Random Most Haunted Places In Each State (50 items)

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  (#1) Louisiana

  • 1812-04-30

  From Redditor /u/ThatAsianLatinaGirl:

  The LaLaurie Mansion

  A few years ago, I was going through a rough patch financially and was looking for just about any job that would pay decent and had flexible hours. I use to work as a housekeeper and quite honestly was something I was hoping would come up as a job opportunity. At that time I was living in Vacherie Louisiana which was kind of far from all the major hussle and bussle that Louisiana has to offer. Lucky for me, a friend of mine told me about a small housekeeping job her boss had mentioned. They were looking for someone to come in 2 times a week to clean the first and second floors of this house that was located downtown New Orleans. To fast forward things a bit, I ended up going down to the place, HUGE beautiful French home literally in the heart of NOLA and got the job. The first day was vanilla.. nothing but work you know? I did what I was there to do and as I got ready to leave, I got a whiff of this horrible stench. Almost like burnt rotten meat.

  I thought to myself, “Sh*t did I forget to take out the trash?” So I ran to the kitchen and the smell faded. I kept checking but couldn’t find the source of the smell. After double checking everything I left. When I came back the day after, I was in the 2nd floor dusting the parlor area when I heard chains being dragged on the floor. At first it startled me and I just brushed it off as someone outside.. but then i heard it again and again. It definitely was coming from inside the house so I ran as fast as I could downstairs to tell the other housekeeper that somebody else could possibly inside.. (it was only the two of us there that day) she just looked at me and told me to mind my own business and keep working. That it was nothing! She was kind of a mean old lady but I shrugged it off and went back upstairs.. again out of nowhere that putrid stench of burnt rotten meat filled the air. It was very annoying because just like that it randomly came and went.. somedays you’d smell it downstairs, others upstairs. Later on that day while I was using the restroom, I heard this huge commotion upstairs on the 3rd floor.. what sounded like a young girl screaming and a woman chasing after her to “Get in here!” I literally was like wtf??? I opened the door and heard running upstairs and then it stopped.

  The yelling, the screaming, everything. I went back downstairs and at this point I was frustrated and told the other housekeeper what I had just heard. She looked at me and she says “you never hear anything ok? It’s best if you just go on as if you don’t notice a thing”.. thing is she always assured me there was no one there. That we were fine. Needless to say, while I worked at that house A WHOLE MONTH because that’s how long I could take .. I had heard repetition of the same yelling, screaming, and chasing.. other days I’d hear chains dragging and dropping on the floor.. but the thing that did it for me was when I was taking my lunch break on the 2nd floor and heard a sudden cry of agony and despair followed by the sound of chains that seemed to be coming from the 3rd floor. I panicked thinking someone was hurt and needed help so as soon as I was getting up to go get help I see a tall dark man with chains around his neck and just like that i ran out of that house as quick as possible. I never even told the person that hired me that i had no intentions of returning I just stopped showing up.

  As rude as that seems I could care less I just wanted nothing to do with that place. Anyway it wasn’t until 4 years later when i had long moved away from Louisiana, that I had returned to New Orleans with my boyfriend on vacation.. we decided to do one of their spooky history tours and I tell you when I seen that familiar building my heart sank. Anxiety was building up inside me as the tour guide told the story of the building I once use to work at.. and the horrible tragic malicious things that happened there. I felt sick to my stomach that I begged my boyfriend and I to go back to the hotel.. when I worked at the infamous LaLaurie Mansion i never knew that history heck I hadn’t ever heard of it. But after the tour facts and doing my own research everything I experienced there made sense.. it still gives me goosebumps to this day remembering that day I heard madame LaLaurie chasing after what could have been a slave girl upstairs in the 3rd floor. I’m almost positive it was her. Also I will add that, the stench of rotten burnt meat, could have been the spirits of the many slaves that died tortured by the hands of that evil woman.
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  (#2) Alaska

  • 1959-01-03

  From Redditor /u/westernflr:

  I have had a few different experiences in Alaska. Especially in some of the villages of the west there is often an eerie feeling of watchfulness. Some of the native stories will make your blood run cold. The most personal experience I had occurred 1.5 months ago. My family and I were hiking a local trail. We had gone about 100 yards, when suddenly my daughter would go no further. She cowered and kept looking to our right flank in the bushes. Our dog halted and began to backtrack to the trailhead. My sons immediately stood still. About the time my wife and I look at each other we are hit with the worst sense of dread and evil I've ever felt. It felt as if an attack was imminent. Then the smell hit. The only smell I could compare it to was when I recovered a body for the first time, but 100 times worse. My hand strayed to my gun, but I already knew that this wasn't a physical threat. I began to pray, and it cleared up in about 30 seconds. The birds started singing again.

  It happened twice more along the trail, and only stopped when I prayed. I also told whatever it was to not follow us anymore. Freaky stuff.
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  (#3) Connecticut

  • 1788-01-09

  From Redditor /u/TheOddSenses:

  Dudleytown

  Our friend Jason had brought us down there. He's actually camped out overnight in town, and he's a veteran of exploring Dudleytown. On the hike in he had told us a few stories of his experiences over the years. Now as they are stories from a 3rd party, I cannot corroborate any of the stories but I would tend to believe Jason, possibly with slight exaggeration. One of the stories he had told us was about the first and last time he camped out overnight. He and two of his friends had setup a tent in the foundation of an old house. While they were laying in the tent getting ready to go to sleep, they all had heard what sounded like someone wearing boots, walking across a wooden floor. It only lasted for a couple of seconds but it had freaked everyone out enough that they weren't able to fall asleep. He had explained that at this point they were all very exhausted, all though couldn't sleep so perhaps the exhaustion played a part in their experiences but the fact that every experienced the same events make it hard to blame the exhaustion. After the footsteps, everyone sat up in the tent and began to talk about what they had heard and were all a bit shocked. Jason had decided to light up a cigarette a minute or so after the footsteps, however it refused to stay lit.

  He would light it, take a puff, and then it would go out seconds later. He had began to get frustrated with it and threw the cigarette out of the tent. He checked his watch and decided that maybe it was a good idea to try to sleep again. When he'd checked his watch it was about 1:33AM and they had to be up by 5AM, they needed to pack up and leave before sunrise in case any police came through to patrol. Everyone talked for a minute and tried to fall asleep again. They all laid down and tried to sleep. Everyone had tossed and turned and none of them were able to stay comfortable. They all had complained about the sensation that their skin was crawling, they had all experienced sudden hot flashes and all night they'd felt as though someone was watching them. Jason had finally sat up and decided he just wasn't going to be able to sleep. He pulled out his phone to text his girlfriend and noticed his phone had said that it was 1:35AM. They were all far beyond confused. They felt as though they'd been tossing and turning in their sleeping bags for at least a half hour, but it had only been a couple of minutes.

