Haunted Spaces

mythoccult:

The Plaza Hotel Located in Las Vegas, New Mexico

I stayed at The Plaza Hotel over the weekend and I was pretty excited because I had a ghost experience here when I was a child. My experience happened in the exact area of the black and white photo above, I saw an apparition. I have no evidence as I was just some weird 10 year old kid. But regardless I was excited to stay here. 

Here is the haunting claim according the the hotel website.

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I tried to get room 310 which has the most activity but it was already taken, I was in room 326 but I went back and forth to that spot often. I took a ton of photos but was unable to get anything significant. During the night of our stay we heard a lot of banging noises, which we ruled out as possibly pigeons in the attack or something. It sounded like them flapping their wings. The other thing we experienced was we kept seeing something rush past our window, but we were unable to get any proof. Other then that the spot location in the photo above felt very creepy, we all felt very uncomfortable in that area with no explanation as to why.

To sum it up we got absolutely no evidence and could not conclude that the haunting of The Plaza Inn is in fact real. Next time we are in town we hope to be able to get room 310 and stay longer then one day and one night. 

Click here for their website and additional photos
Review made by Mod A

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w1tch1ng-h0ur:

In the year 1696, a teacher named Mary Whaley gave birth to a single son and named him Matthew Whaley. Mary taught her child in the backyard of their home, but unfortunately at nine years of age, the little boy died…leaving Mary and the father with no children. Mary Whaley, shortly after her son’s death, opened a school for the poor and it was known throughout the Community of Williamsburg, Virginia as “Mattey’s School”. Following a period of a few years, Mary Whaley lost her husband and he was buried beside Mattey in a church’s cemetery located in Williamsburg. Mary left the country and entrusted her school to the church’s wardens. Through different buildings being erected and torn down over the past three hundred years, there is now a fairly large brick building used as an Elementary School and named in Matthew Whaley’s memory that stands on Scotland Street. It is said that Mattey’s ghost has been seen on the school grounds, more than once. However, many people claim that because this is not the actual site of the original school, his ghost is actually seen in front of the Governor’s palace in town…at the spot of the original schoolhouse. Others claim that they have experienced sightings of two young black boys, playing in the yard of the Elementary School. Rumors have spread that they are the ghosts of two young black boys who were killed by anti-desegregation assailants in the 1960’s. Still other people say that the ghosts are of Mattey Whaley and a little black slaveboy who was his friend while he was still alive. Whether Mattey Whaley’s ghost haunts the actual school or different parts of Williamsburg is unknown, but one thing is for sure…this school has some paranormal activity that cannot be denied by the people who have witnessed the ghostly figures playing in the yard of the school on certain dark nights.

w1tch1ng-h0ur:

In the year 1696, a teacher named Mary Whaley gave birth to a single son and named him Matthew Whaley. Mary taught her child in the backyard of their home, but unfortunately at nine years of age, the little boy died…leaving Mary and the father with no children. Mary Whaley, shortly after her son’s death, opened a school for the poor and it was known throughout the Community of Williamsburg, Virginia as “Mattey’s School”. Following a period of a few years, Mary Whaley lost her husband and he was buried beside Mattey in a church’s cemetery located in Williamsburg. Mary left the country and entrusted her school to the church’s wardens. Through different buildings being erected and torn down over the past three hundred years, there is now a fairly large brick building used as an Elementary School and named in Matthew Whaley’s memory that stands on Scotland Street. It is said that Mattey’s ghost has been seen on the school grounds, more than once. However, many people claim that because this is not the actual site of the original school, his ghost is actually seen in front of the Governor’s palace in town…at the spot of the original schoolhouse. Others claim that they have experienced sightings of two young black boys, playing in the yard of the Elementary School. Rumors have spread that they are the ghosts of two young black boys who were killed by anti-desegregation assailants in the 1960’s. Still other people say that the ghosts are of Mattey Whaley and a little black slaveboy who was his friend while he was still alive. Whether Mattey Whaley’s ghost haunts the actual school or different parts of Williamsburg is unknown, but one thing is for sure…this school has some paranormal activity that cannot be denied by the people who have witnessed the ghostly figures playing in the yard of the school on certain dark nights.

