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Disgruntled Southern Ghost.

Last week my sister in law was in town from Virginia. And one night as we ventured out for pirogi’s at a local polish restaurant, we passed a cemetery. Now according to my sister in law, it seems the cemetery is haunted by a ghost not, a Jumbie as we were discussing last Sunday.

So after we’d dropped her off, what did the husband and I immediately do? Look it up of course. After all isn’t that what Google is for?

So as soon as we settled onto our respective couches we went to work. Now I’m not a lover of cemeteries so there is no way that I’ll be hanging out in on in the dead of the night, looking for a ghost to show up. I may love the paranormal but I love it from the relative safety of my love seat or camp chair around a bonfire.

This ghost is a disgruntled southern gentleman. One who does not appreciate being buried in an unmarked grave.  An owl will screech into the night signaling Benjamin Miles’ appearance in tan colored work clothes.  I’ve yet to find out exactly what he does to express his displeasure.

Though he is referred to as an angry ghost here:

And, the atmosphere is said to be hostile here:

I’m sure I’m stereotyping, but somehow I think he might be rather eloquent in his displeasure if he could speak. But that’s supposition.

I don’t know about you but, I don’t spend much time in cemeteries. If there’s a funeral I’ll go, but I’m not fond of them. Depending on where your loved one is buried you might have to actually step on a grave to get to the burial site you’re going to.

I’ve been known to “beg pardon” as I do so. After all it’s terribly rude to step on someone’s final resting place. At least I think so.  Besides, then you have to worry about some unknown ghost, or jumbie following you home. Or even worse what happens if one of the undead liked the shape of your ankle. No thank you.

But all this talk of ghost brings to mind the movies “The Lady in White” a horror film that came out in 1988 and of course since we’re on a romance blog the movie “Ghost”.

The Lady in White I remember vividly from childhood and looks a little hokey now but I remember being thoroughly terrified while unable to look away.  Ghost was the only movie can remember that sort of convinced me, it might be possible to have a spirit as a love interest. Still not totally convinced though.

Have you come across any good ghost stories romantic or otherwise?

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9 thoughts on “Disgruntled Southern Ghost.

  1. I love a good ghost story. When I first came to Japan I was surprised at how common ghost stories were and how seriously hauntings are taken. I had an odd experience at a hotel in Kyoto that was said to be haunted…I didn’t see anything but it sure felt creepy.

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    • Isn’t’ it interesting how other cultures treat ghost and spirits. Some are quite keen to have them move on. I wonder why? 😉

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  2. I love ghost stories. I had my own ‘lady in white’ when I was growing up in Chicago. She appeared at my bedroom door on three different occasions, but I never understood why. She wore a white veil over her face and a simple white dress. Scared the bejeezus out of me–especially the last time when the shape of a white casket appeared on the ceiling.

    I stopped seeing her when I left home.

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  3. I’ve never seen/experienced a ghost, but supposedly there is one associated with my family. My grandfather’s family owned a house on Staten Island http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Billou-Stillwell-Perine_House (my mother’s maiden name is Perine) that is supposedly haunted by a woman who was killed there in the ’20s or ’30s (after my family sold it, so we weren’t involved : ). It’s said she stands at the top of the stairs or can be seen ducking into rooms. I haven’t been to the house but maybe we’ll go when we visit this summer.

    Also, Maria–Wow! Freaky!

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    • Cathy you’ll have to let us know if she shows up. I’m not sure if I want her to after Maria’s story though.

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  4. Ghosts are something that has always scared me and I really have no idea why. Luckily, I’ve never encountered one, though my sister and I both hated one particular bathroom in the house we grew up in. Just gave us that creepy feeling. Something neither of us talked about until we were adults.

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  5. I do exactly the same as you, Charlee. The last funeral I went to, I had to step on an aunt, and I was begging her pardon. Favorite ghost stories? Hm…well, I like the classics, so Henry James’ Turn of the Screw and L.M Montgomery’s The House Party at Smoky Isle. I’ve been known to write ghosts into my stories now and again.

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