  For the next hour or so they sat in their tent smoking cigarette's and having random conversations. However their camping trip was turned upside down when at around 3:20AM they heard a loud crunching of leaves coming from the forest next to them. The footsteps had come out of nowhere. They didn't hear the footsteps start farther away and come closer, they just started seemed to start out of nowhere, at most 30 or 40 feet from the tent. They had though maybe it was a bear or a deer, but the footsteps were abnormal. Jason had described it to me as though someone would take 2 quick steps, and then stop for a second or 2, and then take another 2 steps, stop for a second or 2 and then take 2 more quick steps. Almost as though someone was leaping from one point to another. Everyone in the tent began to panic, everyone had a weapon of some kind in their hand and sat there frozen while the footsteps circled the tree's outside of the tent. The footsteps stopped after a minute, but they didn't seem to walk away from the tent, they just stopped. They began to panic that maybe someone was outside watching them from the trees.

  Jason's friend had yelled out something like "Is somebody out there?" to which there was no response. After a few minutes they decided they should check. Jason grabbed his flashlight and so did the others. They slowly opened the tent shining as much light outside as they could. They pointed their flashlights towards where the sounds were coming from but nothing was there. They kept the lights on the trees for a while when they heard a very deep, very guttural, very raspy growl from the trees behind them. They spun around, flashed the lights and behind them was a rather open section of the town, the nearest tree line was about 100 feet away and they saw nothing in the openness. At that point they decided it was time to leave. They grabbed their valuables but actually left the tent as they were too freaked out to bother packing up a tent they spent $40 on a Wal-Mart the day before they went out to the town. Jason had told us that the hike back was nerve-wracking. The entire 10 minute hike out of town they felt as though they were being watched and something was trying to push them out of town. Once they had gotten out of Dudleytown limits their anxiety and hotflashes, cold sweats and feelings of being watched melted away.
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  (#4) Kentucky

  • 1792-06-01

  From Redditor /u/ANoobRiot:

  Waverly Hills Sanatorium

  We were in a group of 5 that basically broke up into 2 and 3. on the first floor, nothing much happened. We were just getting use to the place. After about 2 hours the scare factor of the building left. We went to the 2nd floor of the building and at first everything was fine, we were in a big room at the corner of the building and my friend and I feeling watched from this room the whole time we are on this floor. We both keep walking in the hallway away from this room constantly looking over our shoulder. My friend, gets a look at a figure as what he describes as a tall shadow. He is basically freaking out like any sane person would so we go to catch up with the others in the cafeteria which is on the other side of the 2nd floor. Passing by that same corner room, I see a black shadowy mass that’s about half as tall as me, I’m 5’7”.

  We get to the 4th floor, skipping the boring/not my experiences part.

  It’s about 4 and half hours into our six hour time frame and my friend, is still feeling watched. I’m fine now and have been since we left the 2nd floor. So it’s a little weird, I am thinking that he is still freaked out from the figure he saw. But on the 4th floor, we are all 5 together on one side of the building. We get to the end where we will have to walk back around through the outer hallway. I turn around and look down the corridor and see a fairly tall shadow figure about the 3/4th the size of the door frame in that picture, peeking at us. I tell the group, frantically, there is something peeking at us. It stops then peeks around the corner again. I announce it again and again and it repeats pulling its head in and peaking out 3 times. For the rest of the night we don’t see or hear anything else.

  I ask one of the volunteers at the end of the tour to look at some photos, and the first one she shows is of a shadow figure named Tim or Malinda, apparently it has two names. Who is a tall black shadow figure who as soon as I saw the photo, I have a gut feeling that that’s what I saw, and may have been following us in Waverly that night.
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  (#5) Kansas

  • 1861-01-29

  From Redditor /u/lizahotham:

  The Sallie House

  Of you've never heard of it, the Sallie House is a notorious haunted house in Kansas, and has been called one of the most haunted houses in the US. Google it if you would like the full story, it's very interesting.

  My friends (Tommy, Capp, Pat) and I (23) rented the house last year, and decided to investigate it. We used to do these types of things in high school, and I have always been very sensitive to energies and spirits in general. The house is haunted by a little girl named Sallie, however there is no record, since being built, of any girl named Sallie dying in the home. Sallie particularly doesn't like men, and many men experience visible scratches.

  My friends and I got into the house around midnight. As soon as you enter the home, you just get this weird feeling of being watched. The house has an upstairs with 3 bedrooms, the first floor has a living room, dining room, and kitchen.

  We were standing in the dining room, talking about our plan, and all of a sudden Capp and I heard what sounded like a little girl humming. It wasn't the fridge, or a mechanical noise, it sounded very human, and like a little girl. I called the other guys, but as soon as I said something it stopped. We then heard someone walk across the floor upstairs, like heavy men's bootsteps. The footsteps would continue all night, anytime we were on the first floor.

  We decided to go upstairs, I was in the middle, Pat was last. Both Pat and I heard what sounded like someone whisper "HEY" loudly in our ear. None of the others heard it, and it definitely shook up up.

  As soon as we got to the top of the stairs, it felt like none of us could breathe. It felt like something sitting on all our chest, and you could hear all of us breathing heavily. Anytime any of us went upstairs, it felt heavy and very hard to breathe.

  We sat in the little girls room (kids bed, lots of teddy bears.) Tommy and Pat were sitting on the bed, Capp and I were sitting on the floor in the corners. Tommy jumped up and yelled at Pat to "quit touching him," but Pat hadn't been moving at all, I had been looking at both of them. Tommy said it felt like there was someone tickling his sides, and he thought Pat was messing with him. We then heard a thump, and Capp and I saw a dark shadow walk across the doorway of the room across the hall. We both ran over there, but there was no one there. We then heard a very loud THUMP, like someone dropped something heavy on the floor in the 3rd bedroom. We ran over there, again nothing was on the floor or happened.

  There was plenty of other experiences. We would hear someone having a conversation in other rooms, but couldn't make it out. It just sounded like someone muttering. Every voice was a man, except the little girl humming. The shadows we would see moving we're all very tall.
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  (#6) Pennsylvania

  • 1787-12-12

  From Redditor /u/kuhlowiexd:

  Sachs Covered Bridge 

  I've lived in Gettysburg my entire life (18 years at the time) and have seen some creepy stuff. The most intense paranormal experience I've had was at Sachs Bridge. I went here with my friends one night around 10pm. We parked our vehicle and got out to see who all was there. There was a man and a woman, and like many times I have visited this place, there was a small group of 4 ghost hunters sitting on the bridge with one of those static boxes used to communicate with ghosts. We thought this would ruin our experience because we wanted to be the only ones here, but we shrugged it off. We walked across the bridge a few times, pausing at either side to look down the other end. The man and the woman had walked to their car and left, but the ghost hunters were still there.

  Since we hadn't seen anything yet, we decided to just stand and listen to the ghost hunters' attempts to communicate. It was dark out that night, but the moon provided some light so we could just barely see the opposite opening of the bridge. The man and woman who we thought had left, had come back. I couldn't see the woman, but I thought it was because she had taken a seat up on the waist-level stone wall along the outer sides of the bridge. I thought she just blended in with the dark. But I saw the man's white t-shirt. It looked like he was in front of the stone wall, kind of rocking back and forth as if he was in front of the woman taking steps toward her and then back, and then forward, and back again. The harder I looked, the more I realized I really could only see a shirt, and even in the moon light couldn't see any other features of the man. Not his head, or his legs, and I couldn't see the woman at all.