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silentthill:

Eastern State Penitentiary [Philadelphia, USA] - most haunted places in the world

Eastern State Penitentiary was built in 1829 and is known for being one of the first places to introduce solitary confinement.  Prisoners had to eat, bathe, and exercise on their own.  When they were outside they were given black hoods to wear that ensured the prisoner would not see anybody else.  It held famous prisoners such as Al Capone and Willie Sutton.  It was closed in 1971 and since then has been a historical landmark as well as hosting haunted parties.  Since it was closed, there have been numerous reports…

  • Shadowy figures that turn away when approached
  • A dark figure in the guard tower
  • An evil cackling from cellblock 12
  • Ghostly faces have been witnessed in cellblock 4
  • Footsteps, voices, and cell doors banging
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silentthill:

Banff Springs Hotel [Alberta, Canada] - most haunted places in the world

Banff Springs Hotel is a grand hotel that was built in 1888 and is still open today.  There are rumours that this is the hotel that inspired The Shining, but that has been proved false.  There are numerous ghosts that are said to haunt the place, such as…

  • Sam, an employee who died in the 70’s.  He supposedly talks to guests and even helps them with their bags and on the elevator.  However, he vanishes if you try to tip him.
  • A bride who got married at the hotel.  She died after a candle lit her dress on fire; she panicked and fell down the stairs pictured.  She is said to be seen wandering the hotel in her wedding dress.  Guests have also reported feeling cold or chills while they are on the staircase.
  • A family who was murdered in room 873 by their father.  Since the murder the room has been closed but the ghosts still wander around there; reports such as vacationers waking up in the middle of the night feeling paralyzed as well as seeing fingerprints on their mirror that won’t come off are supposedly the room 873 ghosts.
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(via Black Forest Haunting - Colorado Springs, Colorado | Haunting America)

In May of 1991 they found a beautiful 2 story log cabin on a 5 acre plot… it was their dream home!  The property was located in the area which the family loved most. The Lee family leased the home for a year before deciding to buy it.  They had no idea of the strange occurrences that had taken place at the home during the previous owners occupancy.  That owner had chosen not to say anything about the activity they had experienced because they were afraid of being ridiculed.

The activity in the home began shortly after they purchased it in 1992.  The family claimed to experience everything from lights and appliances which turned on and off by themselves to strange chemical smells which caused the family to gag and gasp for air.

(via Black Forest Haunting - Colorado Springs, Colorado | Haunting America)

In May of 1991 they found a beautiful 2 story log cabin on a 5 acre plot… it was their dream home! The property was located in the area which the family loved most. The Lee family leased the home for a year before deciding to buy it. They had no idea of the strange occurrences that had taken place at the home during the previous owners occupancy. That owner had chosen not to say anything about the activity they had experienced because they were afraid of being ridiculed.

The activity in the home began shortly after they purchased it in 1992. The family claimed to experience everything from lights and appliances which turned on and off by themselves to strange chemical smells which caused the family to gag and gasp for air.


sixpenceee:

THE TULIP STAIRCASE GHOST
In 1966, retired clergyman Rev. Ralph Hardy was taking a picture of the spiral staircase (known as the “Tulip Staircase”) in the Queen’s House section of the National Maritime Museum in Greenwich, England, when he captured this image. Experts analyzed the original negative and verified that it had not been tampered with or manipulated in any way.
This photo served as proof that the many ghostly encounters at the Queen’s House were real. Footsteps, slamming doors, and the chanting voices of children are often heard around the staircase. Visitors to the museum have even been pinched by unseen fingers during their tour!
Full body apparitions have been seen on many occasions; one such apparition appears to be mopping up blood from the bottom of the stairs. Historians say that 300 years ago, a maid was thrown from the top of the stairs and fell 50 feet to her death, which might explain the ghostly clean-up crew.
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sixpenceee:

THE TULIP STAIRCASE GHOST

In 1966, retired clergyman Rev. Ralph Hardy was taking a picture of the spiral staircase (known as the “Tulip Staircase”) in the Queen’s House section of the National Maritime Museum in Greenwich, England, when he captured this image. Experts analyzed the original negative and verified that it had not been tampered with or manipulated in any way.

