Screaming Jenny Of Duffields WV
As a child I grew up in Duffield WV. My brothers and I would walk down the tracks, going to a store in Shenandoah Junction. We would often pass an old house nestled between two orchards. This home was said to be the house of screaming Jenny.
I have listened to...
Get Out of My Room
When I was twenty one years old, my new husband's family offered to sell us a house that had been in his family for generations at an incredibly cheap price. They had a difficult time keeping it rented and did not want to hassle with it anymore. We jumped...
The Dead House
This story took place near Parkersburg WV, years ago when my dad was a young teenager. He is now 54.
My dad, one of his cousins, and a few friends often went camping in the woods located behind a house my dad grew up in. My dad knew these woods...
Ghostly Admirer
In early 1983, my then husband and I moved into our first house off Mud River Road, in Barboursville, WV.
We had to do some painting and such, but we thought we'd be able to have a comfortable home, along with a nice yard...wrong. From the moment I entered the...
Journey: Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum
The fall air was breezy and as I became fully exposed to the chilly West Virginia wind, I felt an overwhelming sense of autumn nostalgia. October was more than halfway through, and I was quickly running out of daylight. I had reached my destination; the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum, formerly...
Bad Dreams
I just became settled into my first apartment alone, a little over my head with the amount of rent but figured I could make it. I came home one night tired from working 13 hours and decided to sleep in the living room. I turn on the radio, nothing...
Ghostly Neighbors
About six months ago I was renting an apartment in a remodeled bank building that had been renovated into apartments. The building was built around 1865 as a bank, and then was a book store, and now apartments. The building had two entrances, one that lead into the first...
Our Friend’s Last Visit
While attending the funeral of a friend, a few of us were standing around before leaving for the cemetery. A woman came up to me and told me to look at something. She pointed up to a ledge on the side of a mountain. On the ledge there was...
Nit-Picking Grandma? And A Friend’s Room
On June 24th, 2009 my grandmother past away in her home. My family and my aunt lived with her. We were all upset and mourned her greatly. About a month after her death, my husband and I were coming home after work. He was my fiancé then, and our...
The Nightly Visitor
I was born in Huntington, West Virginia and grew up in an old wooden two-story house on Auburn road, located in the Westmoreland district. My family bought that house back in 1928. They had moved there from another house on Auburn road, one that was located less than a...
Forgotten Souls Of GC&P
I spent a few years working in a home for those with MR/DD. People familiar with Wheeling will know the house. It's on GC&P Road just past the Troy Corporation on the left side of the road.
The site the house was built on used to house an old farm....
Haunted Motel
I grew up in Ravenswood, WV. My parents were the proprietors of the local Washington Motel. As a result, I practically grew up there, as did my older sister and brother. There were large living quarters in the main office, which included two bedrooms, a second kitchen, and a...