  I thought this was weird, and honestly doubted whether I was actually seeing anything at all or just psyching myself out, so I quietly asked my group if anyone else was seeing what I was seeing. 2 of 4 said they saw what I saw, and as we all stared intensely at the spot I was pointing out, the white shirt began rotating, while still swaying back and forth. Almost as if the man's torso was hung there, swinging. All while this is happening, the ghost hunters are asking any spirits to speak out. Something comes over the static when they ask if there is somebody there with them. In the blink of an eye the "t-shirt" we thought we saw was gone. We all got tense, and as we peered across the bridge some more, there was a black silhouette that appeared to be slowly moving across the bridge in our direction. The ghost hunters didn't seem to notice anything we were seeing, and we weren't about to say anything about it because we were all too tense to speak. The silhouette was not bobbing up and down like a person would if they were walking. It was if it was gliding towards us, slowly at first. I quietly asked again, "are you guys seeing this?" and my group nodded their heads. The black silhouette appeared to be picking up speed, so of course we screamed and RAN back to the car. We got in, and I sh*t you not, the car would NOT start for a good minute.
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  (#7) Hawaii

  • 1959-08-21

  From Redditor /u/te144_kuro:

  Pearl Harbor

  I was in the third grade when we visited Pearl Harbor to go on the battleship. It was cool. While walking around with the tour guy, a guy passed me, but the minute he walked pass me, it felt cold. Later when the tour guy showed us the photo of the men who died on Pearl Harbor and the guy who felt cold wore the same uniform but I didn't think about it. Afternoon came and we were returning with the bus. I was talking to my friend about the guy who wore the uniform but my friends looked at me strangely and said that no one passed me with that uniform on and the only people who was there at the time was the tour guide and our school.
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  (#8) New York

  • 1788-07-26

  From Redditor /u/Kawaii_Desu_Chan:

  The Sleepy Hollow Cemetery

  The Sleepy Hollow cemetery always gives me the spooks, especially going near the the old mausoleums. There is also an old statue of a lady that is called ‘The Bronze Lady.’ Its located within the cemetery and supposedly comes to life, but most of the time you can her crying. It is said that if you hear her crying and knock on the mausoleum in front of her, then you will have nightmares that night, and if you sit on her lap, she will cry tears of blood. Just don’t hit her in the face, to insult her further, or else you will be cursed for life.
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  (#9) California

  • 1850-09-09

  From Redditor /u/f*cks_in_forts:

  The Queen Mary

  I have a good story about the Queen Mary. This might be long.

  So about 10 years ago (I think I was around 15) my dad and I decided to go to the queen Mary for the day. We decided to do the ghost tour and back then you would go through the pool area, dressing rooms, Room b340, the boiler rooms and get a little tour of the ship. (Side note- my boyfriend and I did the ghost tour a couple months ago and it was super disappointing. Everything was closed for renovations so we didn’t get to go anywhere interesting. Not worth the money)

  Anyway, our tour guide would stop at certain locations and tell us a story or two and we could take pictures. She stopped at door 13 and told us about an 18-year-old guy who had been crushed to death when he leaned through the door to grab something (legend is he was grabbing a wrench) as it was closing. She said many people have seen him including a security guard and his dog.

  After door 13 we went to the boiler rooms. The first boiler room had been renovated to be a banquet hall and the tour guide said it never really got any use. There was an older overweight handy man in khaki shorts and a white T-shirt sitting alone in a corner on a fold out chair eating a sandwich. He will be relevant later.

  The last boiler room is gutted of all of the machinery but everything else is original. There is a platform and a catwalk built up because the floor is all metal beams and pipes. We stood on the platform and watched a movie about the ship, and then we were free to walk the catwalk and take pictures. I stayed on the platform because I had a better view of the entire room when everyone’s flashes were going off. I didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary.

  We left the boiler room, went up a bunch of stairs and were waiting for the rest of the group when I hear a guy behind me say he thinks he got a picture of something. This guy was an older gentleman with his wife and another older couple. He shows them his pictures and the wives start giving him sh*t, saying it’s just some handyman that we must not have noticed. The other husband says something about how it is pretty weird and how nobody dresses like that anymore.

  At this point I needed to know what they were looking at, so I went up and asked. He took pictures in succession from the catwalk of the back corner of the boiler room. In the first couple pictures there was nothing and then there was a defined human shape. He zoomed in and even on the small camera screen you could clearly see a young guy in blue coveralls and a page boy hat standing kind of sideways but still staring at the camera. It was a little fuzzy but it looked like he had a dark beard, and a tool belt, and he was holding a long, thin, twisted piece of metal. It was crazy and I called my dad over to see it. A few other people gathered around as well.

  Everyone finally got up the stairs, the tour guide gave her final stories and the tour broke up. My dad and a tried to find the guy to get his email or give him ours so that we could get a copy of the pic but he was gone. We even wandered the ship a few more hours hoping we would find him.

  After that I was obsessed and in my googling I found that the ghost of guy who was crushed in the door is said to be seen with a black beard and and blue overalls. I have yet to read anything about a hat or tool belt though. Every once in a while I try to search for the pic hoping that the guy put it online but I have never found it.
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  (#10) Iowa

  • 1846-12-28

  From Redditor /u/ThatSchizoGuy:

  Villisca Axe Murder House

  Yeah. First off, I highly recommend this place. It is in southwest Iowa. I stayed with 4 friends. I am a psych major with a minor in criminal justice, so I was just happy to stay in such a historic house. My 4 friends were a lot more afraid than I was, so naturally, they had more encounters. I’m not afraid at all, but that doesn’t mean nothing happened. Upon walking in the door, instantly all of smiles went away. 3 of us just instantly started crying. I’m not one to cry. There was definitely some kind of energy.

  Not anger or malice, but sadness. My shirt was tugged a few times. While everyone was obsessed with the attic, I was focused on the kids bedroom (the killer escaped, so I don’t know why people think his spirit still around). In the kids bedroom, I rolled a toy ball. The ball broke the laws of physics. We had a level and the room was relatively even. This ball came to a dead stop and rolled back to me. It was November and the heat was blasting. There was a lock on the thermostat. I experienced multiple cold spots that were unexplainable. The place was actually annoyingly hot most of the time.

  But as a realist, I’m not going to jump right to the conclusions ghosts. My friend followed me down the stairs, but the thing is, I never went downstairs. My other friend gave up and stayed the rest of the night in the barn. The house gave me just enough of an experience to question if ghosts are really real, but not enough to verify it. Which is why I have nothing but questions. I’m trying to make sense of it all (old house, our brains) but I just don’t know. I was 100% skeptical, but I’m about 50/50 now. One thing I know for sure is if you are afraid, sh*t's gunna happen. I wasn’t ever afraid, just so d!mn sad.
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  (#11) Illinois

  • 1818-08-26

  From Redditor /u/TrueDeceiver:

  Bachelors Grove

  Nestled in a forest in Midlothian, IL, the stories surrounding it precedes the known history.

