It’s just another day – or so you thought. Working on your day’s chores, you take to the barn, looking for fishing sinkers. But it’s so warm, you climb up to the loft for a break to snack on a delicious pear. It’s easy to lose track of time in such a place, and what does it matter after all? You’re 32, still living with your father and his wife, and have no prospects of your own. When you do finally emerge, life, as you knew it, will have forever changed. Poor Lizzie Borden.
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You’ve heard his name. You’ve seen what he looks like. You probably even look over your shoulder when you’re alone at night. But you needn’t worry. He doesn’t want you – he wants the children. Just who is the SlenderMan?
With the ability to control their minds, the SlenderMan stalks children, torturing them mentally over long periods of time. He incites fear and paranoia in his victims, ultimately driving them insane.
Continue reading “Who is the SlenderMan?”The Stanley Hotel: The Most Haunted Hotel in America
Few hotels are as well known for their paranormal activity, as the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park, Colorado. Cited as the inspiration for Stephen King’s “The Shining,” there seems to be some truth to these ghost stories we all hear about.
The first, and most frequently experienced, is the haunting of room 217.
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Just 100 miles west of Tokyo, and northwest of Mount Fuji, is a sprawling forest so thick with foliage, that it’s known as the Sea of Trees. Aokigahara forest, also known as Suicide forest covers approximately 13.5 square miles. The forest floor is mostly made up of volcanic rock, lava laid down by the last major eruption of Mount Fuji in 864 AD. Many parts of the forest are very thick, the trees tightly packed together, and winds do not whip through. Wildlife is sparse, and the porous lava absorbs sound, creating a feeling of isolation. A visitor has described the silence as “chasms of emptiness,” adding, “I cannot emphasize enough the absence of sound. My breath sounded like a roar.”
The still silence has led people to consider it haunted, and there are plenty who would not dare enter the forest. But where did it all begin?
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