Halloween Story Time.

Each step is pain. The knife edge cuts first into the balls of your feet, then slices through the soft sinews and the bone up to the deepest arch of your sole. With each new foothold, the gleaming blade cleaves a little deeper or lacerates you in a new place. The warm blood -- your blood -- bursts out of ruptured veins and dribbles down the sides of the bridge, its carmine trails forking and crossing the ferruginous traces left by previous travelers. Bones in your feet fracture with a snapping report as you steady yourself for the next step. Each crack echoes off the walls of the abyss. You dare not scream, because to scream is to lose hope and to lose hope is to fall. The sweat-provoking incalescence and low rumbling of the pit below remind you of the fate of the lost. You lift your back foot gingerly and then take the next purgatorial step....

Victor Bonegarden married his childhood sweetheart, Victoria, in 1814. The happy couple then moved into the family estate. Victoria gave birth to a daughter, Ashton in 1818. Then in 1821 she had a son, Brett. Victoria was very happy being mistress of the manor and raising her children. Several years later, the family was devastated by a terrible tragedy.

The children were playing at the edge of the woods when Brett suddenly got up and walked off into the woods carrying his teddy bear. Ashton ran and told her parents that she had heard a voice calling to them and that's when Brett walked into the woods. A search was conducted but no trace of Brett was found. Over the next several weeks, Victoria would go into the woods searching for her lost child. On a cold and stormy Halloween night, Victoria came out of the woods carrying Brett's teddy bear. It was the only sign of Brett that was ever to be found.

After her latest ordeal in the woods, Victoria became very ill. She was so grief-stricken over the loss of her son, that she had no will to live. A few days later, she died. Victor was devastated by the loss of his beautiful wife. He wished that he could somehow bring her back.

This was taken in 1985 just before Christmas. The experience of a family of 7 were many, but here are the most memorable. My dad built the house in the `50s, so only we lived there, but the house was always haunted. It had a sense of foreboding that never left. Our dogs often stared, growled, and bristled their hair, eyes following something we could not see. My sister lay in bed one night and heard chains and growling dogs running back and forth from window to window outside her room. She ran out terrified. She woke up one morning to see our dead grandpa standing at the foot of her bed, smiling. Doors opened, there were cold spots, unexplained noises, odors, lights going on at all hours, washer and dryer coming on at 3 a.m.

My dad had a 30 foot boat trailored out in the yard thats engine would suddenly roar into life late at night. Once my dad was yanked out of his bed by the ankles. His screams woke my mother who found him wide eyed on the floor. I was grabbed, hard, in the sides and tickled while I was in bed. It hurt and I was swinging my arms trying to hit whoever it was, and my arms just swung thru the air hitting nothing, yet the tickling continued. It was so hard it was lifting me off the bed. I thought it'd never stop, but finally it did. My parents often came home to find us kids sitting out front waiting for them to come home because we had been scared out of the house. We heard footsteps, and things often turned up missing, only to reappear later in a most obvious place. Toilets often flushed with a jiggling of the handle just to be sure. The picture told us what we already knew, we had a ghost.

A physic told my folks our home was cursed and they had it blessed. But "it" became more active. Years ago we tried a Ouija board. We asked if a spirit haunted our home. It said yes, but would give no further information. My folks tried the board alone, and whatever it said terrified them. They threw the board away and refuse to tell what it told them. They said "they forgot". We know now leave those boards alone! Even though we no longer live in Largo, my parents still experience paranormal phenomenon as did I in my home (that story you have) (Haunting in my home 8-1-98). I often wonder if it is all connected. Who knows. Thank you for your interest.

A film expert said the face is not a flection or camera error. He said whatever "it" is, it is behind the glass with the picture of Christ, and has its' own light source lighting up its face. He asked that we never bring film to him to be developed again. He was that scared.

True Confirmed Hauntings...
In The United States
Alabama	Louisiana	Ohio
Alaska	Maine	Oklahoma
Arizona	Maryland	Oregon
Arkansas	Massachusetts	Pennsylvania
California	Michigan	Rhode Island
Colorado	Minnesota	South Carolina
Connecticut	Mississippi	South Dakota
Delaware	Missouri	Tennessee
Florida	Montana	Texas
Georgia	Nebraska	Utah
Hawaii	Nevada	Vermont
Idaho	New Hampshire	Virginia
Illinois	New Jersey	Washington
Indiana	New Mexico	West Virginia
Iowa	New York	Wisconsin
Kansas	North Carolina	Wyoming
Kentucky	North Dakota	District of Columbia

In Other Countries
The United Kingdom	Canada	Australia
Mexico	China	Brazil
Egypt	Indonesia	Italy
Jamaica	South Africa


On November 13, 1974, six members of the DeFeos family dead... by one of their own... True Story.