospital 63943.” It came up with a list of survived patients and dead patients. The survived patients were seven percent and the dead patients were 93 percent - just my luck.
It showed a picture of a pale lady with gray streaked hair on the side. I clicked on it and up popped up an article from 1845! It read: Mary Bledcomb age: 93 died of severe mental issues. Turns out she was the most depressed, stressed, confused mental person throughout Tennessee! I logged off the computer and went to sleep.
Our house has four floors. 1st floor holds 2 bathrooms, a huge kitchen (parents are huge cooks), a guest room, an office and an empty toy room. 2nd floor, my sister Brandi’s room (she’s 17), my little sister Noah’s room (she’s 8), her playroom and that’s it. The 3rd floor is my room, my parents room, my office, our exercise station, our party room and dining room. The only thing on the 4th floor is the bathroom that doesn’t work and open space.
My grandma visits every 2nd day. She knew all about the house’s history. Whenever I asked her a question based on paranormal things of the house all she’d say is “Can you help me find my right hearing aid. I think I left it here last time.” Bad excuse once you use it all the time.
I was sleeping one stormy night and the sound of footsteps and screeching screams woke me up. I looked around my room and my computer is scrolling up and down a page by itself. It was that same page with the percentages of patients and Mary Bledcomb. I went over and shut it off. When I walked back to my bed, the window suddenly opened. At this point I’m thinking I’m dreaming so I start pinching myself but nope, no dream I was fully awake.
I creep downstairs to see if Noah’s ok because she hates thunder storms. I see her talking to the window. I think it could be a ghost so I grab my camera and start snapping shots. A few weeks later the film developed so I took a look at the pictures and what I saw was more disturbing than cleaning a heap of pig’s dung. There was Noah standing there and Mary Bledcomb was in front of her.
My Grandma slept over that night and I guess I didn’t realize it but she was also watching Noah disturbingly. I showed her the pictures and she took me to her room. She told me that she should have warned me about this place before when I asked her the paranormal questions. She told me that Mary Bledcomb became mental by the loss of her husband, brother, son, daughter, friend, cousin and grand-daughter. She told me her grand daughter looked exactly like Noah. Her name was Emily Bledcomb, her son’s daughter. I was stunned. My parents knew all along too about this place. They didn’t dare tell us because they didn’t want to move away because this was the only house in interest and they loved Tennessee they couldn’t leave.
Brandi and Noah found out the houses’ secrets too and insisted we leave. Our parents agreed and said we will sleep here tonight and pack, leave and say our good byes tomorrow. That night no one could sleep. We all heard noises in the backyard. Oh yeah I forgot to tell you our backyard is a cemetery! Another thing to be negative about for this dreadful house. We looked out the 2nd floor’s big window and we saw tons of orbs, light streams and spirits, including Mary Bledcomb out there. 1 by 1 these life forms would sink beneath the graves dreadfully. We had it set. Who really cares if its 2:30 in the morning, we were to pack and leave right away with no goodbyes. Now I’m 15 and we still live in Tennessee but far away from any spirited site. No one dares talk about our encounters so we can move on and forget the dread.
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i belive in ghosts i heard one before at 2 something though
what? I think that is fake
I agree with BJ, obviously fake!
well thats intresting I’ll tell you 2 things
one it has to be true and
two only you. unless you want to bring the family. get some paper go to the Graveyard and find Mary Bledcomb’s tombstone and the tallest tombstone now write somethin down on the piece of paper like a question and copy it on another sheet of paper and leave them there opened so they can read it stick some flowers on Mary Bledcombs grave and 1 of the pieces of paper and the other 1 on the tallest grave stone leave somethin the to hold it down and come back the next day to see what happened if somethin did happen then you migt want to stay away from the house oh and get a cross ghosts have a nack for mental images to freak you out
Well I KNOW it is true. I know it is true because my nanny, my 2 aunts, my dad, and my uncle lived in this house. Their house ghost threw stuff at them, cooked, and made coffee. I have proof. there is a ghost my nanny took a picture and in the top window ther was a white man shaped ghost standing there, i saw the picture
Hi,
Not sure about the story either. Although it was a pretty good reading but not believable in some parts.
I tried googling “Tennessee Mental Hospital 63943″ like you did, and nothing came up.
okay, well some parts of this story seem true, but um, not like the fricken lights and stuff, your just trying to make the story seem more interesting by sticking other stuff in there so…. get your story straight!
Okay wow. That was fake for obvious reasons and here I am going to list them.
1. If your sister was fricken talking to the window or what you thought was a ghost - would you really take pictures or tell her to get out of there?
2. The percentage of Noah looking like that ladies daughter is 2
3. You are obviously trying SO hard to be Miley Cyrus. (You made your name Miley, sisters Noah and Brandi and you live in Tennesse)
4. The backyard thing was bull ****
it seemed true at first but then with the picture what ever but i do believe in ghosts i live right by a graveyard and there is this tomb stone that if you sing to it it will start to cry blood and its really creepy and true
I totally believe in ghosts because the place where I live now is huanted.
ok…… so some parts seem to be true………. some parts seem to be FAKE….. but, nice story though…..
i like ur story. there were some parts i believed and other parts i thought wa fake
hia miley cryus i can tell its u cause of your sisters names so yeah i belive u thats scary and i know how u feel
everybody that thinks that this is fake is a bozo
a lot of people think that this is fake for obvious reasons but some of those obvious reasons are said to actually be true. its possible. i do believe in ghosts and blah blah blah. i hope your story is true because is someone finds out that the whole thing is a fake you could be made a fool of your self. and people think that the whole miley cyrus thing is just gay cuz her mum could be a fan and decide to name 3 daughters that so yea