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Okay... I have been reading some "haunted" stories on some other sites. I thought it would be interesting (if we don't already have this type of thread???) to see if you all had any GHOST stories of sorts..... NOT to say I believe in them but I LOVE reading stuff like this.... here is one that pertains to Pikeville..... (P/S... I would LOVE to go to this cemetary)...

SORRY... it's a long one!! Wink

THE LEGEND OF OCTAVIA HATCHER
In 1889, at the age of 30, James Hatcher was married in Pikeville to a young woman named Octavia Smith, the daughter of Jacob Smith, an early settler. Their life together would be tragically brief and their union would produce one son, Jacob, who was born shortly before his mother died. The baby died soon after he was born, possibly leading to the depression and illness that preceded Octavia’s own death.


And it is the death of Octavia Hatcher that has created a legend that is still very much a part of Pikeville. The Hatcher baby, Jacob, was born in January 1891 and only lived for a few days before he died. A short time later, Octavia took to her bed, likely suffering from depression, and was quite ill. The illness took a turn for the worse in April of that same year and she slipped into a coma. The doctors were unable to determine a cause for it and when she died on May 2, it was thought that she had perished from an unknown illness.


The funeral services were held and almost immediately carried out. It was an unseasonably hot spring and as Octavia was not embalmed , no was time was wasted in placing her in her grave at the Hatcher family plot. James had just suffered a terrible double tragedy - but his grief was not yet over.


Several days after Octavia’s death, several other people began suffering from the same coma-like symptoms that Octavia exhibited at the time of her death. Research conducted by Herma Shelton shows that this illness was a sort of sleeping sickness that was brought on by the bite of a certain fly. When news of this began to spread, Hatcher and members of his family (some of them doctors) began to worry that this may have been the same illness that Octavia had contracted. Their fears turned to panic as they realized that she may have been buried alive!


An emergency exhumation was conducted and Octavia’s casket was opened. They found the poor young woman in a horrific state. Apparently, the coffin had not been airtight and she had managed to survive for a few days, trapped beneath the ground. The lining on the lid of the coffin had been torn and shredded by Octavia’s bloody nails and her face had been scratched and contorted into an expression of terror. She must have awakened from her sleep to find herself trapped in the casket. Then, unable to escape, she had undoubtedly succumbed to a terrifying death!


Octavia was reburied but James’ heart was broken. He had a expensive monument erected on the site, a tall stone that bears a likeness of Octavia standing atop it. At one time, a carving of her baby had been placed in the statue’s arm, but in more recent times, vandals have managed to break the arm off and the infant lies on the ground next to the marker.


As the years passed, the strange and unsettling story of Octavia Hatcher’s final moments began to be told and re-told in Pikeville. Eventually, as is the case with many legends, the story was twisted and changed until much of the truth was lost. During the years that Herma Shelton was attending Pikeville College, she heard a number of versions of the story, all of them different. The most commonly told revision of the story had it that Octavia had died while she was still pregnant. The story went that, during the funeral, the mourners heard an odd sound coming from inside of the coffin. When they opened the lid, they found that the baby, Jacob, had been born to the dead woman. He only lived a short time and then died himself. Obviously, this story is untrue and a glance at the Hatcher family gravesite would reveal that Jacob’s death preceded Octavia’s by several months.


As the story of Octavia Hatcher continued to spread, the tale took on a more “urban legend” quality. Students from the college and teenagers from around the area often went to the cemetery on Halloween night to drink and scare one another. They claimed that the statue would come to life on certain nights and frighten trespassers out of the graveyard. It was during this period that someone broke off the arm that held the stone infant.


This Photo of Octavia's grave was taken on a clear day with no fog and with warm temperatures. A mist was seen in several of the photos taken that day but it did not appear in all of them. (Photo by Herma Shelton)
Pranksters also went to the trouble of climbing onto the monument to bother the statue themselves. This gave birth to yet another, and perhaps most popular, version of the story. According to this version, Octavia’s spirit was angry at the people of Pikeville for allowing her to be buried alive. Because of this, she would literally turn her back on the city on the anniversary of her death. On these nights, the statue mounted on her grave marker would turn on its pedestal and would face the opposite direction from where it had been previously. This story was accepted as truth for many years until it was finally revealed that the nocturnal movements were the work of clever college students.



