The Gray Ghost
My dad has told this story to my sister and I when we were young, growing up in Charleston, South Carolina. Through the years he has repeated the story a few times and the details have never changed.
He and a friend were planning a “surfing” trip along the east coast during a school break. They were anxious to get the trip started and found they couldn’t sleep the night before they were to leave. This friends family owned a house in Charleston very close to a very old and well known cemetery. The graves in this cemetery date back to the civil war and probably beyond. The cemetery was very dark, protected by a high wrought iron gate that was locked every evening. The farther back you went into this cemetery the darker it got. It was a moon lit night that night and the bet was that my dad could go further back into the cemetery than his …
A Visit to Charleston’s Theatre
I was about ten at the time, and my family had went down to Charleston, South Carolina. It was about midnight on Halloween, and our Aunt had been studying the hauntings of Charleston. So she took us by a nearby theatre that was under renovations. It used to be an old hotel.(I cannot remember the name at this point) Our Aunt said, before we even came to the street it was on, that when you passed by the ‘hotel’, you could smell cheap lilac perfume or burning tobacco. The hotel was right in front of a small graveyard, and residents say that when you passed by the building at night, you can see the figure of a lady looking out one of the windows. I still get the chills from this experience.
As we passed by the hotel, I swore, and so did my father, mother,Aunt, and brother, that I smelled perfume. We smelled no tobacco. I looked in all …