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I've got one more, there's a plot of land someone owns in the comox valley (Vancouver Island) that's open to the public that everyone calls "Acid Forest".

The story is simple, the guy who owns it wanted to artistically(?) express himself and share that expression with everyone openly. Basically what it is, is a wooded area with trails that lead you to oddly decorated trees and secrets. Wooden chests full of random shit, strangely painted dolls hanging from trees, weird signs and messages for people to discover.

Obviously the guy who took so much time creating such a bizarre park didn't name it Acid Forest. That's just what all us punk kids called it when we went there to get high...cool place, no idea what he was trying to say, all that got lost in our wasted adolescent moments. I haven't been back in well over 20 years...I hope it's still there because I'd like to enjoy it for what it really was.

Fucking artists lol...
 
In my town of Scarborough in the UK there is a place called Hairy Bob's Cave which sits on the seafront at the foot of the cliffs.

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It's a little Flintstones style house caved into a large boulder. Been there well over 100 years. Nobody knows who carved it or why or who Hairy Bob is although popular legend has it that Hairy Bob was a somewhat hen-pecked, mild-mannered fellow for whom the cave provided a den of solace away from the sharp tongue of his spouse.
 
This one is a bit different, because it's real and not a legend. But this one kid that I knew (well, I didn't know him, but my friend's brother was totally best friends with him) swallowed a whole bag of pop rocks and then drank a whole coke and his stomach exploded and he died.
 
Not exactly my town, but I think the Isle of Man is smaller than some of the cities listed here so it's fair.

Lots of ghost stories and weird myths, like the moddey dhoo and the buggane, but this one is a bit more peculiar.

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It might not look like much, but this bridge is pretty famous (in the Isle of Man anyway). I'm not actually sure of the history behind it (or that anyone is), but there's a superstition that if you don't greet the fairies as you walk or drive over it they will give you bad luck. Like literally just saying "hello fairies" as you drive by. I certainly don't believe in fairies and I'm not the slightest bit superstitious, yet it was something I was told to do as a kid and I still do it on occasion.

I know I may sound like a lunatic, but it's even something tourists are told to do. That's how commonplace it is.
 
Where I grew up there were a bunch, but the most common was a stop sign at the bottom of a hill. It was said that some lady had her breaks fail and she ran the sign and got hit and died. So now if you go to the stop sign and put your car in neutral it will roll backwards instead of forwards because her ghost is pushing you to safety. People were testing this too often that cops had to stop camping out at the sign and writing them. It was rumored that if you put flour on your hood while doing it you would see handprints too.

In actuality the road in that spot actually slopped back a bit even though it was the bottom of the hill, so your car does roll backwards... because of gravity.
 
There is a Nessie type creature that apparently is living in my drinking water. Never heard about it until a few years ago. Apparently, a hundred years ago a priest had seen it, which makes it believable for some reason because they never observe creatures that do not exist.
 
I grew up in Fredericksburg, VA, so basically every old building had some Confederate ghost or something living in it. According to the people who ran the historic tavern or apothecary or whatever. People would always say shit about seeing this or that ghost in some battlefield. Plus there's some old legend about George Washington skipping a stone clear cross the river, but there's tons of made up stories about that dude.
 
When I lived in Orlando, I heard that the section of I-4 over the St. John's River was colloquially called "the Dead Zone" since many fatal traffic accidents were reported as well stories about the bridge being built near an ancient burial ground.

I guess ghosts were reported before, but I've drove over that bridge probably a hundred times late at night and never saw anything.
 
Not so much of a myth, but there was a strange young man with Down's Syndrome who was infamous for always wearing road worker's clothes for no apparent reason. The person is real, but who knows about the stories? The biggest story I heard was that thanks to his clothes, he managed to fool real construction workers that he worked at the site, and accidentally (?), by waving hand signals, made a concrete dumpster back up into a hole and get stuck :lol
 
Bloomington, IL - The old HQ for Electrolux is often thought to be haunted.

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"ElectroluxFirst used as a hospital, this building has a complicated history that no doubt contributes to its paranormal activity. Originally the Kelso Sanitarium, Mennonite Church leaders purchased that building in 1919 after their first hospital became overcrowded. The sanitarium was renamed Mennonite Hospital, and specialized in adult long-term care. In July 1984, Mennonite Hospital combined with two other area hospitals to create the BroMenn healthcare system. In 1998, the old Mennonite Hospital building was sold to a vacuum cleaner company called Electrolux. Something from its years as a hospital remained, however. Old photographs and writing on some of the walls left by former patients has not been removed. According to former employees, there is a haunted room on the 3rd floor. Odd noises, as well as the ever-present smell of death, prevent its use. This “death room” remains locked to this day. In 2011, Electrolux closed its office in Bloomington and moved to Charlotte, NC."
 