  Originally started as a cemetery to bury those without families or single men around the 1840's. There were over 60 burial plots and not even half of them were ever sold/filled. Oddly enough, there's really not any solid records of anyone who is buried there. Even the name of the cemetery is disputed.

  The land itself is very, very eerie.

  To even get to the cemetery, you have to travel down a road that was once an old turnpike road. Eventually this road was shut down and it was sectioned off from the main road with a curb and a sign that hangs in front of the entrance.

  Actually walking down this road, however, is a challenge in itself.

  I remember the first time I went. It was about 11 or so at night and we had a couple of buddies. It was a super muggy warm night, I'd say around 80 degrees or so. As soon as we made our way down the deteriorating asphalt road, you get this sudden feeling of being watched.

  On top of this, the temperature almost immediately drops when you go down the road. The humidity seemed to disappear and the temperature easily dropped 10-15 degrees. As soon as you make your way to the end of the path, you're greeted by the cemetery entrance.

  The gate surrounding it is in disrepair, heavily rusted from being in a forest for so long. The overgrowth of the wild grass and other plants show that the cemetery has been almost completely overtaken by nature. Once inside, you start to realize that there's really only a few grave sites. Tons of space between each one. I even remember seeing the grave of the infamous "white lady" who was photographed sitting on her headstone.

  In the middle of the cemetery, almost a focal point, is the grave site of a young child. Anyone visiting will usually bring some sort of children's trinket to lay on the headstone and surrounding grave. Although, I did hear that there's no one actually buried in the cemetery anymore. Once people were digging up graves and stealing headstones, families came to retrieve the remains of their loved ones.

  I've also heard tons of other stories about the cemetery. That Al Capone used it as a dumping ground for his enemies. Satanic rituals. Piano wire hanging at neck level so when people run scared through the forest, they're cut swiftly by the taut wire. The phantom cars, which by the way, has to be the scariest sh*t ever.

  I can't even imagine walking down that road, scared sh*tless as it is, then seeing a car coming towards you with its brights on.

  Anyways, legally speaking, you can't be in there at night. It's apart of the forest preserve so it's under the jurisdiction of forest preserve police and they are unequivocally dickheads. They will go out of their way to spend their entire shift just watching the entrance of the cemetery and then giving out trespassing tickets.

  If you really want to go in, go during the day. If you want to go in at night, look at the field that's parallel to entrance. You should see a patrol car in the grass waaaay back to the opposite forest line. If you don't, you're good to go.

  I've been in there and there's definitely some weird sh*t going on. I can't remember a time I went where I didn't feel very panicky and constantly looking over my shoulder. I also recorded a few EVP's as well, with one being a metal on metal sound while we were using a Ouija board in the path (dumb I know). As if someone had a metal hammer and directly hit a part of the fence.
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  (#12) Maryland

  • 1788-04-25

  From Redditor /u/EarthBoundMisfitEye:

  Leonardtown

  A witch cursed a town in Southern Maryland 300 years ago. The townspeople chased her to a rock that now sits in Leonardtown near the old court house. Her hand prints are frozen into it. Further south at Point Look Out there is a ghost walk each year around Halloween. Spirits of the civil war roam around apparently. St Mary's county is definitely haunted according to those who are into that sort of thing. The witch is Moll Dyer. 
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  (#13) Ohio

  • 1803-03-01

  From Redditor /u/riaroochop:

  Old St. Joseph Hospital in Lorain

  The paranormal group I’m a part of has exclusive rights to investigate there (though the hoodlums think the same) and you can book private hunts if that’s something you’re interested in! I’ve personally seen full body apparitions in multiple areas, shadow people EVERYWHERE, disembodied voices, things being thrown at investigators, and recently a group said they saw a crawler in the psych ward. www.tcghohio.org if anybody wants additional information!
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  (#14) Georgia

  • 1788-01-02

  From Redditor /u/sbblue:

  The bluffs and woods down here under Savannah get super creepy at night.. I've seen tall wolf-like beings crossing the road, heard whispered arguing when no one was there, the woods right across the street from me to be exact, the feeling of being watched when walking by is literally overwhelming and has a spot with four gravestones if you know where to look. I love it down here, Savannah is amazing too, walking down town late at night is almost a spiritual experience, you can feel the history in the air.
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  (#15) Maine

  • 1820-03-15

  Redditor /u/lotusblue4:

  Fort William Henry

  I went on the ghost tour there this summer and captured a women on the same stairs . Also in the same room caught a few apparitions at the far end of that room. I was touched and had someone whisper in my ear, in the room where they say a man spirit is hiding under the stairs. I'd like to go again. It would have been nice if they could have turned lights off though.
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  (#16) Florida

  • 1845-03-03

  From Redditor /u/sublimeone:

  Pensacola

  First, we have the Pensacola Light at NAS Pensacola. Legend has it that the light keeper was murdered and that there is a reoccurring blood stain on the floor where he died. Ghost Hunters and TAPS have both filmed episodes there.

  Second up, is the Pensacola Cultural Center, the home of the Pensacola Little Theater. Previously it was the Escambia County Court of Record Building, and houses operational gallows on it's third floor not used since the 1920s which are still in place today. The building was also home to the Pensacola Jail until 1955.
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  (#17) Indiana

  • 1816-12-11

  From Redditor /u/boxmakingmachines:

  The Demon House

  I used to live in that area of Indiana. We heard about it here locally, the stories about that house. The kids being possessed by demons, local social workers making eye-witness reports of crazy sh*t happening (one mentioned seeing one of the possessed kids crabwalk up the walls), etc.

  I even saw that Zak dude one night he was in town. He was dining at a local restaurant while in town to scout out the house. I went up to talk to him to say hello and pick his brain. He was polite but very quiet and reserved and didn't have much to say. He later would say in interviews he had to demolish the house because it was causing so many problems. Who knows if he was being sincere or just trying to drum up publicity for his movie. Either way, this house was well known in the area for all the crazy sh*t that happened. I look forward to watching his movie
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  (#18) Arkansas

  • 1836-06-15

  From Redditor /u/rrrkuh:

  The Crescent Hotel

  I felt compelled to share my experience in hopes of sparking a discussion and hearing from others with similar experiences. I apologize as this may be a long one.

  The Crescent Hotel is a famously haunted hotel in Arkansas. It was ranked the 2nd most haunted location of all time by TAPS/Ghost Hunters, just behind Alcatraz. Being from Arkansas, I knew about the place and had gone twice before, without any experiences. I guess third time is the charm. Ha!

  My mom travels a lot for work and got to stay at the Crescent while she was in town a few weeks ago. I joked that she would be haunted because she would be the only person there working (on paperwork) while everyone else scours the halls trying to catch a ghost. Well- I ate my words on this one.