Even after story after story about Octavia was debunked, this never seemed to quell the rumors that spread about the cemetery being haunted. People who visited the site, and most especially, those who lived on the hill where the graveyard was located, often spoke of hearing strange cries in the darkness and about spotting a misty apparition in the vicinity of Octavia’s grave. Finally, in the middle 1990’s, the Hatcher family placed a stone in the cemetery that contained accurate information about Octavia’s death and placed her statue on a new marble base. They also enclosed the area with a fence, hoping to keep out the trespassers and vandals.


And while the additions to the gravesite have managed to keep out the unwanted, they have done nothing to curb the continued stories of ghosts and supernatural manifestations around the plot. Herma interviewed a number of people who live on the hill near the cemetery and heard about several incidents that took place in the cemetery. Many of them expressed a fear to come into the graveyard, especially at night, and there is a solid belief that the ghost of Octavia Hatcher still walks here.

One couple that she spoke with, who had lived nearby for more than 30 years, stated that they had noticed something very odd in recent months. According to their account, they heard the sound of woman weeping, coming from the direction of the burial plot on several nights. A check of the area revealed absolutely no one in the cemetery.


Another couple, who had moved to the neighborhood a short time before, said that they were told by others in the community to expect parties and trespassers in the cemetery at night but that they had yet to see anyone around. However, one evening they walked out into the graveyard themselves because they thought they heard a kitten crying in the darkness. As they approached the Hatcher plot, where the sounds were coming from, the crying stopped.


So, does the ghost of Octavia Hatcher walk in the Pikeville Cemetery? Or are the stories nothing more than local myths? According to a number of reliable witnesses, unexplained things still take place around the place where her life ended in terror. Could witnesses who claim to feel depressed and anxious around the grave be experiencing the young woman’s final moments? Or is the apparitions reported around the grave the spirit of Octavia as she still searches for peace?


That is, of course, up to the reader to decide … but if you ever get the chance to visit the Pikeville Cemetery, we’ll invite you to visit this site for yourself. Haunted or not, this is a place where a tragic young woman deserves a moment or two of silent recognition for a life cut too short and a death that came far too early.
Yeah...the thing about her head turning around...not true. The cemetary is also not very big (actually quite unimpressive) and is fenced in so you can't get in there unless you break the law and trespass.

TheShadowlands.net is a good place to find haunted placed in KY.

Frozen Creek in Breathitt Co. is the scariest place I've been to, though the more times you go, the less scary it gets.

Let me type them up and I'll tell you some of my stories.
I've always been interested in that story as sort of a Pikeville legend, but like CE said the cemetary is disappointing as you can't get in to even look anymore.
The story about the statue is somewhat unbelievable (I think it even mentions about some college kids doing the turning of it) BUT... the part that really got me is that they buried her alive! ??????? Could you imagine!!! I would want to haunt someone too if they buried me and I wasn't even dead!!!
Here is a link to the Mamie Thurman story. My husband used to work on Mine 22 road and has told me about some young men coming up there (to the guard shack at work) scared out of their minds!!! Evidently they said they had offered her a ride and looked and she was gone..... They say you can put baby powder on your car, turn around, then turn back and there will be handprints on it. Also, a car will roll UP a hill.... STRANGE!!!

This took place in 1932 in Logan County..... it's in WV but not 30 minutes from here...

http://www.geocities.com/heartland/ridge...urder1.htm
OK, here goes some of my stories...in no particular order:


The Indian in the Hallway
When I was about 8 or 10 years old we lived in a house in Pikeville. I was always scared of the basement and NEVER wanted to go down there alone. The rest of the house was fine, but the basement was freaky. Now, I need to describe the layout of the house for the purposes of telling this story.

My bedroom had a window that looked out into a hallway, this hallway had a stairway that led down to the basement. If you looked futher out the window you could see another window that had a view of the fenced in back yard.

