Welcome
By Danielle Tagerty
As a young girl I was terrified of everything. I cried before going on roller coasters, didn’t like the dark, and was deathly afraid of anything that would make me jump. I couldn’t watch scary movies or go to those play haunted houses they set up for Halloween. Strangely however, it was my favorite holiday. There was something that interested me about the things that terrified me. I read everything I could about the paranormal, and became somewhat of a self-proclaimed expert. I tried to be braver as I got older, but the fear of the unknown was too great. Then a wonderful thing happened; I learned to protect myself. I started to take Karate classes and excelled quickly. As I get better I gained courage. The things that had scared me weren’t as big and bad anymore. I love roller coasters, and to watch scary movies, but one thing became a major hobby of mine; ghost hunting. I wanted to experience all of the things that I had always been too scared to. I became a registered ghost hunter with a popular society in New Jersey.
Unfortunately, due to my college schedule I could not do anything with the society, but I did freelance work. I did my own research and write ups on places I would visit. I collected data and information to educate the public on the paranormal.
When people hear the phrase “ghost hunter”, many think of psychics with a crystal balls, or the Ghostbusters with their giant marshmallow man. I am none of those things. I am almost like a scientist, but without the degree. I am basically trying to prove, scientifically, that ghosts exist. I don’t believe in all of the hocus pocus of psychics, or seeing into the future or séances. I just want to catch hard evidence of a spectral encounter. We are not the freaks and geeks that many of the public classify us as.
As my knowledge and interest grew I began to visit some of the places close to my home. I actually have, according to many ghost hunters, the third most-haunted house twenty minutes from where I lived. I visited a lot of my favorite places and learned many stories about other places in the United States. The more I learned and experienced the more entranced I became. This hobby helped to spark my love for history, which is my major. Eventually I hope to go to graduate school for Archaeology, and maybe specialize in Occult or Supernatural Archaeology.
Recently I was going through many of my stories. I decided to compile a book dedicated to some of my favorites. I had grown up just reading about these places, and fell in love with what I couldn’t explain. When I grew up it became an obsession that I would like to share with the world. Some of them are classics, some made up by inspired authors, and others might just be in your back yard. I have many different authors. I only included one of my own stories. I wanted it to be homage to my childhood. Maybe my stories will make up the next book. My best advice for reading this book is to grab a flashlight, a bowl of popcorn, a drink, and huddle under your blankets. Enjoy; don’t let the first story scare you away, and welcome to my world.
By Danielle Tagerty
As a young girl I was terrified of everything. I cried before going on roller coasters, didn’t like the dark, and was deathly afraid of anything that would make me jump. I couldn’t watch scary movies or go to those play haunted houses they set up for Halloween. Strangely however, it was my favorite holiday. There was something that interested me about the things that terrified me. I read everything I could about the paranormal, and became somewhat of a self-proclaimed expert. I tried to be braver as I got older, but the fear of the unknown was too great. Then a wonderful thing happened; I learned to protect myself. I started to take Karate classes and excelled quickly. As I get better I gained courage. The things that had scared me weren’t as big and bad anymore. I love roller coasters, and to watch scary movies, but one thing became a major hobby of mine; ghost hunting. I wanted to experience all of the things that I had always been too scared to. I became a registered ghost hunter with a popular society in New Jersey.
Unfortunately, due to my college schedule I could not do anything with the society, but I did freelance work. I did my own research and write ups on places I would visit. I collected data and information to educate the public on the paranormal.
When people hear the phrase “ghost hunter”, many think of psychics with a crystal balls, or the Ghostbusters with their giant marshmallow man. I am none of those things. I am almost like a scientist, but without the degree. I am basically trying to prove, scientifically, that ghosts exist. I don’t believe in all of the hocus pocus of psychics, or seeing into the future or séances. I just want to catch hard evidence of a spectral encounter. We are not the freaks and geeks that many of the public classify us as.
As my knowledge and interest grew I began to visit some of the places close to my home. I actually have, according to many ghost hunters, the third most-haunted house twenty minutes from where I lived. I visited a lot of my favorite places and learned many stories about other places in the United States. The more I learned and experienced the more entranced I became. This hobby helped to spark my love for history, which is my major. Eventually I hope to go to graduate school for Archaeology, and maybe specialize in Occult or Supernatural Archaeology.
Recently I was going through many of my stories. I decided to compile a book dedicated to some of my favorites. I had grown up just reading about these places, and fell in love with what I couldn’t explain. When I grew up it became an obsession that I would like to share with the world. Some of them are classics, some made up by inspired authors, and others might just be in your back yard. I have many different authors. I only included one of my own stories. I wanted it to be homage to my childhood. Maybe my stories will make up the next book. My best advice for reading this book is to grab a flashlight, a bowl of popcorn, a drink, and huddle under your blankets. Enjoy; don’t let the first story scare you away, and welcome to my world.
Grim Grinning Ghosts
This is the theme song from the Walt Disney World attraction,
This is the theme song from the Walt Disney World attraction,
The Haunted Mansion.
When the crypt goes creak,
and the tombstones quake.
Spooks come out for a swinging wake.
Happy haunts materialize,
and begin to vocalize.
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize.
Now don't close your eyes,
and don't try to hide.
Or a silly spook may sit by your side.
Shrouded in a daft disguise,
they pretend to terrorize.
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize.
As the moon climbs high o'er the dead oak tree,
spooks arrive for the midnight spree.
Creepy creeps with eerie eyes,
start to shriek and harmonize.
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize.
When you hear the knell of a requiem bell,
weird glows gleam where spirits dwell.
Restless bones etherealize,
rise as spooks of every size.
If you would like to join our jamboree,
there's a simple rule that's compulsory.
Mortals pay a token fee.
Rest in peace, the haunting's free.
So hurry back,
we would like your company.
http://loki.stockton.edu/~stk31722/Grim/Grim.pdf
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