  She calls me a few hours into her stay- frightened- telling me how some girls told her about a new ghost hunting app, how she had used it, and how all these scary words were said to her using this app. I was like, this is bs. Then she said the meter went “red” and went crazy and the girls snapped her picture and 3 sets of eyes were around her. This admittedly did scare me and I started to empathize. She asked me to drive the hour from my house to the Crescent to stay the night. I asked her if she really was guy scared and if I really needed to go, to which she replied yes, that she was “scared sh*tless.”

  I get there, we sit in her bed and she turns on the app. I laugh and say how I think this app is bs, how I prayed, and so on. First thing the app picks up is “smell.” I’m like, okkkk? And laugh it off and she says oh just wait. I roll my eyes and such, then realize we had just made tea. I say- oh maybe it’s the tea? Lol. Then I laugh and ask it must be a friendly ghost. The next word “doctor” I immediately lose my sh”t tbh. The hotel was once a clinic ran by an evil quack doctor who exploited cancer patients for money, and who would experiment on them. Look it up if you’re interested. At this point, I’m like oh crap. Then a series of words I think were meant to scare, such as “saw”. I get pissed, quite frankly, that this spirit is trying to scare me. And maybe as a defense mechanism, I just up and say “coward!” The next word- “clown” I tell her to shut it off. I’m now processing that this app is like a Ouija board and I was communicating with the meanest spirit in the place. I’ve always been warned not to do that.

  We sat awake with the lights on, trying our best to ease the heaviness we felt all around us. At some point, my mom fell asleep. I was too, until the I heard a telephone ring. Immediately, I was awaken and it hit me like a ton of bricks where I was. The sound of my mom snoring made me even more scared as I had this feeling that I was in for it now. I was now all alone and I knew this spirit was going to show me who the coward was. I was hot, everything felt heavy, and I just tried to close my eyes and hold on for the ride. I started praying immediately. I felt a tug at the side of the bed near my feet, as if someone was tugging the blanket. Then again on the other side. Then a prancing across the bed bed towards my feet. Then I felt something grab around my ankle. Then I just felt the presence just all over me, as if it was right above me- looking me in my (closed) eyes. Over and over, I prayed “God help me God help me God help me” as furiously and as quickly as I could. Within a minute, it was if whatever it was was pulled off me. I opened my eyes, relieved. Thanked God, said “mom” to which she awoke quickly. “We need to get up.” I looked at the clock as she quickly rose- 4:40 ish. I refused to speak on it until we finally made it out of the room and into the ballroom for breakfast. I told her about the strange ring that I woke up to, and she said that was the ring she chose for when she gets an email on her phone. She saw that the email was sent at 4. Told her I had about 30 mins of hell before I woke her up.

  Anyway, I learned that the Crescent is very much haunted, that there is a spirit world intertwined with ours, and that we should NOT attempt to communicate, whether to taunt or otherwise, with it. It just opens the door and it’s scary af.
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  (#19) Oregon

  • 1859-02-14

  From Redditor /u/iwoketoanightmare:

  Fort Stevens

  I had a crazy encounter at Fort Stevens before. Was going through one of the bunkers and passed buy a guy twice dressed in a Civil war union costume, completely decked out. I thought it was just one of those reenactors, but each time I turn around and the guy wasn't there, figured he went into one of the halls or something. Completely spooky. Then I looked it up and it appears to be the resident ghost of the compound.
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  (#20) Texas

  • 1845-12-29

  From Redditor /u/xolivas22:

  Martha's Chapel Cemetery

  I know that Martha's Chapel Cemetery on Bowden Rd in Huntsville, TX is a hotspot for some devious paranormal activity. Locals warn to venturing newcomers to never provoke the spirits that linger there. Some report of spirits following them home, corpses escaping their graves, and a mysterious cult being present there.
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  (#21) New Jersey

  • 1787-12-18

  From Redditor /u/Rsnyder1116:

  The Devil's Tree

  Somerset County outside of Basking Ridge there is the Devil's Tree. It is said that people were hung from the tree and it is cursed and haunted. If you take something from the tree a piece of bark or a twig bad things will happen to you. You will be harmed in some way. If you travel the road it is on late at night you will be chased by a big black truck. It will try to run you off the road. You don't want them to catch you.

  A little back story I have heard. I don't know if it is true or. not but I make's more sense then the supernatural. In that area the is/was an active chapter of the KKK. They held there meetings around that area so they spread the story to try to scare people off. They would chase people off so they wouldn't interrupt/stumble across their meetings.
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  (#22) Virginia

  • 1788-06-25

  From Reddit User:

  Bunnyman Bridge

  I live in Northern Virginia, outside of Washington D.C., so there are lots of haunted places. However, the one urban legend / haunted place I like is Bunnyman Bridge. Legend has it that in the 1930s a train going from DC to Richmond, VA carrying the criminally insane broke down in the forest rural Fairfax County (not really rural now, but back then it was), and an inmate escaped. It was around Easter time. He found an Easter bunny outfit and an ax. He hid out under the bridge, murdered some people, hung rabbit carcasses off the bridge, and then disappeared.
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  (#23) West Virginia

  • 1863-06-20

  From Redditor /u/wvmonsters:

  Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum

  Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum (TALA) is by far the most haunted place in the state. The history on the place is insane. A former paranormal researcher named Cindie Harper is writing a book about multiple WV haunts and TALA is on that list. I've seen her photography and videos from there as well. I think she will be announcing the book title soon. It's due to be published this year. I will try to find out and let you all know.
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  (#24) Delaware

  • 1787-12-07

  From Redditor /u/killcrew:

  Fort Delaware

  Originally built in the early 1800s to protect the harbors at Wilmington and Philadelphia, a stone fort was constructed to serve as a prison during the Civil War. At the height of the war, it held 33k confederate prisoners and about 2500 died while incarcerated.

  There was also slave quarters maintained on the grounds as well.

  The innards of the fort are rather dark, dank and cold, even on the hottest days. Also, sound travels very easily, and whispers from 100 feet away can sound like they are right in your ear. Ghosthunters did multiple episodes at the Fort.

  Worth checking out just for the history of the place. They do offer ghost tours and things like that as well.
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  (#25) Minnesota

  • 1817-12-10

  From Redditor /u/hauntedgamer666:

  The Palmer House Hotel in Sauk Centre, MN

  Has been on Ghost Adventures season 7, and Ghost Adventures Aftershock season 1, along with the most recent season of Dead Files.

  I have been here 8 times. All rooms have activity, the most active rooms are 11, 17, & 22. I have had experiences in all 3.

  In the afternoons they do a historical tour and ghost hunt for a fee.
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  (#26) Wisconsin

  • 1848-05-29

  From Redditor /u/thiz1ladyovahere:

  Mason Manor Apartments

  I used to live at Mason Manor Apartments in Appleton, and I swear my apartment was haunted. My husband and I would see him out of the corner of our eyes, but as soon as you turned to look he was gone. He hated things being on top of the refrigerator and would routinely throw everything to the floor. One time our kitchen cupboards opened and everything flew out across the kitchen. We asked around and turns out the last tenant was an older guy named Mike who died in the apartment, so we started talking to him and letting him know he could stay if he wanted to, but that it was our home now. After we spoke to him we didn't have many things happen, just the usual doors opening and closing, and the footsteps sound, but he stopped throwing things.
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  (#27) Arizona

  • 1912-02-14

  From Redditor /u/funnybiggirl:

  The Jerome Grand Hotel

  I just recently went for my birthday and definitely had some weird experiences! My boyfriend and I were in room 37B which is the room that a lady committed suicide in.

