Hauntings & Ghost Stories.
I enjoy reading legends and stories of haunting and going snooping around spooky places. This area contains stories of haunting's, legend's and supernatural experiences that people have shared. I am not saying they are real or fictitious, but it’s fun reading and visiting some areas and getting spooked, especially in October.
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I found this house out in the middle of nowhere (closest town is Duchesne Utah). It was a spooky old place.
House on the Left
This house I came across in Lisbon North Dakota, it was located all by itself about 10 miles from any other dwellings in the middle of nowhere. I stopped and walked through it and it was CREEPY!
The walls were painted inside with all kinds of satanic diagrams and stuff and several dead dogs & cats were in it. I only walked through the front door and got the felling to get out of their so I did, I took two photos inside the house, and about 12 outside; this is the only picture that turned out of this place. None of the other pictures of this house were developable, every other photo on the roll of film turned out just fine?
House on the Right
This house was located in American Fork Utah, it was located at around 740 East off of State Street in the fields behind Big O Tires & what was Albertsons Grocery Store and is now Big Lots. This house was said to be haunted.
=================================================================The Purple Lady
A story is told that there is a spirit of a woman who is wearing a long purple dress that haunts the Denver & Rio Grande train depot at 300 Rio Grande Street in Salt Lake City. In the early 1900's the young lady and her fiancé were standing by the train tracks at the station. He was leaving for the army because World War l had just begun. The engaged couple started to argue and the woman's fiancé took her ring and threw it across the tracks. The lady ran after the ring and did not see an oncoming train and was hit and killed by it. The woman's spirit still roams the station searching for her lost ring. Many people since the time of the accident have seen the lady in purple including up to the present day. The station is now the site of the Utah State Historical Society. There is also a Cafe in the building that has had sightings of the spirit. I used to frequent the Cafe as it was one of my favorite places for lunch but I have never seen the purple lady. Below is a copy of the Menu from the Café which contains the story of the Purple lady on them.
The Old Haunted Lehi Hospital
I took these photos of the old building on May 22 1998
Here is a story that appeared in the SaltLakeFreePress Newspaper
(October 11, 2010)
by Staff Writer / Nick J. West
The Old Lehi Hospital in Utah County was at one-time a modern center, the building originally built for a bank in 1891 known as the Lehi Commercial Bank. It may have also housed offices for the Lehi Fourth Ward of the L.D.S. church on the upper floors but I was unable to verify it with a third party.
The hospital and it's staff witnessed many births, and deaths over the course of it's existence from 1921 to 1968. One source estimated that between 20,000 to 30,000 births alone took place in the hospital before closing permanently in 1968.
The many deaths, rumors and mysteries like a nurse supposedly killed by a crazed doctor when he hung her from a flag pole greatly contribute to the stories of ghostly spirits lurking around long after they departed earthly human bounds.
My experience with the old hospital comes first hand. I was one of only a handful of tenants who lived in a ramshackle apartment in the building for a brief period in the mid 1970's. Had my mother known that a crematorium existed in the basement, I highly doubt we would have stayed even one night.
At the time, there was also a photography studio located in the front of the building, and offices for Clover Club Potato Chips in the back. Our apartment was a two level unit, the lower a separate bedroom, a combination kitchen and living room and small area for a washer and dryer, carved out of offices and space on the buildings first floor.
I had unobstructed access to an entirely vacant second floor to myself for my 'bedroom'. I distinctly remember the west facing window was a half arch type, looking like half moon on its side that would cast an eerie light on the walls as cars drove past.
My bed, at my request was put centered on the nurses station which was a wood riser with no rails about 2 feet high in the center of the large open room.
My first encounter with an apparition came when seeing the outline of a man, standing in the doorway leading to what was the hospital records wing and stairs to the third floor. He was there most every night, never moving from his position in the doorway but noticeable enough to make his presence known to me. Oddly, getting to sleep was never really a problem.
One day, curiosity finally got the best of me and and I went into the records area and to explore the third floor during daylight hours where I found boxes and boxes of patient records, many of them from decades earlier. Many pointed to the patients being there for mental evaluation or confinement.
An obvious person to ask about the building was my mother, and before I had even fully asked the question, she said "though I never saw a ghost, I always felt a heavy presence around when I was there, especially alone".
Some years later, mid 1980's-1990's the building even housed a 'haunted hospital' each year around Halloween, complete with students playing the screaming insane asylum patients interacting with frightened guests. A popular stop on the tour for those who could handle the decent into the basement while hearing strange noises, some, from an eerily unknown source was the site of the famed crematorium.
The old hospital building is now gone, its owner Todd Vincze sadly was not able to secure financing to save the beleaguered historical building and it was demolished in 2009 but its storied history, and maybe even a few of its spirits remain.
The hospital and it's staff witnessed many births, and deaths over the course of it's existence from 1921 to 1968. One source estimated that between 20,000 to 30,000 births alone took place in the hospital before closing permanently in 1968.
The many deaths, rumors and mysteries like a nurse supposedly killed by a crazed doctor when he hung her from a flag pole greatly contribute to the stories of ghostly spirits lurking around long after they departed earthly human bounds.
My experience with the old hospital comes first hand. I was one of only a handful of tenants who lived in a ramshackle apartment in the building for a brief period in the mid 1970's. Had my mother known that a crematorium existed in the basement, I highly doubt we would have stayed even one night.
At the time, there was also a photography studio located in the front of the building, and offices for Clover Club Potato Chips in the back. Our apartment was a two level unit, the lower a separate bedroom, a combination kitchen and living room and small area for a washer and dryer, carved out of offices and space on the buildings first floor.
I had unobstructed access to an entirely vacant second floor to myself for my 'bedroom'. I distinctly remember the west facing window was a half arch type, looking like half moon on its side that would cast an eerie light on the walls as cars drove past.
My bed, at my request was put centered on the nurses station which was a wood riser with no rails about 2 feet high in the center of the large open room.
My first encounter with an apparition came when seeing the outline of a man, standing in the doorway leading to what was the hospital records wing and stairs to the third floor. He was there most every night, never moving from his position in the doorway but noticeable enough to make his presence known to me. Oddly, getting to sleep was never really a problem.
One day, curiosity finally got the best of me and and I went into the records area and to explore the third floor during daylight hours where I found boxes and boxes of patient records, many of them from decades earlier. Many pointed to the patients being there for mental evaluation or confinement.
An obvious person to ask about the building was my mother, and before I had even fully asked the question, she said "though I never saw a ghost, I always felt a heavy presence around when I was there, especially alone".
Some years later, mid 1980's-1990's the building even housed a 'haunted hospital' each year around Halloween, complete with students playing the screaming insane asylum patients interacting with frightened guests. A popular stop on the tour for those who could handle the decent into the basement while hearing strange noises, some, from an eerily unknown source was the site of the famed crematorium.
The old hospital building is now gone, its owner Todd Vincze sadly was not able to secure financing to save the beleaguered historical building and it was demolished in 2009 but its storied history, and maybe even a few of its spirits remain.