Revenant Acres Farm is an old haunted farmhouse located in the tiny burg of Charlottesville, Indiana, about 35 miles east of Indianapolis on US-40 (aka Historic National Road). The area was platted in 1830 and in 1867 was large enough to be incorporated into a town, but is no longer. Lots of little communities just like this dot this old route to the west and I’m sure they’re filled with cool abandoned imagery and haunted happenings.
The headline read: Satan’s Hollow: Tucked Away in the Ohio Woods Exists What Some Insist Is a ‘Portal to Hell.’ Of course this grabbed my attention, but not as a place I’d want to visit! I’d be scared to death to go in. No doubt if I were standing at the entrance and heard a drop of water splash somewhere deep inside, I’d run like a maniac through the woods as if every demon from hell was on my heels. 😮
Check out these videos. Would you be brave enough to go in? Continue reading
Ghost, goblins, and ghouls, oh my! Who knows why so many people love being frightened nearly to death, but they do! ‘Tis the season! Here are a few interesting cemeteries and tombstones to help get you in a Saimhain state of mind. 😯
What do you think?
“Some are calling it a “ghost,” while others are dismissing the shadowy figure as a reflection — but no one really knows for sure.
“The video footage, taken during a match at the Hernando Siles Stadium in La Paz, Bolivia, shows an unidentified figure running quickly through the stands and seemingly going right through a barrier at a steady pace.
I went home for a visit back in July of this year and heard the sad tale of a house that played a big part in the lives of a lot of my family. It’s not a large house or one that’s architecturally noteworthy. It’s just a regular old house built in 1910 in my little hometown of Morristown, Indiana. We’ve always called it “the green house” because it was a deep pea green for probably 30-40 years or longer, but someone in the last 30 panted the old shingle siding white.
When Tim was dying of cancer (I lived in Virginia at the time) he was stationed in Osoda, Michigan. However, during the duration of his treatments and his final death, he was at Dayton, Ohio, in the Wright Patterson Air Force Base Medical Center. I flew home to Indiana with my then five month-old son Dan and my five year-old daughter. I had gone to the hospital a lot with Mom & Dad and the rest of the family. On Tim’s final full day of life, he went into a coma. The nurses said it was a blessing and that he no longer felt pain.
Sitting Left: Deb’s Great Grandfather Edward; Sitting Right: Great Uncle Roy; Standing Left: Grandfather Roy; Standing Right: Grandmother Edith Continue reading
Almost everyone has a ghost story. If you don’t, then you’re not visiting the right places at the right times. I’ve had several experiences in my life that made me a believer of good and bad spirits roaming the earth. Continue reading