  It started off in broad daylight during an attempted pre-exploring nap, I was laying on my side and the back of my thighs got ice cold. It was bone chilling cold! The AC was not on, there wasn't a draft, I checked everything from the door, balcony, and window and no cold air. I laid back down and then the back of my shoulder got ice cold. I made my bf change sides on the bed and he felt the cold for a couple of minutes then it came back to me on the other side! It was so weird!

  The cold spots just became a normal thing for the next couple of days. My bf said he kept feeling like he was getting poked at night (it wasn't me lol).

  The second night was creepy af! I was hot and irritated for no reason. My bf was sleeping soundly, but I was angry and freaking burning up (wishing for a cold spot lol). Then out of nowhere, I felt a presence behind me sitting at the table. I was facing the middle of the bed and I was so creeped out, I woke my bf up and told him to switch me sides because I felt a presence over there. He switched with me and I ended up passing out right away and he was the one up and feeling all the things! Although he wasn't burning up like I was. I woke up and he was completely wrapped up like a burrito in the comforter LOL.

  It was definitely an experience for both of us. I recommend staying at least two nights because I think you have a better chance at encountering something!
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  (#28) Washington

  • 1889-11-11

  From Redditor /u/staxofmax:

  Cape Disappointment, North Head Assistant Lighthouse Keeper's Residence

  Stayed there a few years ago on a dark and stormy winter's weekend. The wife saw a full bodied apparition of a women in old timey clothing and we both experienced appliances turning themselves on and off on top of the otherwise general spooky vibes. Apparently back in 1923 the wife of the assistant lighthouse keeper committed suicide by jumping off a cliff, after a long struggle with mental illness.
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  (#29) New Mexico

  • 1912-01-06

  From Reddit User:

  I go to a school in Northern New Mexico, an old converted Navajo missionary school with a building built in 1812 and other times for other buildings. There are loads of old tunnels underneath the school, people who have died, locked off and untouched rooms for decades, and paranormal experiences of many of the students. Many of the experiences that I have heard, and trust considering who told me the stories and their genuine fear, revolve around some shadow creature on the ceilings, and little corners of the buildings where kids are compelled to go, and just sit there overnight for no reason. In dorms people hear the shadow creature, see it in ceilings and in different buildings. I have specific stories and descriptions for those who might know about these kinds of things or who may be interested. A very creepy school regardless.
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  (#30) Idaho

  • 1890-07-03

  From Redditor /u/BrettBritton:

  Old Idaho Penitentry

  It's a museum it used be a prison back in 1890 I believe all the way up to 1973!

  Super haunted you can go in the room where they did executions!
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  (#31) North Carolina

  • 1789-11-21

  From Redditor /u/blondex1:

  Grove Park Inn

  The Grove Park Inn in Asheville has always been one of my favorite places (and creepiest) places ever. Apparently there was a woman who fell from the hotel floor’s balcony sometime in the 1920’s. It is unknown if her death was suicide, an accident or had something to do with foul play. Yet people have called her The Pink Lady over many years and say that you can not only see her but that she is a very playful spirit who haunts the room right in front of where she fell. The hotel even acknowledges the fact of her presence which I think is interesting. As much as I love Grove Park, I have always gotten such a creepy vibe from that place and the energy there I feel is very strong.
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  (#32) North Dakota

  • 1889-11-02

  From Redditor /u/Synecdoche7335:

  Prairie St. John Mental Hospital

  One that I've never seen mentioned on any haunted places list is Prairie St. John, the mental hospital here in Fargo. I wouldn't recommend checking it out because people obviously are there 24/7 and there would be no real way of investigating, but my dad, mom, and a few other people I know (including myself) have spent time there or worked there. It used to be a nunnery back in the day. My dad, who is a complete skeptic, told us about the underground tunnels between the buildings there. He said one night he was walking along doing his duties and had to cross over to the other building, so he took the underground tunnel and in the darkness a nun walked right past him. She said a nice hello which my dad returned, he turned to check if she was there when he passed and she was gone. By all accounts there's something off about the place. Seriously sad it's a poor place for investigation though.

  Another place to checkout might be Bonanzaville in Fargo which is where a lot of the oldest buildings in the area were moved to are and now stored, along with large museum section and tons of old cars. The amount of history there is unreal and there have been several reports by employees of hauntings, footsteps, footprints/handprints, the works.

  The last place I would suggest is Fort Abercrombie just south of Fargo, if you happen to go by at night or visit when it's getting dark in the fall the vibe is strange. It was the site of some battles and there are a couple original buildings from the time still there. Never heard reports of it being haunted but I personally feel strange there.

  All that said I've never really had a personal experience here but these are the places I don't see mentioned commonly on any haunting index/site which I have heard from skeptics and people I trust are strange at the very least.
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  (#33) Nevada

  • 1864-10-31

  From Redditor /u/LawSchoolQuestions_:

  Fox Ridge Park in Henderson, NV (part of the Las Vegas area).

  I have been there multiple times and have seen/felt some promising things - but I make no claim that it is definitely haunted.

  One supposed hot spot is the swing sets. According to reports the swing may move on its own/a demon child will appear in pictures of the swing set/you may get pushed as you sit on the swings. I believe this to be simple myth and is perpetuated as a way to scare teenagers as opposed to being based on actual experiences. I can’t claim that it’s not true at all, but over the course of multiple trips there I did not experience/see/feel anything related to the swings.

  Edit: Just to clarify, I have seen things that are unexplained there, just nothing to do with the swing set.
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  (#34) Tennessee

  • 1796-06-01

  From Redditor /u/EagleVol63:

  So here’s my own set of stories, all in relation to Johnson City as I am originally from that area. In college, before any of my friend group could drink, we got wild hairs and decided to go “Ghost Bustin’” as we called it. This usually involved us loading up into a vehicle and cruising through the hollows and hills of East Tennessee. We had done our research, be it on the internet or in local ghost story books, and found quite a few places to explore.

  The first of which I will mention is the exit 27 ramp off of I-26 near Erwin. Legend has it that a group of high schoolers were killed by a drunk driver while coming off the ramp one night, many decades ago, after prom. Now their spirits watch the ramp, pushing vehicles back up the ramp and away from the bisecting road. I can personally attest to this experience. If you go at night, and there usually isn’t any other traffic, you can stop your car on the bottom of the ramp and put it in neutral. Doing so will make your car roll back up the ramp!

