Ghost story

If anyone has a ghost story this is the place to share it.
These two are mine and castlewarsareawesomes storys

This is my story

I swear on all the pandas in the world that the following story is true.
When I was 13 my family moved into this house on razor hill rd. When I first got to the house I knew I didn't want to be there. The first thing I noticed was wrong with the house was the noises just random knocking when nobody was home. I tried to ignore it, things like this stop for me if I ignore it. The knocking continued I would hear somebody moving around the house. This continued and I learnt to ignore it, but one night I needed to get a pencil out of the front livening room. The front room has a big window across the whole room, this is where I saw him, a civil war soldier wearing a southern uninformed. At first I thought it was a person but then he turned and disappeared.
When I was fourteen I moved into the basement, biggest mistake of my life. All night I could hear boots pacing outside my door, the lights would flicker on and off, and things would be moved. Nobody believed me so I was on my own for awhile. That lasted for a few months until my three year old cousin saw him. Nobody ever told her about the man in my house but one day she went into the basement screamed bloody murder and ran back upstairs refusing to go into the house. I asked her what was wrong and she said a man was in the basement and he disappeared.
I moved into a program shortly after that, I'm still here actually but I will never forget the shit that went down that only me and my young cousin could see.

This one is castlewarsisawsome story

This is why I hate Christmas. my dad had just bought a porsoln doll(it looked like Santa Clause. I was playing on my computer and I was there for about 30 minutes when I turned around it was staring at me I thought nothing of it so I went and washed the dishes when I was done it was looking at me again I was freaked out but I thought someone moved it. I went back and played the game again. I looked behind me and it was staring at me so I turned it around I went back to playing the game I was scared shitless. I turn around and it was staring at me at that time I freaked out grabbed it toke it outside and broke it to pieces.

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  • ember
  • January 11, 2011, 1:04 pm
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    I was in a maize and there was a trail of tic tacs. I didn't know what they lead to but I followed them. I heard a munching sound getting closer and closer. My skin turned ice blue. I went around the corner and there it was. I tried running away but it was gaining on me. It was only a few inches away and finally MUNCH I was gone. The creature had swallowed me whole.

    and that's my story

    aaa - ghost story

    • hightec
    • January 12, 2011, 12:48 pm
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    Just last week my sister and her boyfriend came home while I was watching TV and they went into the kitchen to get some drinks. While in the kitchen they were doing their whole lovey dovey thing and kissing and playing grab-ass and what not, and it was unappealing to me, so I went up to my room. A few minutes later I heard them enter into my sister’s room and then some rustling occurred. I thought nothing of it, they were probably just making out again on her bed. Then I heard her scream and I got worried so I ran over to her room, opened the door, got on the floor, everybody walk the dinosaur.

    • Pharmon
    • January 25, 2011, 8:56 pm
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    This may not be a ghost story, but we feel it's fun either way. Growing up Natu lived on the apparently infamous Shades of Death road. That road is quite possibly one of the most annoying places for a house ever, since every night or two you get that one car full of annoying teenagers screaming their heads off at one in the morning.

    At one point Natu had two friends over for a sleepover, we don't want to use names though. Natu and the other girl were playing the N64 while the boy was talking to Natu's big brother, then there was the sound of horns honking.

    One of the more common forms of 'Hauntings' to the road is that when the conditions are right and the Muck-Mist rises enough (Which it usually does thanks to Ghost Lake) you can see spirits of travelers who were slain by Bandits wandering the road. These stories usually have a sort of "Stop at this bend and turn your lights off, then honk your horn three times" rule to them (Nevermind stopping in the middle of an extremely dangerous curving backwoods road and turning off your lights in a dense fog, clearly not a deathwish or anything...)

    Natu's big brother was annoyed when it happened, but as usual he had thought up a plan for it. Two ropes had been stretched across the road over the curve they lived by and made with pulleys and lanterns with the equivalent of pillowcases over them. So everyone went outside and crept up as quietly as possible and started to move the lanterns back and forth over the road. Then Natu's big brother came up from the guard rail on the other side in a Ghilie Suit and started thumping on their window.

    The car turned into a box of screaming crying noises as it sped off, and everyone else laughed about it. Natu could tell the story better, but she's not in a good mood today.

