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My Haunted Childhood Home

In 1973 my parents bought an old house that had been sitting empty for a long time. The house was at the end of a hollow (“Holler”) and you actually had to have a 4-wheel drive vehicle to even get to it. (When the weather was bad you couldn’t even get a 4-wheel drive up to it!)

This house was fairly big and included an above ground basement which made it two stories high plus a huge attic. The house had been vandalized in that most of the windows were busted, ceiling tiles and walls torn up and lots of garbage and junk. My father was a mason and carpenter, he built homes for a living so he went to work on the remodeling. It took a while before he had the house ready for us to move into and even then at first we stayed in an area down stairs until the rest of the house was ready. Eventually …

January 16th, 2012 by CareTaker 

Evil in The Allen Room

Before I try to explain what happened I need to tell you a little background information. The house was located at the “head of the holler", in other words it was the last house in the hollow.

Behind and around the house there were two pastures and behind those were the hills full of trees. We found several large piles of stones scattered around in the back pasture and thought they were Indian burials (kids right?). Eventually curiosity got the best of me and I started looking into the stone piles. These were large, heavy rocks and the piles were fairly big. I started finding old marble door knobs. I thought they were cool and antique so I began collecting them. This went on for awhile and then one day I found a jet black door knob. All the other door knobs were white or varying shades of white. Although I did not realize it at the time that was …

January 16th, 2012 by CareTaker 

Ghost in a Mountain Cemetery

A long while back me and a good friend were out riding around in my 1974 VW Beetle. It was sometime around 2 or 3 AM when we drove up this dirt road which went up to the top of the hill where there was an old cemetery.

We parked just below the main entrance to the cemetery and I was rolling a cigarette. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and I raised my head and looked to my right. Outside the window on the passenger side there was a man standing there, bent over and peering into the car. At about the same time my friend looked too and then suddenly there was no one there. Both of us were looking all around but we could see no one anywhere. There just wasn’t any way that a person could have moved that fast.

I asked my buddy if he had seen “that" and he nodded …

January 16th, 2012 by CareTaker 

Terrifying Sleep Paralysis Experience

About 12 years ago I had an experience with sleep paralysis. As far as I can recall it is the one and only time I have ever went through it.

I was in bed asleep and I woke up feeling a very heavy sense of terror. I mean I was freaked out, I felt so scared. I felt as though I had had a really bad nightmare but I could not remember anything about it. I know without any doubts whatsoever that I was completely awake. I lay there thinking, trying to figure out what my dream had been about when I noticed that some ‘thing’ was in the room with me. I somehow knew that it was over in the corner of the room but I couldn’t make it out. There was some light coming in form the window so I could see around the room but I couldn’t see what “it” was, all I could really see was …

June 3rd, 2009 by CareTaker 

Haunted House For Sale

I once lived, for a very short time, in a house haunted by ghosts. This house had been empty for a very long time. I don’t know for sure how long the house had been empty, but I do know that no one had lived in it for quite a few years.

It was a very beautiful three story house with a two room guest house and a big barn. It was located on the side of hill on a sparsely populated country road in south-eastern Kentucky. I had been living a few miles up the road and so I passed this house almost every day. For years there was a “For Sale” sign out front, but there never seemed to be a buyer.

I was working for a retired couple doing odd jobs. One day the old man made me an offer on the house. Until then I didn’t even know that he was the one who owned it. …

June 27th, 2008 by CareTaker 

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