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Before               you               make               plans               to               head               off               to               one               of               those               fake               haunted               houses               this               Halloween,               why               not               try               visiting               one               of               the               real               haunted               houses               in               Kentucky?

These               houses               are               guaranteed               to               scare               you               and               cost               less               than               one               of               those               cheesy               funhouse               attractions!

In               Bardstown               the               Smith               Mansion               is               rumored               to               be               haunted               by,               of               all               things,               a               ghostly               dog.

People               driving               down               the               road               have               seen               a               German               Shepherd               roaming               through               the               deserted               yard.
               Brafordsville               has               several               haunted               houses               including               the               home               of               the               founding               father.

People               hear               the               sounds               of               piano               music               and               a               baby               crying,               even               though               the               house               is               empty.

There's               also               the               George               Edelen               Home               Place.

Weird               sounds               including               things               falling,               people               clearing               their               throat               and               someone               knocking               on               the               walls               have               all               been               heard               here.

There's               also               the               Pendergraft               Place               where               one               door               refuses               to               stay               locked               and               the               Willard               Rakes'               Home               where               things               move               and               weird               noises               are               heard.
               Campbellsville               is               another               Kentucky               town               with               several               haunted               houses               such               as               the               Hiestand               House               haunted               by               the               former               owners.

There's               also               the               M&R               Estates,               which               is               haunted               by               those               executed               there               during               the               Civil               War.

Cold               spots               and               loud               screams               are               all               experienced               on               the               property               and               some               even               claim               the               old               barn               drips               blood.
               Greenup               boasts               a               house               haunted               by               the               ghost               of               a               girl               killed               by               her               parents               during               the               1940s               after               years               of               abuse.

Legend               says               that               the               house               looks               identical               to               how               it               did               back               then,               complete               with               her               toys               still               laying               around.

Guests               claim               to               hear               someone               walking               around               upstairs               and               feel               someone               watching               them.

There's               also               stories               told               of               an               old               Victorian               house               in               downtown               Brandenburg.

The               sound               of               people               talking               and               moving               around               are               heard               here.
               The               Caldwell               House               in               Lebanon               is               also               haunted.

Past               owners               have               felt               cold               spots               in               the               house               and               seen               things               move               on               their               own.

Cold               spots               and               the               ghosts               of               old               Civil               War               soldiers               are               spotted               at               the               Octagon               House               in               Franklin,               Kentucky               though               no               one               knows               why.
               The               Noctor               Plantation               House               in               Jackson               is               haunted               by               the               former               owner.

Legend               claims               that               the               owners               were               killed               one               night               when               the               slaves               revolted               and               rose               up               against               their               masters.

The               Wilson               House               in               Owensboro               is               haunted               by               ghostly               laughs               and               screams,               which               some               claim               were               caused               when               the               youngest               son               killed               his               whole               family               there.
               You               also               have               the               real               haunted               houses               in               Lexington.

The               Don               Young               Farm               House               is               haunted               by               a               man               who               died               there               a               century               ago.

People               experience               doors               and               windows               opening               and               closing               on               their               own,               as               well               as               the               sound               of               a               phantom               car               pulling               up               the               driveway.

The               Hunt-Morgan               House               and               Loudoun               House               are               also               haunted               in               the               city.
               Paintsville               is               home               to               the               haunted               Mayo               Mansion.

People               claim               to               see               the               former               owner               walking               around               the               property.

Over               in               Morehead,               a               haunted               cabin               has               weird               noises               and               ghostly               apparitions.
               The               Sexton               House               in               Russellville               is               also               haunted.

The               ghost               of               a               girl               is               often               spotted               in               a               window               on               the               house               and               many               believe               it's               the               ghost               of               a               girl               who               was               killed               in               the               nearby               cemetery.

If               you're               visiting               Richmond,               you               can               visit               the               haunted               White               Hall               Mansion.

The               former               owner,               two               of               his               children               and               a               servant               all               haunt               the               building               and               property.
               A               house               in               Shepherdsville               that               looks               like               a               castle               is               rumored               to               be               haunted.

Local               legend               claims               that               you               can               hear               screaming               coming               from               the               house:               the               sounds               of               a               husband               killing               his               wife               and               kids.

Or               visit               a               house               in               Southgate               that's               caught               fire               3-4               times,               each               time               the               owners               blamed               a               former               owner               who               died               in               the               house.
               You               also               have               the               story               of               Granny's               Farm               House               or               Old               Farm               House               in               Whitley               City.

According               to               legend,               two               outlaws               were               killed               in               a               house               that               once               sat               on               the               spot               and               their               ghosts               now               haunt               the               new               house               there.

There's               also               stories               told               about               an               abandoned               house               in               Walton.

Legend               claims               that               a               Civil               War               General               resides               in               the               house.
               Of               course               you               also               have               to               deal               with               haunted               apartments               such               as               the               Cliffside               Apartments               in               Prestonsburg.

Legend               states               the               apartments               were               constructed               on               an               old               Native               American               burial               spot.

Footsteps               are               heard,               electrical               appliances               turn               on               and               off               and               an               apparition               of               an               old               man               has               been               spotted               in               the               building.
               Sources:
               www.angelfire.com/ky3/myoldkentuckyghosts/
               http://theshadowlands.net/places/kentucky.htm






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    Every               since               I               was               in               fifth               grade               and               my               teacher               read               to               us               "The               Tell-Tale               Heart,"               I               have               been               both               frightened               by               and               fascinated               with               Edgar               Allan               Poe.