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"Mamie Thurman was a young woman living in the city of Logan in the 1930s. On June 22, 1932, her slain body was found and recovered on 22 Mine Road near Holden, WV. According to authorities at the time, her death resulted from a gunshot wound before her throat was cut from ear to ear. Found along side the body was one shoe and her purse containing $8-10. Two diamond rings and a wristwatch were still on her body, thus ruling out robbery as a motive. Local legend still thrives with Mamie's story. Some say she walks Holden 22 Mine Road. Tales of her ghostly appearances may cause one to wonder if she still cries out for justice. Since her death has never been solved, rumors have survived and some feel her ghost will continue to walk up and down the mountainside until someone finally tells the truth about her death. "
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It's a right of passage for local teenagers to drive their cars to where 22 Mine Road begins and park their car because if you put it in neutral at the foot of the incline the car will move up the hill. Locals swear that it is Mamie pulling you up into the mountain.
 
We have La Llorona which is a bride who was left at the altar and died. (Oh I mixed it with the The Bride story smh) There is Satan's Tree where people have seen the thing bring demons from it in the middle of the night and those demons would go on top of the house to scare children fighting. There are more but too lazy.
 
Apparently there was inmates in the reformatory at one time and they killed fellow inmates and stuff.

Also was a film location of a well known Frank Darabont film. A place i've been to many times due to living close to it.

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"Mamie Thurman was a young woman living in the city of Logan in the 1930s. On June 22, 1932, her slain body was found and recovered on 22 Mine Road near Holden, WV. According to authorities at the time, her death resulted from a gunshot wound before her throat was cut from ear to ear. Found along side the body was one shoe and her purse containing $8-10. Two diamond rings and a wristwatch were still on her body, thus ruling out robbery as a motive. Local legend still thrives with Mamie's story. Some say she walks Holden 22 Mine Road. Tales of her ghostly appearances may cause one to wonder if she still cries out for justice. Since her death has never been solved, rumors have survived and some feel her ghost will continue to walk up and down the mountainside until someone finally tells the truth about her death. "
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=57843541


It's a right of passage for local teenagers to drive their cars to where 22 Mine Road begins and park their car because if you put it in neutral at the foot of the incline the car will move up the hill. Locals swear that it is Mamie pulling you up into the mountain.


Bring a level there. I think you'll be surprised.
(I won't, though.)
 
Supposedly there used to be a Civil War hospital in what is now a park (I live in central Maryland) that is haunted. I've talked to some local Civil War re-enactors who swear that they've seen and have photographic evidence not just of ghosts but of spectral remnants of the buildings. It's also a popular rumor with students from a couple of high schools which are located near the park.
 
Where I used to live in the UK we had a legend about a pig boy. He basically looked like a pig/child hybrid and would run in front of cars causing them to crash. Chances are it stems from some drunk driver and a pig getting loose.

Where I trained as a nurse we had loads of stories, the ground in between the Hospital and the Nurses res was supposed to be an old plague pit, walking the tunnels between the two was scary as hell on a night shift. Apparantly when it closed and we moved to a new hospital the security guards had to be replaced every couple of nights as none of them would stay any longer.

In the new hospital I had a patient on a night shift who asked me to go to the fire escape outside his window and tell people to be quieter. There wasn't a fire escape. But there had been one in the hospital that was pulled down, and it would have been in about the same spot.

When I was a kid, I'd stay at my Aunties pub during the holidays. I'd wake in the early hours and hear the sounds of the pub, chatting etc. My auntie always swore the lock ins never went on that late. About 5 years ago I went back to the pub on my way back from a day out at the coast, now owned by new people. I was chatting to the new landlord and when I told him this he shouted his wife over and asked me to repeat what I'd told him. They both went very white as he'd heard the same thing and his wife didn't believe him. At the same pub when my cousin was looking after it on his own he would find the dog outside in the middle of the night. No matter how many times he'd bring it in it would get out again. No discernible way for this to happen.
 
I thought everyone had a place where people smoked and talked about the particular myth there haha. And SoCal?! Should be tons of places.

i know a lot of them. blackstar, old bull canyon(i think its called) and the asylum, but it's more of places people would go and not actual legends. i've gone to most in socal but i think this place is lacking, maybe because most places here arent so old.
 
i know a lot of them. blackstar, old bull canyon(i think its called) and the asylum, but it's more of places people would go and not actual legends. i've gone to most in socal but i think this place is lacking, maybe because most places here arent so old.

Ahh makes sense. Need more SoCal gaffers to chime in then.
 
When I was a kid, I'd stay at my Aunties pub during the holidays. I'd wake in the early hours and hear the sounds of the pub, chatting etc. My auntie always swore the lock ins never went on that late. About 5 years ago I went back to the pub on my way back from a day out at the coast, now owned by new people. I was chatting to the new landlord and when I told him this he shouted his wife over and asked me to repeat what I'd told him. They both went very white as he'd heard the same thing and his wife didn't believe him. At the same pub when my cousin was looking after it on his own he would find the dog outside in the middle of the night. No matter how many times he'd bring it in it would get out again. No discernible way for this to happen.