    • Dawn
    • January 11, 2011, 1:54 pm
    sry but thats not a ghost story. it was him freaking out some dumb ass kids
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 2:00 pm
    ...We did say at the start, "This may not be a ghost story"...
    Pretty sure we knew it's not a ghost story specificly, but it's still pretty fun as a story. Natu says she'll tell a more traditional "Barrel-Fire" story instead but she needs five names of people on Sharenator, two girls and three boys.
    - Dawn January 11, 2011, 2:26 pm
    Sorry to ask this but is there a post where you explain the whole Natu and Dawn thing? Because this has been confusing me for the longest time.. k thanks bye :)
    - gemie89 January 11, 2011, 6:48 pm
    - Dawn January 11, 2011, 9:59 pm
    Ok so you are two different people or one the same? BTW whenever someone says Natu I think of the little psychic bird from pokemon gold and silver... :)
    - gemie89 January 12, 2011, 2:40 pm
    One the same but at the same time multiple different. One body, Multiple Minds. Does that make sense?
    - Dawn January 12, 2011, 3:05 pm
    - gemie89 January 12, 2011, 3:15 pm
    No volunteers? Awwwwwh...
    - Dawn January 12, 2011, 4:51 pm
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    you messed up my story around the end it didn't make any sense here is how it goes

    it's why i hate christmas. my dad had just bought a porsoln doll(it looked like Santa Clasa. i was playing on my computer and i was there for about 30 minutes when i turned around it was staring at me i thought nothing of it so i went and washed the dishes when i was done it was looking at me agian i was freaked out but i thought someone moved it. i went back and played the game agian. i looked behind me and it was staring at me so i turned it around i went back to playing the game i was scared shitless. i turn around and it was staring at me at that time i freaked out grabed it toke it outside and broke it to peaces.

    I didn't change anything, my computer must have done it.
    - ember January 11, 2011, 2:07 pm
    your computer is dumb XD
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 2:11 pm
    Or... haunted!
    - ember January 11, 2011, 2:12 pm
    oh no run from your computer has your running fill my in on whats happening
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 2:15 pm
    I can't run! It's got me!
    - ember January 11, 2011, 2:19 pm
    hit it on the table
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 4:52 pm
    I did I'm oka- shit! It's maltiplying! Theres five of them now...
    - ember January 11, 2011, 5:26 pm
    in times like these you use fire * tosses ember flame thrower*
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 6:30 pm
    *Ember used flamethrower*
    *It's supper affective*
    *The computers fainted*
    *Ember used fly*
    - ember January 11, 2011, 6:36 pm
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    when i was 4 or so i moved to okinawa to a house on base. at night i heard noises in the hall or downstairs when everyone else was asleep. i thought nothing of it until i (thought i) saw things moving. when i was 7 my friend slept over at my house for the 4th of july. i woke up around mid-night and saw that the door to my room was open. when i looked out the door i saw a misty figure there watching me. i was freaked out and closed my eyes and when i opened them it was gone...

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    I have an honest ghost story for you. This happened to my boyfriend and I recently. It may be a little controversial as well, so please don't downrate simply because you feel differently as characters in this story.

    We moved in to our new house and little things...strange things started happening. Cabinet doors would be open when I walked by. Lights would be on that I had just shut off. Jeremy and I were starting to bicker a little bit over electricity bills and laziness... "Why don't you turn off a light before you leave a room? Why can't you shut the door after you've gotten something out of it?" The house felt oppressive as soon as you walked in. A heaviness hung over it, that was unexplainable and chilling.

    Well, one day he wasn't home. I was upstairs showering and had left the bedroom door, the bathroom door, and the office door open. When I got out, I noticed that all of those doors were shut. I thought my bf was messing with me, so I run around looking for him and realized he wasn't home. All the doors had shut by themselves. These are heavy doors that won't move just because the AC comes on. I was too freaked out to go back upstairs until he got home.

    He got home and he was comforting me. I calmed down and we were just sitting there watching T.V. We both saw the next thing at the same time. The candle on the mantle of our fire place lit itself. We stood right up and started shouting, "Did you frickin' see that?!" We heard the bathroom cabinet doors shut, we heard a voice say, "Yup." really loudly, and the whole house started making popping and cracking sounds.