This hallway also had a door that led to the kitchen. One night I was watching TV, which was positioned in front of that window. It was quite a regular night, nothing out of the ordinary.

In my peripheral vision I see something coming up the stairs from the basement. As I continued to watch, I made out that it was an Indian headdress like worn by an Indian chief or something. It kept rising and I could see the head and torso of a stereotypical Indian. When it got to the top of the stairs it was out of view but I knew it had gotten to the top. I laid there frozen stiff and then saw the Indian walk by the window, going towards the kitchen. It never looked at me, but looked as if it was going about it's own business.

Now, this was a long time ago so I can't remember if I tried to wake my parents or not. Either way, I got my baseball bat and went into the kitchen. I opened the door to that hallway where the Indian should have been on the other side.

I swung the door open but no one and nothing was there. It was a very odd experience, and to make it even more interesting; I was talking to my neighbors a few years later when we were about to move and they were telling me that when they were digging the foundation for that house, the construction crew found bones and archeologists were called in. They determined that it was once an Indian burial ground and some of the bones, arrowheads had even been taken to museums.


The Library Special Collections
Ok, this one actually took place on the campus of UK. There is a library there near the Classroom Building that is called the Lucille Little Fine Arts Library. This is where I worked for two years. I was a student assistant, so I did whatever needed to be done whether working the desk or shelving books, etc.

This library, along with many others on UK's campus, has a Special Collections area which is kept away from the public. This room is used for very old books which need to be maintained at a certain temperature and humidity so they don't deteriorate. I always liked going in there because the temperature was always 60 or so degrees and felt good during the summer especially.

One day I was informed that someone had died and left their collection of books to the library, and they needed to be shelved in Special Collections. So, I alone, had to go back there and shelve these really old, dusty books. No big deal, I liked getting away from all the people.

So I'm back there for probably an hour or an hour and a half when my supervisor came back and told me that he was leaving and to lock up the Special Collections when I left that night at 11 pm. I closed that night.

So I take a break and go back in there to finish up. Now for those of you who don't know, UK's library's have electronic/moving shelves to conserve space.

I'm bending over to get some books out of a box when I hear the shelves click like they were trying to be moved. The moving shelves have a safety mechanism that doesn't allow them move if someone is standing in an aisle.

Again, I hear this clicking and the bookshelves shook a little bit. At this point I thought the other worker (that was supposed to be working the front desk) had come back there to tell me something. So I walk out of the aisle and no one's there.

Ok, I think it's odd, but shake it off and go back to work. Then not even a minute later, the shelves click and try to move again. This is actually starting to upset me so I quickly go out to see who is there. No one is on the end of the shelves so I turn back around to go back to my books when I see a Civil War Union-dressed uniformed soldier standing there in the aisle. This freaked me out beyond belief. It was not a solid apparition, it was very smoky and misty looking. As soon as it was there, it was gone. I locked up Special Collections and didn't go back for the rest of the night. I stayed at the media desk for the rest of the time.

At about 10:30 pm the other worker, came up to me and said she needed to leave early. I said this was no problem, but was left with the duties of locking up the building and making sure all of the computers were turned off before I left.

At 10:55 pm, everyone had left, so I went about to do my closing duties. I first locked all the front doors (this is to make sure no one comes in while I'm doing everything else) then go upstairs to turn off all the computers, check the bathrooms, etc.

When I get downstairs, and I'm turning off the computers downstairs, I start hearing things going on upstairs. Again, it sounded like the clicking of the bookshelves. This went on for longer than I cared for, so I went back up there to make sure no one was there. Again, I checked everywhere upstairs but no one was there. So back downstairs I go, and I'm turning off the lights. As I walk out to leave I start hearing the clicking again. I stop and listen for a few more seconds and decided to go on back to the dorm.

I thought for sure that when I went to work the next day that I would hear that I had locked someone in or something, but nothing.
phs1986 Wrote:Here is a link to the Mamie Thurman story. My husband used to work on Mine 22 road and has told me about some young men coming up there (to the guard shack at work) scared out of their minds!!! Evidently they said they had offered her a ride and looked and she was gone..... They say you can put baby powder on your car, turn around, then turn back and there will be handprints on it. Also, a car will roll UP a hill.... STRANGE!!!

