Come for Adventure. Stay for the Ride!
Haunted ghost tours have sprung up all over the country. You may have seen haunted ghost tours in your town or when on vacation. My first tour was in Richmond, Virginia. A woman with a long black cape advertised outside the Edgar Allen Poe house. Two hours later, she led our group through the most... Continue Reading →
While traveling in Europe for the month of June, I looked forward a night in Bruges, Belgium. Little did I know the gorgeous and ancient Hotel Patritius was haunted. We picked the wrong room. You may have heard of In Bruges, a famous movie about a repentant hitman, Ray, (Colin Farrell) who finds himself in Bruges... Continue Reading →
When your demon washing machine is haunted, what do you do? A humorous look at paranormal activity in my house.
Most think being haunted requires a creaky old house where a person died unexpectedly. The shock of a fall, suicide, or murder traps them between our world and the next. They believe these lost souls spend their days shackled to a place and a moment in time. That’s not always how it happens. My house... Continue Reading →
After turning off the ignition, the wiper blades stopped their rhythmic beat and Megan stepped into the mist. She pulled the mail from the wrought iron box and then shook rainwater from the plastic sleeve covering the newspaper. Glancing at the Victorian home cloaked in a gray shroud, she shrugged uneasy feelings from her tight... Continue Reading →
I love the spooky month of October. Shadows creep across the path as days grow short. The groan of wind through desiccating leaves sends a death rattle from above. It swoops down and slides its skeletal fingers along my backbone. I pull my sweater tight. By signing up for a Haunted Tour of Breckenridge, I... Continue Reading →
From the corner of the cramped bedroom, he watched her chest rise and fall under the floral comforter. He inhaled the familiar lavender scent. A quivering flash of lightning coincided with the rumble of thunder and she stirred. After crossing the room to the bedside table, he reached for the framed photograph, but tipped it over.... Continue Reading →
Jane’s special day had come again and she bounced through the house with renewed vigor. It seemed like a lifetime had passed since she felt this strong. Her illness had dissipated. An old memory skittered back to her like flipping to a page in her blue velvet album. "Where is everyone? No matter. I'll make... Continue Reading →
This haunting at the Stanley Hotel is absolutely true. I know. It happened to me.
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