  The second place is also near Erwin, it is called Bumpass Cove. From what I can remember, there were several stories about this place including a Confederate Cemetery with ghosts (we could never find it). We did however find a family cemetery with a paved road around it. Legend had it that if you drove around this cemetery on a full moon three times, a ghost Jeep would chase you down the mountain. This cemetery was very isolated and near the Cherokee National Forest. I don’t think we ever managed to do this on a full moon. We still got scared though.

  The third story I will share is of the Jobe Cemetery in Downtown Erwin. The cemetery is located in town but sinks down into a creek and heavily forested area. I believe at the back end there is a large, or was once a large railroad yard. Well, legend has it that the ghost of a murderous hobo who apparently was killed in a brawl in Erwin haunts the cemetery. We explored the cemetery numerous times, but never saw much once again. It was very creepy and unsettling, to go back down into the back of the cemetery, so close, yet so far away from the living world.

  Another story we found was about an abandoned old house called “Gwendolyn’s House” which sits off Bristol Hwy between Piney Flats and Elizabethton. This house was allegedly haunted, and tales of it can be found, or could be found when we looked years ago, on Topix. I don’t really know the backstory. But we went to it on several occasions and got scared out of minds. The house sat on a one lane road, maybe called Koonz Rd(?) and was literally falling in. Two in our group were brave enough to check it out, but another guy and I stayed in the car. The one in the car with me was a self proclaimed rational atheist humanist blah blah blah who didn’t believe in ghosts. He ended up having a panic attack in the car and swore he was seeing an old lady in the upper story window rocking in a chair.

  Those are a few I have off the top of my head. I would recommend checking out the Sensabaugh Tunnel as well, I would discuss that, but can’t bring myself to talk about it since that one horrible night in the fall of 2011.
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  (#35) Colorado

  • 1876-08-01

  From Redditor /u/korfax:

  The Palmer Lake Fire Department Firehouse

  There's a poltergeist named George who haunts the firehouse. It is speculated that George is actually the first chief of the department, Byron Medlock, who is said to have died at the firehouse of a heart attack. Activities observed include knocking on walls, footsteps heard out in the engine bay when no one is there, the sound of doors opening and closing when they should be locked, cold spots, feelings of dread, things moving by themselves, appliances and faucets turning on by themselves, people being touched, and in one extreme instance a trainee firefighter getting pushed out of bed and dragged across the floor for being rude to George. A local witch offered to do a seance for us but we declined, as George's antics were mostly harmless and we didn't want to cause anymore trouble. He had become endeared to us over the years and he felt like as much a piece of history in that town as the station itself was, and we considered him as part of the crew.
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  (#36) Missouri

  • 1821-08-10

  From Redditor /u/Nitemar3:

  Castlewood State Park-Wildwood 

  Rock Hollow Trail, or as locals like to call it, "Zombie Road" 

  Despite urban legend, there was never a mentally handicapped person who escaped from a nearby institution nicknamed "Zombie", a story I heard regarding the name origin, nor was there a creepy psycho that lived in a shack there who killed young lovers (if that doesn't sound like a cliche urban legend, I don't know what does). That's not to say the land hasn't seen its share of untimely deaths. The park itself was once a resort community; drownings weren't uncommon as well as people stumbling off the cliffs. It also had various speakeasies back in the day. My bf's great-aunt used to own a bar off the Lone Wolf Trail; the bar had a corridor leading right down to the Meramec River (Prohibition). It's rumored some of the big crime bosses used this corridor to move their product. Bf's mom remembers working late at this bar and hearing furniture move; when she checked the room, she could see fresh scratches on the floor. The Missouri Pacific Railroad operated through this area too; there is one documented railroad death and speculations of others. It is also said to have a presence of Native American spirits as well. My boyfriend grew up in this area and a girl he knew in high school committed suicide somewhere in the park; my friend's husband is a police officer and said there have been a handful of suicides in that park. The StL Co police usually have a presence there after park hours, FYI.
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  (#37) Nebraska

  • 1867-03-01

  From Redditor /u/otter2269:

  Centennial Hall in Valentine

  You can Google it for some ghost hunters videos and such. The place is now a museum, but was formerly the high school and was built around 1897. It's very creepy looking from the outside. The old high school gymnasium and theater are right next door. Takes you back to the Hoosiers days.

  A high school student was poisoned and died in the school back in I believe the 1930's. Lights mysteriously turn off and on in the middle of the night while the doors are locked and no one is inside. Shadow people have been seen in the windows along with curtains moving. A chair started rocking on one of the ghost videos and orbs have been seen as well. Strange smells, along with bells ringing or music playing have also been reported.
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  (#38) Rhode Island

  • 1790-05-29

  From Redditor /u/toorichformyblood:

  Slater Mill

  My first job was at Slater Mill. I was an assistant camp counselor in the summer day camp they held there. I was only 14 but was allowed to work because of an inner city kids program. One day while the kids were outside I was upstairs gathering supplies. There were these long shelving units that ended at the wall and there were artifacts old toys etc that were being cataloged. I saw a young girl go back there and as I was about to yell to her to get out of there I realized it wasn’t a girl just something I had seen. There was nowhere for her to have gone from the spot where I saw her enter. It was the shelf that had a small doll house and what looked like wooden games of some sort. I absolutely saw something that day and I never felt quite alone, even when I was. I would hear steps when there wasn’t anyone around and just walking into the mill building had such an electric feeling.
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  (#39) Michigan

  • 1837-01-26

  From Redditor /u/thiz1ladyovahere:

  North Ayr Rd in Pellston

  North Ayr Rd in Pellston is super creepy. I don't know the full backstory, but I went down there one night with friends because we had heard it was haunted. My fricar died completely, and we couldn't even push it out, which was strange because we had just pushed it out of a ditch two day prior, just the two of us, this time we had 4 people and couldn't move it an inch. So we decided to walk back to the main road for help. Keep in mind when we drive down the road it was 10pm about, and by the time we got out to the main road was 3am. There is no way it took us that long to walk back. So if you're ever in the area, at night and want to check it out, go down past the residential homes and into the two track, and it's just like an unwelcome feeling.
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  (#40) Mississippi

  • 1817-12-10

  From Redditor /u/clockwork_jello:

  I knew of a place a lot of my friends definitely experienced negative feelings and weird occurences. It was an old plantation style home hid back in the woods of D'iberville along the bay. The story was it was the home of a slave owner and it was haunted by the spirits of slaves that died there. On the property was a smaller ruined building that was supposedly slave quarters and I talked to more than person that would get really strong feelings they were not wanted there when they got near it. I only visited the place once and I personally did not experience anything on my visit. This was many years ago before Hurricane Katrina. Due to the location being so close to the water, how rundown it was and how muddy the land was I could not have imagined it to have survived the hurricane unfortunately.
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  (#41) Vermont

  • 1791-03-04

  From Redditor /u/gmarches:

  Gold Brook Bridge

  For those who haven’t heard of Emily’s bridge (officially named the Gold Brook covered bridge), it’s an old covered bridge in Stowe, Vermont, that is alleged to be haunted by the ghost of Emily, a girl who hung herself from the bridge rafters about a century ago
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  (#42) Wyoming