    We told this to his dad who is a very religious man. He looked at us and said, "Children, believe me when I say that there are angels and demons that walk the earth. I know whatever entity that is in your house is not an angel, because something from God would never cause you fear or mess with your minds. The only thing it could be is a demon. There have been many people praying for you both, and for your happiness. This is spiritual warfare. Whatever is in your house is trying to cause a rift between you. Don't let it."

    We were shaken by this, all the while, strange occurrences continued. We even went so far as to do EVP sessions, and on several we caught something mumbling in the background, but no actual phrases. One day, Jeremy woke up really early and left me sleeping upstairs. I heard a voice saying my name so I woke up and saw the bed was empty. I went downstairs and saw his head bowed in prayer.

    No joke, guys. I'm being serious. We've never had anything else happen to us. The uneasiness and heaviness of the house is gone.

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    Ghost are a load of BS. No offense but i think people thinking there is a place between heaven and hell is stupider than people think there is a heaven or hell... don't down rate simply because you disagree plz

    • dreed34
    • January 11, 2011, 2:31 pm
    Nah, I'm not going to downrate you, if I didn't see a ghost I would think this is BS to.
    I don't think that their is a hevean or a hell, let alone a place inbetween. I don't remember what it is but there is a scientific explination to ghosts. Something about them being an imprint... I'll let you know when I remember.
    - ember January 11, 2011, 2:40 pm
    Hmm that sounds really interesting, defiantly tell me if you find it. But i think there is a very good explanation for ghosts. If you notice in most ghost story's there is a problem the person is having. In your case you didn't want to be in the place you moved to, or in many cases people are distressed from a loved one dying. Ghost create something to think about perhaps when you haven't met anyone in this new place or because you want to see the person again in the form of a ghost. (Plus they're people who just want to see a ghost)
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 2:52 pm
    I wanted to move to a new house, and nobody I ever know was in the civil war. As for wanting to see a ghost I would have rather gotten my pencil and gone to my room without the adrenalin rush.
    - ember January 11, 2011, 2:58 pm
    " When I first got to the house I knew I didn't want to be there."
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 3:02 pm
    she wanted to move but not in that place specifically
    - PwnzElite January 11, 2011, 3:07 pm
    I wanted to move to the aria but the house had a creapy feeling but I only felt it in the front room at first.
    - ember January 11, 2011, 3:08 pm
    Area* Creepy*
    - PwnzElite January 11, 2011, 3:09 pm
    she also said she couldn't spell lol
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 3:10 pm
    Dam you Grammar Nazi!
    - ember January 11, 2011, 3:11 pm
    but she corrected one of my mistakes first so i told her its twas an easy victory :)
    - PwnzElite January 11, 2011, 3:12 pm
    ah okay that makes sense too
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 3:12 pm
    i'm not a nazi much more a rebellion grammar alliance
    - PwnzElite January 11, 2011, 3:12 pm
    lolz i hate grammar nazis
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 3:13 pm
    ...Wait, now we're confused again. We thought Earth was supposed to be between Heaven and Hell <_>
    - Dawn January 11, 2011, 3:14 pm
    it is. we are talking about the after life. so if you are dead and between heaven and hell you must be on earth i.e. a Ghost
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 3:16 pm
    i dont believe in heaven or hell i just belive that there are ghosts in the world and if theres not well... then fuck whos doing this stuff
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 4:58 pm
    yeah atheism FTW! but ghost are usual images generate by the mind then a few noises at night and boom ghost story
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 5:05 pm
    true but last night i heard banging and there was no one awake cause it was 3:00am but it might have been douche bags
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 5:10 pm
    or a raccoon/possum lol
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 5:20 pm
    we have none out here
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 5:24 pm
    i'm sticking with one of the many things Scooby doo taught me. There is a logical reason for everything.
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 5:27 pm
    i think it was the air then lol
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 6:49 pm
    I won't downrate you just because you have different beliefs than I or other people on here; that would just be ignorant and thick-skulled.
    - tbart2010 January 12, 2011, 7:28 am
    you forgot arrogant
    - PwnzElite January 12, 2011, 7:49 am
    haha thanks. It just seems to happen a lot.
    - dreed34 January 12, 2011, 1:57 pm
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    wait how old are you any way ember?

