A few days ago, I started thinking about the ghost stories I'd been told as a child. A couple stand out in my mind. Whether they are true or not, I don't know. Also, whether they are regional stories indigenous to my Appalachian Mountain region, I don't know. None the less, they are still scary, especially to someone who is impressionable and sensitive.
The first story involves a teenage girl who, every year around the time of the local prom, could be seen standing on a street corner in town by herself, wearing an old-style prom dress. Several people had seen her disappear into thin air! That was the very street corner, 20 years earlier, that a girl in a prom dress was killed while riding back home from a prom.
The second story is about another girl who was dared to go into a graveyard after dark by herself. As if this weren't bad enough, she had to take a fork and stab it into a grave and then leave. Her "friends" who were waiting outside the cemetery, heard a terrifying scream. They ran to see what had happened and found her lying there dead. It looked as though she had tried to get away, but the fork she had plunged into the ground had caught her dress and had prevented her from doing so!
Finally, this last story, I know, for a fact, is true and it took place in the Appalachians. My mother told me about her grandfather who used to deliver the mail on horseback. One night, as he was making his rounds after dark, he felt someone jump on the back of his horse. When he quickly turned to get rid of whoever it was, no one was there! That was a very brave man if he kept making his rounds after that!
If you have any stories to tell, please e-mail me at: spiritphotographs@gmail.com
Thanks for visiting! Until next Saturday, Becky
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