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Care to share some of your local legends?

Asked by Joker94 (8180points) April 21st, 2011

I’ll start with mine!

There’s a very secluded area along a stretch of road referred to as “Blue Mist Road” in good ol’ PA. There are two weird rumors about it. The first is that the whole area used to be a hanging grounds for the KKK, and weird occurrences have abounded there every since. Some people say ghosts, others stay it’s still Klan territory.

The other, more popular rumor, is that it’s owned by a crazy woman with several smaller houses on the property used by dwarves. It’s been dubbed “The Midget Farm”, and I know at least several people who have went there to check it out, three of whom were immediately stopped by a woman possibly the woman in the legend? who yelled at them to leave immediately. Which they did.

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JLeslie's avatar

Elvis is still alive.

Berserker's avatar

We had a pretty wild ghost story in Winnipeg. Manitoba is filled with ghost stories though, and mine here isn’t really local, rather than it is one of those stories made by kids as an excuse to go sneak in old buildings. It is local in that sense, just not famous, unless you lived in that part of the hood.

It’s a really simple story, which I shall dub The Red Eyed Man. throws dust on the fire

There was this old ass building where I lived, in Osborne Village. We called it the red building, on account of its bright red brickwork. Five stories tall, built in the 1940’s or so. It had one of those old ass elevators, with the folding metal cage like door and a huge set of chain to move the elevator up and down. The door was really annoying, you had to get in or out quick, because the door shut really fast and hard.
Anyways. The story is, years ago, some dude was riding the elevator, but it had been sabotaged by kids who wanted a good laugh. It crashed down, and the man died.
He now haunts the building, and seeks to end the lives of any stupid kid who ventures within the elevator.
The way to use the elevator and prevent death was to start it up, but not go in. As it was going up or down, you had to look at it, and see if you could spot the ghost. He was a gentleman with a bowler hat, a longcoat and a cane. One of his eyes glowed bright red, staring at you, within your soul…hating and discontent at being foiled his chance to destroy you. After that, the elevator was safe for one ride. Rinse and repeat.

I doubt this is a true story, and it probbaly stems from kids being kicked out of the building or yelled at by the tenants for fucking around in it, and one kid decided to translate said outcasting through a ghost story. Maybe, I denno. People DID live there and were probably really annoyed lol.
It was a very interesting building though, kids messed in there all the time. I did. I saw the ghost, too. He was starring at me with his red glowing eye as the elevator was going up. Or at least I pretended he did when some friends and I went messing around to test the legend. Make shit spicier.

The basement was also awesome. This thing was like a fucking maze man. It took years to memorize it, seriously. It was way creepier than the elevator too, actually, even though that damn elevator gave me the heeby jeebies. Not because of the ghost, but because of all the noise it made and how…harsh it was with the way it operated. Still, the basement. Yeah. Apparently, pedophiles hid in there and tried to capture kids and took them away. That building sure had its creep factor going down.

But yeah. The red eyed man.

It’s funny…years later, that building became a good spot for drinking or smoking up as I got older. We either used the attic or the roof, provided someone in there didn’t kick us out on our way up. Still man, every time we went there to fuck ourselves up, someone always had to go, ever hear that retarded elevator story? So the story did get around. Because I heard people I was getting stoned/drunk with in there bring it up, and some of those people weren’t people I knew as a kid. I really wonder how that happens lol.

The town I’m in now has fuckall. We do have this thing about a kid walking downtown with a severed hand, waving it at people in a ’‘hi!’’ gesture. Don’t know if it’s true or no.

It’s pretty fucking funny though. XD

seazen_'s avatar

I counted 27 uses of the word fuck in your story.

Berserker's avatar

@seazen_ Talkin’ to who here? Joker or me? Reading mine again though, I got some pretty bad double entendres in there…eeep haha.

kenmc's avatar

The only one I can think of is about 20 miles away.

A guy married a dwarf woman and built a house to her specifications. When she died, he filled it with manikins. I don’t know why.

A friend of mine has seen it. I never heard of the place outside of her story, so it could just be bs… I have no idea.

Nullo's avatar

There’s a stretch of highway not far from St. Louis that is kept clean by the Klan. Gots a sign and everything.

My old high school is rumored to have a swimming pool in somewhere in the catacombs beneath it.