    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 5:20 pm
    16. you?
    - ember January 11, 2011, 5:27 pm
    sophomore or junior?
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 5:29 pm
    I'm a junior.
    - ember January 11, 2011, 5:34 pm
    me too! junior year has been the shit so far!
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 5:37 pm
    Same here I hate the majority of my class. exspecialy the girls>:o
    - ember January 11, 2011, 5:42 pm
    ugh me too. I feel like 95% of my grade couldn't feed them selves much less have an intelligent conversation. And i get what your saying about the girls. It seems like every junior girl is like "oh i just had a sip of key stone, I'm sooooo drunk" lol and all the guys are giant pricks.
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 5:53 pm
    im a fish!
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 6:20 pm
    >:( Ember doesn't like fish!
    - ember January 11, 2011, 6:24 pm
    fresh man thats what i mean by fish lol
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 6:27 pm
    I still don't like fish, but your cool with me:) So your 14?
    - ember January 11, 2011, 6:30 pm
    yep... yay 4 more years of high school!-_-
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 6:34 pm
    dude next year is gonna suck! sophomore year blows! and i hate freshman too!
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 6:35 pm
    You lucky little freshey, be carefull it goes by quick, then you have to deal with collage.
    - ember January 11, 2011, 6:39 pm
    im respected a lot at school i almost broke a juniors arm
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 6:39 pm
    well i gotz good grades right now so im good
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 6:43 pm
    hmm well your grade is full of idiot lol
    - dreed34 January 11, 2011, 6:43 pm
    nope a's and b's
    - castlewarsisawsome January 11, 2011, 6:47 pm
    wait what?
    - dreed34 January 12, 2011, 2:00 pm
    how do you not get that?
    - castlewarsisawsome January 12, 2011, 3:07 pm
    i got it. . . it just wasn't that funny lol
    - dreed34 January 12, 2011, 3:10 pm
    not everytihng is funny
    - castlewarsisawsome January 12, 2011, 3:22 pm
    - dreed34 January 12, 2011, 3:23 pm
    weres the accent?
    - castlewarsisawsome January 12, 2011, 3:27 pm
    idk couldn't find it.
    - dreed34 January 12, 2011, 3:33 pm
    you have to use like some special keys
    - castlewarsisawsome January 12, 2011, 3:41 pm
    - dreed34 January 12, 2011, 3:44 pm
    lol it doesnt suck has much as you say it would
    - castlewarsisawsome October 16, 2011, 4:20 am
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    my friend was "possessed" by a demon

    • alucard
    • January 14, 2011, 5:28 pm
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    im hearing knocking out side my window. im getting scared

    Do what I did earlyer today. I got a bit angry
    - ember January 17, 2011, 8:48 pm
    lol little over reaction
    - castlewarsisawsome January 25, 2011, 8:35 pm
    Just a bit. But, it was late and I have had insomnia for three years it tends to affect you after a while.
    - ember January 25, 2011, 8:40 pm
    3 years! it seems more like you can sleep lol
    - castlewarsisawsome January 25, 2011, 8:44 pm
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    This isn't about me, but it's a story from the county in which I grew up. It's call "The Greenbrier Ghost". Happened in Greenbrier County, West Virginia.

    Elva Zona Heaster was born in Greenbrier County, West Virginia some time around 1873. Little is known about her early life or about her growing up years in the Richlands section of the county, other than she gave birth to an illegitimate child in 1895. One year later, in October 1896, she met a man named Erasmus (also called Edward) Stribbling Trout Shue. He was a drifter who moved to Greenbrier to work as a blacksmith and to start a new life for himself. He went to work in the shop of James Crookshanks, which was located just off of the old Midland Trail. All of the public roads were unpaved in those days and with the county being given over to rolling hills, it was the perfect place to find plenty of horses and cattle. A blacksmith would find plenty of work in Greenbrier County and Trout Shue did just that.

    Zona became acquainted with Shue a short time after he arrived in town. The two of them were attracted to each other and soon were married, despite the animosity felt towards Shue by Zona’s mother, Mary Jane Robinson Heaster. She had taken an instant dislike to him and always felt there was something the amiable man was hiding.