This took place in 1932 in Logan County..... it's in WV but not 30 minutes from here...

http://www.geocities.com/heartland/ridge...urder1.htm


If your husband worked there a few years ago, that might have been us that he saw scared out of our minds. I do remember talking to a guard at the guard shack when we were there.

We used to go on "ghost hunting" trips.
ComfortEagle Wrote:If your husband worked there a few years ago, that might have been us that he saw scared out of our minds. I do remember talking to a guard at the guard shack when we were there.

We used to go on "ghost hunting" trips.


LOL... YEP.. he worked there from 2001 until this past May?? If so... you weren't the only ones... I promise!!

He said one guy who delivered parts to them had given her a ride off the hill....(not knowing the story behind her death or whom she was)....... He told them she sat in the seat next to him but didn't talk...... and when he stopped to let her out.... the seat was empty!!
What about the unknown soldier at Elkhorn City?
Wow theres a load of "haunted" places in Kentucky.
Ok, I had to take a break because the last post was getting long:

The Grandmother Story
My grandmother died about a year...maybe two after my brother was born. I didn't see much of her during her last few days because I was at a Carson-Newman lineman camp when I got the call that she had died.

Now, about a week after she had died, I was at home with my brother in the living room watching TV. It was probably 8 pm and everyone was home, but it was just me and my brother in the living room.

All of the sudden I hear running across the wooden floors and I look up into the kitchen and see my grandmother come running around the corner screaming at me as loud as she can. I couldn't make out all of what she was saying, but I know it was something about my brother. As soon as she was done talking, which was maybe 5 seconds, she was gone.

Now it looked just like her and she was very mad, but at this time, she was very much gone and had been dead a week. This was freaky, as there were other people in the house in different rooms, but no one else heard running or screaming of any kind.


Frozen Creek
Frozen Creek is a place in Breathitt County that has a lot of different stories that people tell about it. I don't think anyone is really sure about the history of the school there but here is the one I have been told.

Frozen Creek had a boarding school back in the 30's. This was common because it was so rural in that area that families couldn't travel every day or even every week to take their kids back and forth to school. So the kids each had a boys dorm, a girls dorm, a church, a gymnasium, and classrooms.

According to the story, the teachers got word that a bad storm was coming that could produce tornados, so they gathered all of the kids and staff in the basement of the church in case of a tornado. The terrible part of the story is that no tornado ever came, however, a flood came and drowned them all in the locked basement. Supposedly you could see scratch marks on the ceiling of the basement where they had clawed trying to get out just before dying.

Now, during our ghost hunting expeditions we went to Frozen Creek several times. The first time I ever saw it, it was immediately scary. You drive for 30-40 minutes up a mountain with very few houses and no street lamps, then out of nowhere you see these dingy-white buildings that almost seem to illuminate on their own.

The first time we went, we went into the gym first. Nothing happened there, but it was really weird-feeling in the girls dormitory. The boys dormitory was previously destroyed.

There were still old remnants of beds and furniture along with graffiti everywhere. If you think of a stereotypical, haunted building like you see in the movies, this place is it.

Not much happened but it was very weird there.

The second time, we took digital cameras and video cameras with us. This time we visited all of the same buildings but we really wanted to find the church and go in the basement. However, we could never find the way to get in the basement. We brought someone who had been a few times before and been to the basement before, but he could not find it this time.

The only real evidence we pulled from this visit was a single picture of the gymnasium. Now this picture has long been lost since it was on a computer I had years ago whose hard drive was reformatted. It's gone... unfortunately. But the picture was of the gym and in one of the doorways on the other side of the gym you could see what appeared to be a black figure standing in that doorway or just in front of the doorway.

The third trip involved all of our flashlights stopped working and we had to walk around by the light of our cell phones, which shortly died as well. I went back to the SUV to try and find another flashlight or batteries when two of the other guys came running out of building and got in the car. I got in and asked what happened and they didn't say anything, the guy driving just backed out and started to leave. After a few minutes all the driver would tell me is that they saw something. To this day, that's all that I've gotten out of them about it.