See that's a cool one. I wouldn't at all mind a pub full of partying ghosts, having a good time.
 
Haha must be a common thing. Also, folklore from around the world. Like how Mexicans have "La Lorana".

Besides la llorona, there is the Madremonte, which is kind of an protective mother nature spirit that kills people that mess up the environment, and I think it's also famous through Latinamerica.

Being from a big city most of those stories are lost, (and replaced by real ones of actual violence and murders, unfortunately) but I hear plenty when I go to small towns. They are run of the mill, ghost stories, apparitions, the devil, but also a lot of stories about nature itself and weird animals. My dad use to tell the story about his uncle and how he met two giant dogs/wolfs that scared him shitless in the middle of the night when he was going to turn off the electric generator of the town, this was a common thing back then. He had his own dogs that were the terror of everyone in town and always took them with him, but the dogs were also scared shitless about this two black dogs. There are not actual wolfs there, so the thing was really weird, and this two dogs didn't attack or bark, but his uncle said they were the most menacing animals he has ever seen, they just stared at him, and if he tried to advance they would get real menacing, and his own dogs even more scared, and refused to go with him, they were blocking the "safe" road to the generator building, so the uncle had to take the "haunted" road. Nothing happened in the haunted road, apparently haunted by some woman called "la bavaria" because she scared drunks, but he was of course beyond scared. He locked himself in the generator building after entering and only left until morning.
 
Where I grew up there were a bunch, but the most common was a stop sign at the bottom of a hill. It was said that some lady had her breaks fail and she ran the sign and got hit and died. So now if you go to the stop sign and put your car in neutral it will roll backwards instead of forwards because her ghost is pushing you to safety. People were testing this too often that cops had to stop camping out at the sign and writing them. It was rumored that if you put flour on your hood while doing it you would see handprints too.

In actuality the road in that spot actually slopped back a bit even though it was the bottom of the hill, so your car does roll backwards... because of gravity.

My town has almost the exact same legend, except instead of the ghost of an old woman it's the ghost of children pushing the car.
 
My town has almost the exact same legend, except instead of the ghost of an old woman it's the ghost of children pushing the car.

I heard of that one. You could see the little fingerprints in the dust, etc. Some dudes challenged that it was actually your own latent fingerprints being captured by dust and static cling or something. And the road wasn't level with the sides or something, it had some slight opposite slope.
 
In San Antonio there is a legend of a woman called the 'Donkey Lady' the excerpt below is about the legend:

The legend is several generations old and there are a couple of major thematic groups into which the versions of the legend fall. The first involves a lady whose house, which was near a bridge over a small creek, was burned. The fire was caused by her husband and she lost both her childten in most accounts. In some stories she was a recluse and was asleep when the fire began. And in one account, she is described as a seven-foot-tall Chinese woman! She herself was severely burned: fingers and toes fused together to appear hoof-like, and face so disfigured and sagging as to appear similar to that of a donkey or horse. She is also said to have fallen while running from the blazing house, the bones of her hands and feet so burnt and brittle that they broke, leaving stumps as limbs. Afterwards, it is said, she went completely insane, lived under the bridge and roamed the woods on the south side of San Antonio, crying for her children and terrorizing anyone that ventured on to the bridge.

In the second group of accounts, she was on old lady who raised donkeys, one of which bit a child. The father of the bitten boy and some other men plotted to do away with the donkey and ambushed the old lady near the creek bridge as she was taking the donkey to graze. In the ensuing struggle, the donkey lost its footing and fell into the creek below, drowning. The woman was distraught and unable to help the braying animal. She picked up some rocks and hurled them at the retreating men, knocking one of them unconscious. They turned and threw her into the creek where she drowned also.

It is said that if you go to Donkey Lady Bridge at night and park your car, honking your horn to attract her attention in some versions, that soon you will hear the clip-clop-clacking of hooves in the distance. As they move closer, you'll hear the half human, half animal braying of a donkey. If you stay too long she will jump on your car and damage it with her hooves while trying to prevent you from leaving. She is said to be either angry over the deaths of her children or constantly reliving the anger she felt at having her beloved donkey killed in front of her. There are many many stories on the internet from people who have visited the bridge and been terrified. Some claim to have seen and heard her and some also claim they felt something large jump on the car and have seen damage on their vehicles, come daylight, resembling hoof-inflicted dents. Even today, the area near this bridge is very remote and secluded. There are also rumors of dead bodies being dumped in the area over the years, which certainly contributes to the atmosphere of the place.

Source: http://www.examiner.com/article/san-antonio-s-donkey-lady-bridge-is-chilling-whether-truth-or-tale
 
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