    The two lived together as man and wife for the next several months. Then, on January 23, 1897, Zona’s body was discovered inside of her house by a young boy that Shue had sent to the house on a contrived errand. He had asked him to run to the house from the blacksmith shop and see if there was anything that Zona needed from the store. The boy, Andy Jones, found Zona lying on the floor at the bottom of the stairs. She was stretched out, with her feet together and one hand on her abdomen and the other lying next to her. Her head was turned slightly to one side. Her eyes were wide open and staring. Even to this small boy, Zona Shue was obviously dead. Andy, not surprisingly, ran home to tell his mother. The local doctor and coroner, Dr. George W. Knapp, was summoned to the house, although he didn’t arrive for nearly an hour.

    By this time, Shue had carried his wife’s body upstairs and had laid her out on the bed. Contrary to local custom, he dressed the corpse himself. Normally, it was the proper thing for ladies of the community to wash and dress a body in preparation for burial. However, Shue took it upon himself to dress Zona in her best clothing. A high-necked, stiff-collared dress covered her neck and a veil had been placed over her face. While Dr. Knapp examined her and tried to determine a cause of death, Shue stayed by his wife’s side, cradling her head and sobbing. Because of Shue’s obvious grief, Knapp gave the body only a cursory examination, although he did notice some bruising on her neck. When he tried to look closer, Shue reacted so violently that the physician ended the examination and he left. Initially, he listed her cause of death as "everlasting faint" and then as "childbirth". It is unknown whether Zona was pregnant or not, but for two weeks prior to her death, Knapp had been treating her for "female trouble".

    Dr. Knapp sent someone out to notify Zona’s parents but word of the young woman’s death quickly spread through the community. By late afternoon, two young men who were friends of Zona’s, volunteered to ride out an area called Meadow Bluff and tell the Heaster’s family what had happened. The farm was located about fifteen miles west of the Richlands, in an area near Livesay’s Mill and the town of Rainelle. They lived in an isolated area where a small scattering of homes and farms were nestled against the side of Little Sewell Mountain.

    When she was informed of the news of her daughter’s death Mary Heaster’s face grew dark. "The devil has killed her!", she reportedly said.

    On Saturday, January 24, Zona’s body was taken by carriage to her parent’s home in an unfinished coffin provided by the Handley Undertaking Establishment. Mrs. Shue’s husband and a handful of neighbors presided over the move and they brought Trout Shue along with them to the mountain farm. He showed extraordinary devotion toward the body, keeping a vigil at the head of the open coffin during the move. The body was then "laid out" in the Heaster’s house for the wake. This event lasted all day Sunday, throughout the night and up until the time for burial on Monday. It gave neighbors and friends an opportunity to pay their last respects to the dead, give solace to the bereaved, bring food for the family and also to visit with one another.

    Those who came to pay their respects during the wake pointed out some fairly bizarre behavior on the part of Trout Shue. His grief changed back and forth between overwhelming sadness and manic energy. He allowed no one to get close to the coffin, especially while he was placing a pillow on one side of her head and a rolled-up cloth on the other. He explained that they were to help Zona "rest easier". In addition, he tied a large scarf around her neck and explained tearfully that it "had been Zona’s favorite". When it came time to move the corpse to the cemetery though, several people noticed that there seemed to be a strange looseness to Zona’s head.

    Needless to say, people started to talk.

    There was one person who did not have to be convinced any further that Shue was acting suspiciously about Zona’s death. This person was Mary Jane Heaster. She hated Shue from the start and had never wanted her daughter to marry the stranger. She was even more against the marriage when Zona revealed to her that Shue had been married two times before! There was something wrong in all of this, she knew, but there seemed to be no way to prove it.

    After the wake, Mary Jane took the sheet from inside of the coffin and later tried to return it to Shue, but he refused it. Folding it back up to put it away, she noticed that it had a peculiar odor, so she washed it out. When she dropped the sheet into a basin, the water inside turned red. Strangely, the sheet then turned pink and the color in the water vanished. Mary Jane then boiled the sheet and hung it outside for several days but the stain could not be removed. She interpreted the eerie “bloodstains” as a sign that Zona had been murdered. That was when she began to pray.