From a past residence is the Ponte della Maddalena that spans the river Serchio. The legend goes that the builders couldn’t quite finish the thing on their own (owing to its unusual design and the relatively primitive technology of the day) and so asked the Devil for help. He agreed, on the condition that he could have the life of the first to cross it. Once the bridge was complete, the townsfolk sent a pig across and had a good laugh at Satan’s expense. The story has placed in the company of other so-called “Devil’s Bridges.”

Berserker's avatar

Your highschool had fucking catacombs??

Nullo's avatar

@Symbeline I would call them that for fun. I don’t know what they really looked like, since students weren’t allowed down there, and I was always a good student. I wish that it really did have them, though. That would be awesome.

Berserker's avatar

@Nullo Hell yeah. I woulda tried to find them anyways.

Joker94's avatar

These are some quality legends, man!

Oh, @Symbeline, that kind of reminds me of something! My high school was built next to a home for the mentally challenged and allegedly disturbed, the Woodville Plantation, I think it was called. Our school has a creepy-ass network of tunnes running underneath it, and apparently one of the people in the Woodville Plantation escaped. They say he hid in the tunnels, and occasionally attended class and talked to people when he wasn’t in the tunnels. So that whole situation there is creepy.

Also, my entire highschool is built over a coal mine

Berserker's avatar

They say he hid in the tunnels, and occasionally attended class and talked to people when he wasn’t in the tunnels.

This has seriously given me goosebumps when I read it. Damn man, that’s creepy.

Joker94's avatar

Being in school is creepy enough without shit like that, man…

Berserker's avatar

Yeah but creepy shit like that makes it more fun though. :D Or at least, less depressing.

YARNLADY's avatar

Because of periodic flooding of the Sacramento River, in 1861 – 1862 the entire downtown area of Sacramento was raised 14 feet, by trucking in dirt, and making the second story of buildings the first floor, and abandoning the bottom floor. It is said that there a lot of homeless people living down there in secret.

A new historical society is planning on making these lower levels publicly available tor history tours. They will probably invent some tales of ghosts and dead people to make it more interesting.

ddude1116's avatar

@Joker94 That might explain why a buncha the tunnels were filled with cement about a decade or so ago…

JLeslie's avatar

This is not exactly legend, because it is actually written down in history books.

Back in the early 1800’s at the New Madrid fault in Missouri there was an earthquake estimated to be between 7.5 – 8.0 on the richter scale. This is the biggest recorded earthquake in the 48 contiguous states. In Memphis they witnesses the Mississippi river flowing upstream.

There was a slave murder solved because of the quake:

The earthquakes helped bring to justice the murderers of George Lewis (commonly known as “Slave George”). George was slain on the night of December 15–16, 1811 by two nephews of Thomas Jefferson, Lilburn Lewis and Isham Lewis, who were also relatives of Meriwether Lewis. After killing him with an axe in front of other slaves, George’s owners intended to burn his mutilated corpse, but the first New Madrid earthquake interrupted their effort, and so the corpse was interred in a brick chimney. The murder may well have escaped discovery by authorities, except that the January 23 and February 7 quakes caused the chimney to partially collapse, exposing George’s remains. Lilburn and Isham Lewis were quickly investigated, arrested and charged. Lilburn killed himself; Isham escaped from jail and probably died during the War of 1812.[9][10]

One fact for sure is that it is really expensive to buy earthquake insurance in Memphis, some insurance companies don’t provide it at all.

ucme's avatar

There’s this kiddie fiddler named Peter File, legend has it his battered, cockless (it was cleaved off with a big knife by the townsfolk) corpse wanders aimlessly around these here parts every full moon. Urban legend, or a crock a shit? I dunno…..i’m certainly not convinced.

lucillelucillelucille's avatar

There is a ghost named Charlie that haunts a bar a little ways up the road from me.
When @Vunessuh came to visit,we tried to meet him.Why? I don’t know! XD

Cruiser's avatar

I did not know about this until I saw this film crew shooting a movie in our town about the Ghost of Munger Road.

Legend says if you park your car on the train tracks on Munger Road, put your car in neutral and sprinkle baby powder on the trunk, you will see fingerprints appear of a boy who was killed on those tracks. Supposedly, a train once hit a school bus stalled on the tracks, killing all of the children inside. As a result, people have reported seeing a ghost train late at night while parked on the tracks.

erichw1504's avatar

Apparently Tom Cruise’s parents live a few streets away from my childhood home and there was a murder in the house next to them.

That’s all I’ve got.

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