Ghost Encounters

This story takes place in Cranberry West Virginia, just outside of Beckley. When I was young growing up in Cranberry it was a favorite past time for all of the boys to walk the train tracks to Skelton and back. We would walk on the rail as long as...

My grandfather, Christy Minks, had a farm by Silver Run south of the East Tunnel cut and part of the farm was actually on top of the tunnel. My dad was born 1894 in a log cabin by the tunnel. Dad claimed to have seen the "Ghost". He also...

I guess a lot of people know about Wolf Creek near Fayetteville because it drops into the New River Gorge in a series of spectacular cascades. But I don't suppose many know that the creek heads up in the plateau near Oak Hill and that it was named because...

The festivities of Halloween bring about tales of ghosts, goblins, witches, and of course the Devil himself. Year after year, we engage in the transmitting of horror stories, done solely to entertain ourselves and others. However, Halloween season 2015, I had an encounter with the undead; one I will...

My three friends and I were headed home from the Wayne Pioneers football game Friday night around 10 pm. We were talking and listening to the radio when I rolled up on fog. I then saw him, he was hitchhiking. He was wearing a green soldier uniform and packing...

My sister died in bed at her home in 1988. Although she was ill, her husband was also caught at one time by his sons trying to smother her to death. A few days after she died, my niece was in the house. There was a small hallway between...

I live in Mingo County. I was 18 when this happened to me. Since this was our Senior year in 1999, my friends and I decided while off on Christmas break we would go sledding since we had 7 inches of snow. We bundled up and walked to the end...

Newly married, my husband was excited to be taking me to visit and meet his Grandparents. All I knew about them and the area in which they lived was that it was back in what was referred to as a holler and that they continued to live without many...

This isn't my story and I didn't witness it but my mom told me about it. I'm not really sure but I believe it was a Fall night around 10:00, about 10 years ago, my mom was out on the porch talking on the phone to my aunt. I...

The weekend following the assignation of President John F. Kennedy at his reported assassin, Lee Harvey Oswald, two of my neighborhood friends and I walked off across the railroad tracks from the old C&O Depot at 53rd Street and Lancaster Avenue. We were on our way up the side...

I had lost my dad at a young age of 14. My dad was my hero. He was our world. My family is a close family in which we share our happiness, dreams, sorrows, disappointments... all of it! I was on my way home after visiting with my mother. There...

I was in the sixth grade, maybe ten or eleven years old, my family and I had moved into a house in Princeton. It was an older home, I am almost a hundred percent positive it was built from the bricks of Mercer Street. The town was a part...