  • 1890-06-10

  From Redditor /u/SetOnRandom:

  Wyoming Frontier Prison Museum, Rawlins

  Heard so much scary stuff (threats of death and torture) while on the tour that I freaked out and headed for the parking lot and waited for my friends to join me. There was one other person already there for the same reason.
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  (#43) Alabama

  • 1819-12-14

  From Redditor /u/QueenAmeliaFox:

  I’m from Montgomery and I’ve had some interesting experiences here, Montgomery is full of historical sites, many are supposedly haunted, I haven’t been to all of them, but based on one experience I had, I wouldn’t be surprised if most of them actually were. The one site I’m referring to is the Library at Huntingdon College, I’ve been a few times, but one night when I was in I think the 7th or 8th grade, my dad took my brother and me to look up information for separate school projects, my brother and Dad were downstairs using the old computers and I was upstairs looking for a certain book, it was fairly late so the library was pretty empty, but I kept feeling an overwhelming sensation that someone was watching me and following me, I moved from row to row trying to see if anyone was there, when I saw nobody I got pretty freaked out, then I saw the faint shape of a man pass by the shelf in front of me, I moved to the next row to find him, but there was absolutely nobody there, so I grabbed hold of my books and sped down the stairs as fast as I could to go find my family, I never left their side the rest of the time we were there haha, I can still feel the same fear when I remember that experience today and that was at least 10 years ago, pretty scary.
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  (#44) Massachusetts

  • 1788-02-06

  From Redditor /u/Cuyoya:

  Burial Hill

  Up behind the Church of the Pilgrimage, you may notice a wonderful graveyard! Those are always fun. It used to be the site of an old fort, and there's even some remnants of the walls. But it's almost always been a graveyard. There are many old graves, even some you can't really see. Best to stick to the paths, as to not trip on any of them. This is probably the hottest spot, in terms of consistent activity. Batteries being drained, solid shadow figures wandering about, all that fun stuff. A great spot is under what is now known as "Wolf's Tree". Wolf was a local man who was homeless, but loved to draw, was super nice, and everyone downtown knew him. He also really loved thunderstorms, and watching the lightning. Unfortunately, one night during such a lightning storm, he climbed up into the highest tree on Burial Hill to watch the storm, and was hit by his favorite thing. Died instantly. Now, that tree is commonly visited by everyone, has a buncha carvings in it, and seemingly a bit of Wolf has stayed behind and hangs around that tree.

  Same thing goes for a captain whose men died during a winter storm and had to be buried in a mass grave, but I suggest looking up the story. You should be able to find it, it's called "The Grim Fate of the Privateer General Arnold," it's a neat read.
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  (#45) Oklahoma

  • 1907-11-16

  From Redditor /u/sonofseriousinjury:

  Bartlesville

  There's several around the Bartlesville area. I was never big on them, but I remember hearing them often as a teenager around this time. I may not have these stories straight, but here's a couple.

  There's a train track/road intersection south of Bartlesville on Gap Road where supposedly a car or bus of children got stuck on and they all died. If you park at the bottom of the hill and put your car in neutral your car will actually roll up hill and on the way down cross the tracks. It's actually pretty crazy to do and it really does feel like you're rolling uphill. We used to do this pretty often in my car.

  There was an old partially burnt down house somewhere in the area that people called "Catman's house" where, I believe the story goes, a disfigured man lived. A mob one night set the house on fire. I'm not sure if he died or not in the story. I had friends that once went and spent the night there. If I remember right they've torn down the house since then.

  Another one on Gap Road is that you can see ghosts and nooses hanging from the tress lining the road where they used to hang African Americans.

  Also, I always heard of "cry baby bridge" where you could hear the cries of a baby left by a single mother, but I'm pretty sure that's just a common tale told in nearly every city.

  EDIT: The Catman story was the Labadie House. That should point you in the right direction.
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  (#46) South Carolina

  • 1788-04-23

  From Redditor /u/iglomise:

  The Horseshoe at USC

  “The Horseshoe” is the oldest part of USC’s campus and has many reported haunts from the South Caroliniana Library to McKissick Museum to Longstreet Theater. The grassy area used to be a training yard during the Civil War and several buildings operated as hospitals. J. Rion McKissick, a former president, is buried outside of the Caroliniana and is said to haunt that building and the museum/visitor center which bears his name at the top of the horseshoe.
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  (#47) Utah

  • 1896-01-04

  From Redditor /u/hulkofsleepy:

  Asylum 49

  This building started out as a hospital, I believe dating back to WW1 or 2, and operated until 2004. Part of the building was used as a nursing home until 2016. Local residents have said that it has always been a bad hospital. One man said he broke his arm as a child, but his family opted to drive the 45 minutes to Salt Lake to get him medical attention. The people who own the haunted house do investigations and tours, Grimm Ghost Tours will also have events here. It was featured on Ghost Adventures.

  Lots of activity here. This building has a very charged energy. Possible demonic entities (I was told four by a psychic on my investigation). On our last investigation we heard a child singing very clearly.
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  (#48) South Dakota

  • 1889-11-02

  From Redditor /u/Youngknife2:

  Gitchie, Gitchie Manitou 

  I suggest you go there first before reading up on the history of it. It's a beautiful nature walk with an abandoned ruins of a house and a small pond. Some people can feel what happened there. Others just see the nature and forget too easily. I've heard of crazy fish in the pond. Ancient Native American writings on the stone edges of the pond. And pioneer graves lining some of the bordering river and farms.
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  (#49) New Hampshire

  • 1788-06-21

  From Redditor /u/panchapancia:

  Portsmouth Lighthouse

  Portsmouth Lighthouse and the surrounding grounds are supposed to be haunted. Don’t recall the specific stories because I haven’t been there in a long time but I remember getting a sudden headache in a bunker and it going away as soon as I left & other similar environmental things every time I went.
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  (#50) Montana

  • 1889-11-08

  From Redditor /u/tbochristopher:

  The Ghost Train

  I lived in Helena Montana (USA) for 1 year. While I was there, someone asked me if I had heard about the ghost train. Apparently the train goes by at the same time every night at this one specific crossing. I had to check it out.

  So we go down to the crossing that night and are standing around chatting. A few minutes pass and the lights on the crossing start to flash and make noise. The arms come down and we're hearing the "ding ding ding ding" warning sounds from the gate. A bit of time later, the wind kicks up and swirls around us as if we were standing close to a train going by.

  Then the wind stopped and the arms went back up...

  --- I can't remember where/when ---

  I can't remember which intersection it was, but there aren't many up there to look at. I haven't been there for in 25 years now and when I go back to Google Maps, it all looks very different. At the time, there weren't any buildings near the crossing. It was an out-of-the-way country road. It was probably the West Side, maybe Head Lane, but when I look at it on Google Maps these days it just doesn't look familiar any more. I want to say it was near a crazy 6+ lane intersection with traffic lights hanging from wires (the lights would blow all crazy in the wind so you could never see when it was your turn), but I can't even find that any more on Google Maps. The place has changed in the past 25 years.

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