This photo served as proof that the many ghostly encounters at the Queen’s House were real. Footsteps, slamming doors, and the chanting voices of children are often heard around the staircase. Visitors to the museum have even been pinched by unseen fingers during their tour!

Full body apparitions have been seen on many occasions; one such apparition appears to be mopping up blood from the bottom of the stairs. Historians say that 300 years ago, a maid was thrown from the top of the stairs and fell 50 feet to her death, which might explain the ghostly clean-up crew.

SOURCE & SOURCE

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equinoxparanormal:

Firefighter Captures Ghost On Camera Before Battling House Fire In Indiana (VIDEO)

A firefighter may have captured proof of the paranormal after he took some photos of a burning house. When he posted the images on his Facebook page, his wife noticed a strange shadowy figure engulfed in flames in one of the windows of the home.

Firefighter Douglas Tipold was called to a house fire in Gary, Indiana and when he arrived he took some photos of the property. As Tipold was waiting for his partners to unravel a hose he snapped a few shots of the burning house with the camera on his cell phone to document the scene. Later that night Tipold’s wife Donna noticed something strange in one of the photos after he posted it to his Facebook page.

“This is a photo taken from my husband’s camera phone. He doesn’t know how to photo crop. I only believed it when I looked it up myself on his phone. The picture you see is exactly how the picture was taken. I still don’t believe in this stuff, but I will say it is pretty creepy!” Donna Tipold said in a comment on Facebook.

In the photo, an eerie dark figure can be seen in the left window of the house and it is engulfed in flames. A ghost of a child can be seen in the doorway of the home.

Paranormal investigators from the Illinois Paranormal Research Association believe that the photo is original and has not been doctored. According to Tipold, the original image is still in his cell phone.

[via Before It’s News]

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theparanormalblog:

Bizarre Craft Photographed Over New Mexico?

On June 8th, 2014 in Socorro, New Mexico, an anonymous person managed to inadvertently photograph a strange, hovering object. The witness was taking pictures of a barren landscape next to what appears to be a railroad. It was at this time that they were able to photograph a peculiar object hovering high up in the sky. The object is white and spherical in shape, but the most bizarre thing about this sighting is that there appears to be a mysterious black mass wrapped around the craft like a snake. The witness says they didn’t notice the object when they took the photo.

This is one of the most interesting UFOs I’ve seen in a while. It doesn’t look like a balloon(s), a Chinese lantern, an RC toy or any kind of known aircraft. Though the picture doesn’t look like it was Photoshopped, it’s still a possibility. Personally, I find the black mass to be the most interesting part of this photo. It’s hard to tell if it’s a part of the craft itself, or if it’s some kind of living being, like an EBANI, that’s moving around the craft independently (maybe it’s just one of those car antenna toppers, only for UFOs). While the picture looks pretty real to me, I do find it a bit too coincidental that this person just happened to photograph a UFO while taking pictures of seemingly nothing. Those are just my thoughts, and I’d love to hear what you think. Does this photo show a real UFO? Is the strange black mass a part of the craft? Could it be a living being, like an EBANI? Or, is this a hoax?

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w1tch1ng-h0ur:

