Monday, October 31, 2011

Happy Halloween!



I love Halloween! I really enjoy a good spooky story or movie (nothing too gory or scary though...). I thought that it would be fun today to share some of my own spooky stories with you all and then maybe a local story from around the area that I live. I know that everyone has their own small story of unexplained weirdness that has happened to them. So in honor of the spooky day that it is, here goes!






(Disclaimer - my stories are pretty lame and not all that scary :)

So my first story involves 2 houses that I have lived in. When Graham was a baby we lived with Bobby's parents while we were building a house. It was very very early one morning and Bobby had to go into work really early. I was super worried about him because we had had some really bad flooding in our area and I was waiting up to get a call from him saying that he was able to make it into work safely. While I was waiting I decided to watch the local news on the T.V. that was in our bedroom. I had it on pretty quietly because Graham's crib was in our room too. In the middle of a news report I started to hear a really faint whistling. The whistling grew louder until I could hear a definite melody. I turned down the TV but could still hear it! I was seriously scared because I could not figure out where it was coming from! It was soo early in the morning that Bobby's parents weren't up yet, it wasn't from the TV because I had turned it down, and it could not have been the wind outside because I could hear a melody! It stopped after a while and I pretty soon forgot about it.

Flash forward about 9 months later... Bobby and I had moved into the new house that we had built. Once again, Bobby had already left for work and it was still really dark and early. I had just gotten Graham up to take to daycare and as we were about to leave the house guess what I hear?? You guessed it! It was the same whistling melody that I could hear! I have never run out of a house so fast in my whole life!! To this day I can still hum that melody...




My second story is a little more scary! Bobby and I had moved once again to another house (to get Graham in a different school district) and one night I heard something at our bedroom door. It was maybe midnight and we were sleeping with our door closed. It sounded like maybe Graham needed us and was fumbling to get our door open. I waited a second and wondered why he hadn't come in yet. By this time our dog Crash had started to growl at the door. I was starting to get scared (I'm a super big scardy cat with too big of an imagination) so I nudged Bobby awake and told him to go and open the door for Graham. He went to the door but Graham wasn't there. He walked across the hallway to check on him and he was sound asleep. When Bobby climbed back into bed he told me that I was hearing things and to go back to sleep. (Bobby is the much more reasonable, level-headed person in our relationship :). About 5 seconds later the sound at our bedroom door started up again but this time Bobby could hear it too!! We laid there together listening to it and trying to figure out what the heck was going on. It sound just like someone was pawing or scratching at the door and doorknob. You could hear something tapping or hitting at the knob but tell that it wasn't actually turning the knob. Crash had started up his barking again because he could hear it too. Bobby once again got up and re-looked around again. This time I made him check the whole house and thankfully he still found nothing. We never figured out what was making that sound. I do have to say though that my level headed husband was sufficiently scared enough though that the next night he set up a video camera outside our bedroom door to record all night. I watched the first 15 minutes of it one time before I got bored and stopped. Maybe one day I'll have a free 8 hours (yeah right) to sit and watch the whole thing to see if we caught anything!

See, I told you my stories weren't all that scary or exciting. :)




And now a local one from our area! Incidentally this is where Bobby and I stayed the night we got married!

The Comal Hotel (later renamed the Prince Solms Inn) was built in 1898. It was known to be the most romantic and most luxurious hotel in this area, as it is still today. In the early 1900�s, a young woman and her family came to the hotel to celebrate a special occasion. It was to be the young woman�s wedding day.
On her wedding day, the young woman got dressed into her beautiful wedding dress, draped with layers of lace. She waited for her groom to come so they may be wed in the hotel. She waited and waited, he did not arrive. The young woman began to cry. Her two over-protective brothers decided to ride on horseback in search of their sister�s husband-to-be. They were not going to allow this man to run out on their sister.
As the two brothers followed his trail from town to town, they reached a town to discover he never arrived there and that no one had seen him. The two brothers proceeded back to the hotel to tell their sister they could not locate him and suspect something devastating had happened to him. The young woman went into denial. She told her family that she was not going to leave the hotel and that she was going to wait for him to come so they could be married.
The owners of the hotel offered the young woman a job to stay at the hotel as long as she did chores for her room and board. The young woman agreed to this and stayed at the hotel and later became the innkeeper of the hotel. Sometime in the late 1920�s or early 1930�s, the young woman passed away due to natural causes. This was a terrible tragedy as she had waited over 20 years for her true love to arrive so they could get married and he never came.
In 1935, a young gentleman came through the front doors and proceeded through the hallway of the hotel toward the staircase to the second floor. The new innkeeper, sitting in the parlor, heard the man come in and approached him. As he started to go upstairs, she asked him if she could assist him. He continued up the staircase and said that he was here to see someone.
The innkeeper looked upstairs and, to her amazement, saw a young woman in a wedding dress at the top of the staircase. As the young man reached the top of the stairs, he embraced the young woman, kissed her, and then they both disappeared.
To her astonishment, the innkeeper realized that the woman at the top of the stairs was the young woman who worked here and was the woman waiting for her true love to come all these years. Was this man her true love she was waiting for?...
The innkeeper did not believe what she had seen, so she went out the front door to ask if anyone else saw anything. On the front porch, there were three gentlemen, who were guests of the hotel, talking with each other. She asked them if they saw the young man enter the hotel. One of them said, �Sure, his horse is over by the hitching post.� He pointed to the side of the building and sure enough there was a horse tied to the post.
The innkeeper told the men what she saw. They did not believe her, so they went into the hotel to look for the young man and the young woman in a wedding dress. The men searched every room, every closet, in the basement, and in the attic. There was no sign of either one of them. Where did they go? Who was it? The horse that was tied to the hitching post remained at the hotel for three months. No one ever claimed it�
After this sighting, the ghost of the young woman in a wedding dress has been seen several times since 1935. She has been seen in Sophie�s Suite lying in bed with her wedding dress on. Also, she has been seen upstairs walking around in the hallway. Again, in her wedding dress and smiling in happiness. She has been seen downstairs in the cellar, as recent as 1960.

Has anything scary or creepy ever happened to you? Leave me a comment or maybe a link if you're posting a scary story today!

4 comments:

KERRY said...

What a beautiful love story if it is in fact true! I am a bit of a skeptical believer but I always love a good love story :) You had me slightly freaked at the prospect of someone scratching at your door however...Why is it we always assume the husbands would like to get up and check lol

NewYearMum2.blogspot.com said...

Wow... they're fantastic stories - I would have been petrified with that scratching noise at my door !! xoxo

VivalaVida said...

I don't know Hillary, but your stories ARE scary!! I'm a big scardy cat and wouldn't be able to sleep if that happened at my house! Very scary!! Did you experience anything when you stayed at that hotel? That would have been the last place I would have stayed...but like I said I'm a scardy cat!!

ccc said...

Hillary, a few years ago I and a couple of my older daughters were hearing whistling in our house!! It was more of a tune, but not a real song. It definitely was not the wind. We thought it was a little kid doing it, but we were never able to find a little kid doing it. It happened off and on for a few months--maybe about 5 times total. I totally forgot about it till I read your story. I wonder what it was ..........!

 
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