Truth or Legend? A Killer Slave Haunts the Myrtles Plantation


The Myrtles Plantation in St. Francisville, LA bills itself as one of the most haunted homes in America. Dozens of legends surround the historic property, though the tale of Chloe the killer slave is by far the most famous. But is it true?

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Haunted Headlines – January 2015

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Here are 8 paranormal tales to make headlines this month.

Ghosts Get Around in Creepy Pub Where Patrons Don’t Leave
Sunday World

“Never mind last orders – some of the regulars in this bar are still nursing their pints after last rites. Welcome to Ireland’s spookiest boozer, where everyone is either dying for a drink – or already dead.”

Who Ya Gonna Call? Penn Ghost Project Studies Specters on Campus
The Daily Pennsylvanian

“Bridging subjects from religious studies to nursing to East Asian studies and more, the Penn Ghost Project consists of a group of interdisciplinary professors and academics, who all are interested in studying the social phenomena surrounding ghosts.”

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Ghost Photo: Mind the App

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The photo above is a still from a video taken in the London underground. While the figure in the video is nearly impossible to see at full speed, it’s obvious in slow motion. Is it a real person? An apparition? A hoax? Check out the video below and share your thoughts in the comments below.

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Reader Submission: Ghosts Everywhere

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“Many people believe that I am lying when I share this story, or and that I was too young to remember things. But they’re wrong.

The Good and the Bad

First, the the good…As a child, I could see ghosts. I was able to see my great grandma that died when I was six months old. I would talk to her all day long, and one day she was in the car with my grandma (her daughter). My great grandma wanted my grandma to know she was with her, so she asked me to tell her. My exact words were ‘Grandma, don’t be scared, but Grammy Pat is here.’ At that moment, both grandmas smiled ear to ear.

I could also see my uncle Billy (my dad’s brother). He had died at the age of 12 and loved to play tricks on my dad. My father worked nights so stayed with me during the day, and around lunch time every day my uncle Billy would open all the cabinets in the kitchen. The first time this happened, my dad came out with a very shocked look glued to his face. He asked if I had opened the cabinets, but I was only four and couldn’t reach them. After that first time the cabinets opened, I told my dad that it was his brother and he smiled every time it happened.

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