    My               mind               wouldn't               let               me               forget               the               pieces               of               the               old               man               with               the               vulture               eye               buried               under               the               floorboard.

    Later,               when               I               learned               more               about               Poe's               life               story,               it               became               evident,               at               least               to               me,               that               it               was               his               own               experiences               that               allowed               him               to               write               such               fantastically               gruesome               tales.

    Poe's               father               left               the               family               when               his               son               was               just               a               year               old               and               by               the               time               he               was               two,               consumption               (tuberculosis)               had               claimed               his               mother.

    The               orphaned               boy               went               to               live               with               a               wealthy               family,               the               Allans,               but               his               stepfather               was               indifferent.

    Poe               struggled               all               his               life,               barely               making               enough               to               provide               for               his               extended               family.

    He               lost               his               wife               Virginia               to               consumption               as               well               and               Poe,               already               a               heavy               drinker,               sought               solace               in               the               bottle.

    The               writer               in               me               was               compelled               to               retrace               his               steps               by               literally               visiting               places               he               had               lived               to               try               to               understand               more               about               what               drove               him               to               write               as               he               did.
                   My               family               recently               took               a               trip               to               Quantico,               Virginia               to               see               a               friend               retire               from               the               Marine               Corps.

    We               decided               to               take               the               opportunity               to               go               visit               another               friend               who               lived               in               Philadelphia.

    While               in               Quantico,               I               casually               mentioned               to               my               husband               that,               while               I               had               been               to               the               Poe               Museum               in               Richmond               as               well               as               his               mother               Elizabeth's               grave,               I               never               made               it               up               to               Baltimore               to               see               his               gravesite.

    Aware               of               my               Poe               obsession,               my               husband               begrudgingly               promised               he               would               take               me               there               since               we               passed               through               Baltimore               on               the               way               to               Philly.
                   Located               in               the               middle               of               downtown               Baltimore,               you               could               see               Poe's               grave               from               the               street.

    It               was               large               and               white,               but               it               still               had               a               melancholy               feel               to               it.

    The               top               of               the               monument               was               shadowy               with               stains               from               the               years               of               weather.

    In               the               middle               was               a               large               medal               circle               with               Poe's               depiction,               but               it               was               so               dark,               you               could               hardly               make               out               his               grim               face.

    How               perfectly               appropriate               for               a               character               such               as               Poe.

    I               notice               someone               had               left               roses               at               the               base               of               the               monument.

    I               was               not               the               only               Poe               fan               to               make               this               pilgrimage.

    In               fact,               as               we               mingled               around               the               graveyard               that               sunny               day,               several               others               walked               up               to               study               the               monument.
                   As               we               went               to               leave,               I               saw               a               sign               that               said               "Poe               House"               and               pointed               straight               ahead.

    I               knew               his               grave               was               in               Baltimore,               but               I               didn't               know               there               was               a               house               -               oh               joy!

    I               headed               my               husband               in               the               direction               of               the               sign.

    We               entered               what               looked               like               a               rundown               housing               project.

    My               husband               looked               at               me               a               bit               apprehensively,               but               we               both               knew               I               wasn't               going               to               be               happy               until               we               found               the               house.

    Not               wanting               to               hear               me               whine               all               the               way               to               Philly,               he               drove               around               the               block,               but               the               house               was               nowhere               to               be               found.

    We               drove               the               block               again,               still               missing               the               house.

    How               hard               could               it               be               to               find               a               house               in               the               middle               of               a               housing               project?
                   As               it               turned               out,               the               house               was               attached               to               one               of               the               apartments               in               the               housing               project,               so               it               was               quite               easy               to               overlook.

    It               was               in               such               a               bad               neighborhood,               you               had               to               knock               on               the               door               so               the               curator,               Jeff               Jerome,               could               check               the               close               circuit               camera               to               see               you               were               actually               a               Poe               fan               and               not               some               crazed               gangster               looking               to               stick               him               up               I               suppose.

    It               was               a               bit               disconcerting,               yet               at               the               same               time               it               seemed               appropriate               that               the               Poe               house               would               be               in               such               a               dilapidated               neighborhood.

    After               all,               he               sold               "The               Raven"               for               a               mere               $9.
                   We               knocked,               Jerome               opened               the               door,               and               we               walked               into               a               terribly               cramped,               darkly               lit               room.

    Jerome               told               us               that               Poe               lived               there               with               his               aunt               Maria,               her               mother               Elizabeth,               her               daughter               Virginia,               and               perhaps               even               her               son               Henry               at               times.

    It               seemed               like               there               was               hardly               enough               room               in               this               house               for               one               person,               much               less               four               or               five.

    After               seeing               the               first               two               rooms,               we               went               up               the               incredibly               narrow               steep               staircase               to               the               second               story.
                   There               were               two               rooms               on               the               second               story,               then               another               narrow               and               steep               staircase               that               led               up               to               an               attic               bedroom               which               was               closed               off.

    I               was               a               bit               disappointed               that               the               house               held               very               few               items               that               Poe               had               actually               owned.

    But,               I               was               standing               in               a               tiny               house               where               Poe               once               ate,               slept,               and               wrote.

    I               was               walking               on               the               same               floor               he               had               walked               on               and               looking               at               the               same               walls               he               had               seen               day               in               and               day               out.

    It               was               easy               to               physically               see               why               his               stories               were               so               gloomy               and               filled               with               horrific               tales               of               death.

    For               a               few               moments,               I               was               in               Poe               heaven.






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