    Every night for the next four weeks, Mary Jane prayed fervently that her daughter would return to her and reveal the truth about how she had died. According to legend, a few weeks later, her prayers were answered.

    Over the course of four dark nights, the spirit of Zona Shue appeared at her mother’s bedside. She would come as a bright light at first and then the apparition would take form, chilling the air in the entire room. She would awaken her mother from her sleep and explain over and over again how her husband had murdered her. Trout Shue had been abusive and cruel, she said and had attacked her in a fit of rage because he thought she had not cooked any meat for supper. He had then savagely broken her neck and to show this, the ghost turned her head completely around until she was facing backwards.

    Mary Jane had been right. Shue had killed her daughter and the word of her spirit proved it!

    A short time later, Mary Jane went to the local prosecutor, John Alfred Preston, so that she could convince him to re-open the investigation into Zona’s death. She offered the visitations from her daughter’s spirit as evidence that a miscarriage of justice was taking place. By all accounts, Preston was both polite and sympathetic to Mrs. Heaster. The two of them spoke together for "several hours" and at the end of the meeting, Preston agreed to dispatch deputies to speak with Dr. Knapp and a few others involved in the case. While it seems unlikely that he was willing to take another look at the case because of the statement of a ghost, the investigation did get re-opened. Local newspapers reported that Mrs. Heaster was not the only one in the community who was suspicious about Zona’s death. There were also "certain citizens" who had started to ask questions, as well as the growing "rumors in the community".

    Preston himself went out to Richlands to see Dr. Knapp, who admitted that his examination of the dead woman had been incomplete. The two of them agreed that an autopsy would clear things up and would confirm or deny the lingering suspicions. It would also give them a better idea of how Zona Shue died and lift suspicions from Trout, if indeed he was innocent.

    Days later, an exhumation was ordered and an inquest jury was assembled. The autopsy was performed in the Nickell School House, which was just a short distance away from the Soule Methodist Church graveyard. The schoolchildren were dismissed on the day of February 22, 1897, when the body of Zona Shue was exhumed. It was reported in the local newspaper that Trout Shue "vigorously complained" about the exhumation but it was made clear to him that he would be forced to attend the inquest if he did not go willing. In rebuttal he replied that he knew that he would be arrested, "but they will not be able to prove I did it". This careless statement indicated that he at least had knowledge that his wife had been murdered.

    The autopsy lasted for three hours with the doctors working under the uncertain light of kerosene lanterns. The body of the dead woman was "in a near state of perfect preservation" though, thanks to the cold temperatures of February, making their work that much easier. A jury of five men had been assembled to watch the proceedings and they huddled together in the barely warm building with officers of the court, Trout Shue, Andy Jones (the boy who had found the body) and other witnesses and spectators.

    The autopsy was carried out by the standard methods, which meant that an examination of the vital organs came first. After that, the doctors cut an incision along the back of the skull so that the brain could be removed. This step was not taken in the case of Zona Shue however, as the doctors quickly found what they were looking for. "We have found your wife’s neck to have been broken," one of the physicians spoke to Trout Shue. His head dropped and an expression of despair crossed over his face.

    "They cannot prove that I did it," he whispered.

    It may seem odd that the broken neck was not found immediately and or that it was not more evident on the skin’s surface, but doctors will tell you that this is one of the most difficult injuries to detect. It makes it harder to tell in a corpse because the human head is naturally heavy in comparison to the body. When the muscles of the dead person are relaxed, the head tends to flop about. In addition, the first vertebra is located deep inside of the neck, directly under the skull. This makes it hard to find and it would have been that much harder for rural physicians in the late 1800’s.

    The autopsy findings were quite damning to Shue. A report on March 9 said that "the discovery was made that the neck was broken and the windpipe mashed. On the throat were the marks of fingers indicating that she had been choken [sic]..... the neck was dislocated between the first and second vertebrae. The ligaments were torn and ruptured. The windpipe had been crushed at a point in front of the neck."

    The findings were made public at once, upsetting many in the community. Shue was arrested and charged with murder. He was locked up in small stone jail on Washington Street in Lewisburg. Despite the fact that (outside of spirit communications) the evidence against Shue was circumstantial at best, he was indicted by a grand jury and was formally arraigned for murder. He immediately entered a plea of "not guilty".