*Now this story is borrowed from a friend of mine who went with his girlfriend. I'm pretty sure they were alone or maybe with another couple. Brittany, I think you may be able to clear this one up for me.

Anyways, they had gone to Frozen and he said that nothing happened in the building really, but around the first building you pull up to he said he heard what sounded like something moving around in the surrounding bushes and he heard what he thought was giggling. Like little schoolgirl giggling.

He said when they got back to his car after the trip, there was a single white rose on the hood of his car.
phs1986 Wrote:LOL... YEP.. he worked there from 2001 until this past May?? If so... you weren't the only ones... I promise!!

He said one guy who delivered parts to them had given her a ride off the hill....(not knowing the story behind her death or whom she was)....... He told them she sat in the seat next to him but didn't talk...... and when he stopped to let her out.... the seat was empty!!

Yeah, we most probably talked to him then.

We never picked her up, so that wasn't us but we did see and hear some strange things.
Panther Thunder Wrote:What about the unknown soldier at Elkhorn City?

Are you talking about the place where you park before getting to the Breaks?

That place is interesting and if you put your car in neutral at a certain spot it's supposed to roll UP the hill. We even recorded it on a cell phone camera. If you stop just past the marker for the unknown soldier, put your car in neutral, it will roll up the hill.
Here's the experience when we went to Mine 22 road:

We found out about this place from the internet. We were into ghost hunting and were bored so we decided to go. Now at first we got lost so we had to stop at a gas station probably 15 minutes away to get them to point us in the right direction. I mean we were in the COMPLETELY WRONG PLACE at first. In the words of Dumb and Dumber, "man, we were way off."

So we get on the right road and I don't think we talked to the guard at first. I THINK we went on by, but then again, I wasn't driving and I was in the back so I can't be sure.

We drive on and actually pull near a mine. We get out of the car and walk towards the mine and you could here what sounded like people screaming, not bad screaming, but just like they were trying to communicate to each other in a hard to hear environment. At this point we saw a light, almost like a lantern in the middle of the mine entrance. This was our queue to get the **** back in the car.

Upon driving down the road some more we stopped, rolled down the windows to listen. Very eerie, quiet noises all around. Upon turning driving back, we saw the same color and strength light that we had seen in the mine. We did stop and talk to the guard at the guard shack because we wanted to know exactly how to get back and there was another place nearby on a bridge that we wanted to check out. He helped us on our way and we found the bridge where some stuff was supposedly supposed to happen.

Supposedly if you stop the car at a certain point and put it in neutral, the car will roll uphill on it's own. Also I've heard if you put baby powder on the trunk you will see finger prints after this. However, nothing happened to us when we tried it.
ComfortEagle Wrote:Here's the experience when we went to Mine 22 road:

We found out about this place from the internet. We were into ghost hunting and were bored so we decided to go. Now at first we got lost so we had to stop at a gas station probably 15 minutes away to get them to point us in the right direction. I mean we were in the COMPLETELY WRONG PLACE at first. In the words of Dumb and Dumber, "man, we were way off."

So we get on the right road and I don't think we talked to the guard at first. I THINK we went on by, but then again, I wasn't driving and I was in the back so I can't be sure.

We drive on and actually pull near a mine. We get out of the car and walk towards the mine and you could here what sounded like people screaming, not bad screaming, but just like they were trying to communicate to each other in a hard to hear environment. At this point we saw a light, almost like a lantern in the middle of the mine entrance. This was our queue to get the **** back in the car.

Upon driving down the road some more we stopped, rolled down the windows to listen. Very eerie, quiet noises all around. Upon turning driving back, we saw the same color and strength light that we had seen in the mine. We did stop and talk to the guard at the guard shack because we wanted to know exactly how to get back and there was another place nearby on a bridge that we wanted to check out. He helped us on our way and we found the bridge where some stuff was supposedly supposed to happen.

