posted on Aug, 7 2005 @ 04:53 PM
I used to live in a house that was originally built in 1452 (it's in Cowfold, England, if anyone is actually interested). Local legend has it that
the original house was home to a landowner who "went mad one day" (as you do) and offed his wife, two daughters and self.
There have been many local sightings of ghostly figures....but in the year that I lived there, I didn't, feel or hear a darn thing.
Now Durham (in England) was a different matter. I was born there, and both the University grounds and the Cathedral were places that would indeed
give you a jolly old case of the heebie jeebies. Mind you, because there was so much local legend attached, that could very well have been a case
of "thou suggesteth, so it will be". Or, in plain English, if you've been told you'll see a ghost, your chances of seeing one are much, much
higher...setting yourself up for being scared out of your hotpants.
Since living in the midwest (North Dakota, you betcha), the only really strange thing I've experienced was when I used to walk across the rail tracks
(which scare me witless to begin with, but that's nothing to do with the supernatural), near the mental hospital. That hospital is a very
unsettling place. I had to go in and deliver something once, and I was left with the distinct feeling of
"ohmygoshimscaredletmeoutofhererightnowplskthnx".
Again though, that might've simply been my mind playing tricks, as we're led to believe via pop culture that mental institutions are Very Bad Spooky
Places.
Mind you, the Red River is a strange place to walk along....as is the Thames, on the Marlow side.
Must be the many, many drownings which have occurred in each.