The Phantom of Phanlax Road in Colts Neck, NJ
This is written by a woman named Jane who had her story published in Weird NJ. Which is a popular website in NJ, and also has published successful magazines and books. 
On September 14, 2006, my friend and I were coming home from PNC Arts Center. We got lost on some back roads and ended up on Phalanx Road. There was a steady rain and we were paying close attention because we were not quite sure if we were heading in the right direction.
As we were driving, my friend started telling me about all the people that were killed on the road, especially at an intersection we passed through. We noticed the roadside memorials. Then we passed a farmhouse and she started telling me about how two young girls were killed in the house in an accident.
My friend asked me if I minded if she had a cigarette and I told her it was fine. She rolled the window a little less than halfway down and was trying to light her cigarette when she dropped the lighter. As she was searching for it, she slowed the car down and then eventually stopped it. The road was dark and empty. My friend heard a tapping at her window, and she looked over to see a young girl standing next to the car, motioning with her index finger to follow her. She said nothing to us. She just had a blank expression on her face. We started screaming and locked the doors, rolled up the window, and drove away.
We stopped the car after a few yards. I looked through the back driver’s side window and the girl was looking right into my eyes. She was a young, pretty, and in her late teens or early twenties. She had light brown hair that was pulled back. I thought she had a bandanna on, but my friend didn’t remember seeing that. She had on a brown, short-sleeved shirt and jeans—no bag or purse—and her clothes and hair were dry, even though it was raining. She stepped back from the car, a look of confusion on her face. We pulled away again, going about 100 yards. I looked back again and she was gone.
We got up to the light on Route 34 and ran though it without stopping. Once we got near the Colts Neck Inn, we called the police and explained what happened. They sent a patrol car there, but found no one. As my friend and I thought more about it we couldn’t get past the fact that we saw no one walking on the road and no broken down cars. She just appeared at the side of the car. It is a wooded road and an area with no houses.
We keep trying to tell ourselves it was just a young girl that needed help, but how come she didn’t speak to us? She just had this blank stare and was motioning us to come with her. Her reaction to us was not normal. Most people would say something like, “Oh, I didn’t mean to scare you” or “I just need help or directions”—anything but just standing there, even after she saw she scared us half to death.
It was close to midnight, very dark, and raining. Yet, we were able to make out her features clear as day. It was like a flashlight was shining on her face. We said a lot of prayers and did a lot of crying the rest of the ride home. This was the most terrifying thing that has ever happened to me and I just can’t shake it. The logical side of me keeps telling myself that it was just a girl in need of some help or some kids playing a joke, but then that little whispering voice in me keeps saying it was something else. 

w1tch1ng-h0ur:

The Phantom of Phanlax Road in Colts Neck, NJ

This is written by a woman named Jane who had her story published in Weird NJ. Which is a popular website in NJ, and also has published successful magazines and books. 

On September 14, 2006, my friend and I were coming home from PNC Arts Center. We got lost on some back roads and ended up on Phalanx Road. There was a steady rain and we were paying close attention because we were not quite sure if we were heading in the right direction.

As we were driving, my friend started telling me about all the people that were killed on the road, especially at an intersection we passed through. We noticed the roadside memorials. Then we passed a farmhouse and she started telling me about how two young girls were killed in the house in an accident.

My friend asked me if I minded if she had a cigarette and I told her it was fine. She rolled the window a little less than halfway down and was trying to light her cigarette when she dropped the lighter. As she was searching for it, she slowed the car down and then eventually stopped it. The road was dark and empty. My friend heard a tapping at her window, and she looked over to see a young girl standing next to the car, motioning with her index finger to follow her. She said nothing to us. She just had a blank expression on her face. We started screaming and locked the doors, rolled up the window, and drove away.

We stopped the car after a few yards. I looked through the back driver’s side window and the girl was looking right into my eyes. She was a young, pretty, and in her late teens or early twenties. She had light brown hair that was pulled back. I thought she had a bandanna on, but my friend didn’t remember seeing that. She had on a brown, short-sleeved shirt and jeans—no bag or purse—and her clothes and hair were dry, even though it was raining. She stepped back from the car, a look of confusion on her face. We pulled away again, going about 100 yards. I looked back again and she was gone.

We got up to the light on Route 34 and ran though it without stopping. Once we got near the Colts Neck Inn, we called the police and explained what happened. They sent a patrol car there, but found no one. As my friend and I thought more about it we couldn’t get past the fact that we saw no one walking on the road and no broken down cars. She just appeared at the side of the car. It is a wooded road and an area with no houses.

We keep trying to tell ourselves it was just a young girl that needed help, but how come she didn’t speak to us? She just had this blank stare and was motioning us to come with her. Her reaction to us was not normal. Most people would say something like, “Oh, I didn’t mean to scare you” or “I just need help or directions”—anything but just standing there, even after she saw she scared us half to death.

It was close to midnight, very dark, and raining. Yet, we were able to make out her features clear as day. It was like a flashlight was shining on her face. We said a lot of prayers and did a lot of crying the rest of the ride home. This was the most terrifying thing that has ever happened to me and I just can’t shake it. The logical side of me keeps telling myself that it was just a girl in need of some help or some kids playing a joke, but then that little whispering voice in me keeps saying it was something else. 

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