Supposedly if you stop the car at a certain point and put it in neutral, the car will roll uphill on it's own. Also I've heard if you put baby powder on the trunk you will see finger prints after this. However, nothing happened to us when we tried it.

lol.. the bridge just looks up hill.. its actually downhill its all bull****... weve been to 22 mine road prolly 50 times... lol now ms. thurman really was murdered, but wasn't actually even found on 22 mind road.. my college class studied this throughly.. they have mamie thurman day in logan on the anniversary of her murder... you can go downtown logan and look at the presentation they have..
mrfootball03 Wrote:lol.. the bridge just looks up hill.. its actually downhill its all bull****... weve been to 22 mine road prolly 50 times... lol now ms. thurman really was murdered, but wasn't actually even found on 22 mind road.. my college class studied this throughly.. they have mamie thurman day in logan on the anniversary of her murder... you can go downtown logan and look at the presentation they have..

Right, but it didn't even happen to us.

It's the same type of thing at the Unknown Soldier marker at the Breaks. It just looks uphill but it's actually not, there's a dip in the road.
I had never heard the story about the girl being buried alive in Pikeville...
Warfield middle school in martin county is haunted
Cards09 Wrote:Warfield middle school in martin county is haunted

I've heard that a bunch of times....the principle even claims to have seen the ghosts! It's supposed to be a man and a little girl.
The Martin Co. courthouse is also supposed to be haunted. I think the story goes like this:
Sometime around the 1920s, a man was convicted of murder; I don't know if he was wrongfully convicted or if he actually did it. He was hanged (or executed in some fashion). Within the next 6 months, 6 of the 12 jurors died suddenly, and the other 6 had their homes destroyed by a tornado, one of the very few to hit Martin Co. They say the man now haunts the courthouse. Different workers say they have seen him at night, especially those with offices upstairs where the old courtroom is.
Feds Creek High School(now a middle school) is suppostivly haunted.
warriorpride Wrote:Feds Creek High School(now a middle school) is suppostivly haunted.

huh? I went to FC for 3 years and spent alot of time in there as a kid and I never had any problems with any ghosts...lol. And I am supposedly susceptible to that kind of stuff...
I wanna check out that Frozen Creek place, seems cool. And I dunno how in the world WMS could be haunted, its almost new.
Wuzza Bear Wrote:I wanna check out that Frozen Creek place, seems cool. And I dunno how in the world WMS could be haunted, its almost new.

You just need to bring flashlights, maybe a machete, and be careful. That place is falling down all over the place. I wouldn't recommend going up any of the stairs.
ComfortEagle Wrote:You just need to bring flashlights, maybe a machete, and be careful. That place is falling down all over the place. I wouldn't recommend going up any of the stairs.

lol man If I go anywhere like that I'm goin to be packin' a couple guns or somethin...I would rather run up on a vampire or something like that rather than a ghost...I can kick a vampire's *** but I can't hit a ghost. haha
By the time I get to go there, it'll be torn down.
Wuzza Bear Wrote:By the time I get to go there, it'll be torn down.

I doubt it. That place has been closed forever and they still haven't gotten rid of it.
vundy33 Wrote:lol man If I go anywhere like that I'm goin to be packin' a couple guns or somethin...I would rather run up on a vampire or something like that rather than a ghost...I can kick a vampire's *** but I can't hit a ghost. haha

Nah, the machete is just for cutting down any brush on your way to the buildings. Never once have I felt the need to bring any firearms.

If it is a ghost what can you do?
ComfortEagle Wrote:I doubt it. That place has been closed forever and they still haven't gotten rid of it.
I don't know if this is true but i heard they tore alot of it down
[quote=ComfortEagle]Nah, the machete is just for cutting down any brush on your way to the buildings. Never once have I felt the need to bring any firearms.

If it is a ghost what can you do?[/quote]

I know...lol You guys might think im a wuss but when it comes to seeing ghosts and such I freak out...had some bad experiences as a kid.
ComfortEagle Wrote:I doubt it. That place has been closed forever and they still haven't gotten rid of it.


Well what I meant was fall down. Would be cool if you found a way into the basement. I'm really itching to go there now.
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