    While he awaited trial, information about Shue’s unsavory past began to surface, leading many to believe that Mary Jane Heaster had been right about him all along. Zona had been his third wife. His first marriage, to Allie Estelline Cutlip, had produced one child but had ended in divorce in 1889 while Shue was in prison for horse stealing. She alleged in the divorce decree that her husband had frequently beaten her. In 1894, Shue had married again, this time to Lucy Ann Tritt. Strangely, Lucy died just eight months later under circumstances that were described as "mysterious". Shue claimed that Lucy had fallen and had hit her head on a rock, but few believed him. Wisely, he packed up and left the area and in the autumn of 1896, moved to Greenbrier.

    In jail, Shue remained in good spirits, and reported that his grieving for Zona had ended. In fact, he announced that he had a lifelong goal of having seven wives. Since Zona had only been his third, and he was still a young man, he had a good chance of realizing such a worthwhile ambition. He repeatedly told reporters that his guilt in the matter could not be proved.

    The trial began on June 22, 1897 and numerous people from the community testified against Shue. The highlight of the trial, of course, came with the appearance of Mary Jane Heaster. Preston put her on the stand both as the mother of the dead woman and also as the first person to notice the unusual circumstances of her death. He wanted to make sure that she appeared both sane and reliable. For this reason, he skirted the issue of the ghost story because it was bound to make her appear irrational and also because it was inadmissible evidence. The teller of the story, in this case Zona Shue, could obviously not be cross-examined by the defense and so her testimony would be hearsay under the law.

    Unfortunately for Shue, his attorney decided to ask Mrs. Heaster about her ghostly sighting. It seemed obvious that he was doing it to try and make Mary Jane look ridiculous to the jury. He characterized her "visions" as a mother’s ravings and worked hard to admit that she might have been mistaken about what she allegedly saw. He continued to badger her for quite some time, but Mary Jane never wavered from what she had seen. When the defense counsel realized that the testimony was not going the way that he wanted, he dismissed her.

    By that time though, the damage was done. Because the defense and not the prosecution had introduced the testimony about the ghost, the judge had a hard time telling the jury to exclude it. It was apparent that most of the people in the community believed that Mary Jane had seen her daughter’s ghost. Despite Shue’s eloquent testimony in his own defense, the jury quickly found him guilty. Ten of them even voted that he be hanged, which spoke volumes about Mrs. Heaster’s believability as a witness. Without a unanimous verdict of death though, Shue was sentenced to life in prison.

    The sentence did not satisfy everyone in Greenbrier County. On July 11, 1897, a citizen’s group of anywhere from fifteen to thirty men assembled eight miles west of Lewisburg to form a lynching party. They had purchased a new rope and were well armed with "Winchesters and revolvers" when they started towards the jail. If not for a man named George M. Harrah, who contacted the sheriff, Shue would have surely have been lynched.

    Harrah contacted Deputy Sheriff Dwyer at the jail. It was said that when Shue was informed of this threat against his life, he became "greatly agitated" and was unable to tie his own shoes. Dwyer took him to a "place of refuge in the woods" a mile or so from town and then was able to disband the mob and return them to their homes.

    Shue was moved to the West Virginia State Penitentiary in Moundsville on July 14, where he lived for the next three years. He died on March 13, 1900 from one of the epidemics of measles, mumps or pnuemonia that swept through the prison that spring. At that time, the prison commonly buried unclaimed remains in the nearby Tom’s Run Cemetery, for which no records were kept until the 1930’s. No trace of Trout Shue can be found today.

    Mary Jane Robinson Heaster lived to tell her tale to all who would listen. She died in September 1916 without ever recanting her story about her daughter’s ghost.

    And as for Zona, her ghost was never seen again, but she has left a haunting and a historical mark on Greenbrier County. It is one that is still being felt today. In fact, a roadside marker along Route 60 still commemorates the case today. It reads:

    "Interred in nearby cemetery is Zona Heaster Shue. Her death in 1897 was presumed natural until her spirit appeared to her mother to describe how she was killed by her husband Edward. Autopsy on the exhumed body verified the apparition’s account. Edward, found guilty of murder, was sentenced to the state prison. Only known case in which testimony from ghost helped convict a murderer."

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