Sunday, October 31, 2010

Some Ghost Stories and Legends

I did not write these stories, most of them are peoples actual accounts. 


Spooky Staten Island Monastery I don't live in Staten Island, but I went there one time with my friends. People told me about an old abandoned monastery about 15 minutes away from the bridge. I live in Bayonne about 5 minutes from there. The story about the monastery goes like this: About sixty years ago a bunch of monks lived there in solitude and silence. But there was one monk that went crazy and went on a killing spree, massacring all the other monks and dragging their bodies down to a secret sublevel (the monks slept in sublevels underground, people say they go down 30 floors) and mutilated their bodies. People say if you want to see the monksghosts you have to go down to the last sublevel at night. So we wanted something to do on a summer night like any normal teenagers, but this night change our lives forever.
We went down the road to the monastery and went around it exploring the outside, too scared to go in just yet. There was a lot of Satanic signs and gang graffiti. Finally we got the balls to go in, but it was so dark inside that if we shut our lights off we couldn't see our hands in front of our faces. The building consists of three floors, two wings and whatever is below. We went upstairs first. It was dark and creepy but there had to be at least thirty rooms on each floor. We saw that the roof had caved in and there were holes in the floor that dropped down two floors. There were also bloody animals wrapped in cloth hung from the ceiling. It was creepy. We were all scared and really didn't want to go on, but every now and then we heard the sounds of chains dragging and a banging and the opening of a door behind us. No one was saying anything, but I knew I wasn't the only one that heard it.
Next we found stairs going down, so we proceeded that way. There was a kid with us that kept pushing us to go on further. He was leading us, so we followed him down three flights of stairs to the sublevels. The stairs were wooden and shaky as we were walking down. At about the third sublevel we found the monks quarters. They were very small and cramped. The strange thing about the rooms was the walls had all scratch marks down them that looked like fingernails were imbedded in them.
Then we came to a room blocked by wood. Behind the door were small stairs that looked like they went on forever. We followed the stairs down about ten floors, and they were really starting to shake now. We entered a room where there were what look like jail cells. It was getting a little too scary so we left. 


Tottenville When I was a teenager, we used to drive out to Page Avenue in Tottenville, park on Hylan Blvd. and walk into the woods to see a ghost of a boy (in old fashioned clothes) standing against a tree. I only went once and got the chills when I saw the apparition. I don't know the history behind it but the ghost is standing against a tree with his hands in his pockets with a devious little smirk on his face. CREEPY!!!



Conference House When I was a teenager we used to hang out at the conference house alot.... The weird things don't happen at the House itself ...they happen in the woods and grounds around it. We would always hang out on the Cliffs it's on the left side of the conference house... It's old Indian Trails. There is also 2 hidden wells in the woods there where it is said that bodies were found at the bottom when they dried up. I had one experience there that freaked me out....One night about 1 A.M. 3 of us were walking down the cliffs to the grass that goes up to Hylan Blvd. We usually always checked before we came down because cops would sometimes be there ...So we saw that there were no cops and we came down to the lawn. Just as we did my friend pointed out asking what is that when we looked it looked like a Priest hovering about a foot off the ground, not looking at us at all he just started to move toward an old tree That is still there in the front of the house.Well we didn't stick around to check it out we ran like hell. We also have found Pentagrams , animal sacrifice's and other weird things in those woods surrounding the conference house....Check out the surrounding parts , not the actual House It's not haunted.  



Wolfes Pond Park In Wolfe's park on Staten island...2 of my friends and I were hanging out late night near the entrance of the park on Cornelia st. or pl., anyway, we saw headlights coming around the curved road, and were convinced that it was a patrol car, but the lights faded away as quickly as they appeared. no car was seen, just headlights,? two headlights, parallel to each other. I'm not a big ghost believer,         
but that was definitely not a reflection of anything or an illusion. all three of us saw the same thing, and discussed potential, logical, solutions. no reasonable conclusion was drawn. spooookkyyy!!! will try to get a pic one night..- Sofia
(* i have read about a legend about 2 teenagers driving off a cliff over there and both dying, though i have not been able to find direct evidence of this yet )

Wolfe's Pond Park - In Wolfes pond park in prince's bay Staten island, if you enter the park through a path next to the prince's bay train station and follow the paths down you will come across a small 20 ft. cliff. At the bottom is a large pond. If you stand on the banks of the pond on a spot that has an upside down car in the water. At that spot in the 1970's a car with two teenagers inside mistakenly drove off that 20 ft drop and overturned. Their bodies were not found for two weeks. You are known to experience cold sensations or visions of a phantom car rolling and overturning in the lake. 



Clay Pit Ponds park About 50-75 yards east of the ranger station. there's a swampy area, next to a dry basin separated by a dirt path lined by trees. I've had two separate encounters there with two separate people. both times after the leaves have fallen, you can hear something walking in the cadence that a human would walk in. It's walked within 5 yards of me, with no obscurin brush between myself and the sound of the footsteps. In broad daylight both times. Did not give a malevolent impression, but did not attempt to communicate with myself or my company. I would like to investigate this further.
There is also a circle of small trees, a perfect 10ft circle about 75 yards west of veterans highway. I got really weird impressions from there, it was almost as if i was drawn there. 


Resident account ok, well I have always experienced a lot of paranormal activity throughout my life but haven't ever experienced any in my mother's new residence. It is an older house, and I was helping to do some painting and drywalling yesterday so I spent the night. I noticed around 8-9 p.m. a weird key appeared on the center of the dining room table, a very old small key. I put the key in my pants pocket and relaxed for a while, when I had changed for bed, I left the key in my pocket. I was awakened around 3:30 a.m. by a very strange wheezing noise in the dining room ( i was spending the night in the living room, right next door. ) I got up to check out the noise and was perplexed to find the key laying once again in the middle of the dining room table, I checked my pants pockets to see if it was another key, but no the key was missing from the pockets. I decided to relax and check it out in the morning, as I laid down next to my fiancee I saw what I can only make to be a mans face on the side of her body. I blinked and the face vanished. This morning I woke up and got the key from the dining room and went up to the attic because my mother told me there was an old trunk up there. I used the key on the trunks lock and presto it opened. The trunk was filled with old pictures and from the writing on the pictures I realized they were of my mothers landlord and his brother. I did some research on the brother because my mother had told me he was dead. I learned to find out that he was actually murdered. He was attacked at the beach at the end of our dead end block, by skinheads, who claimed he was homosexual. After they beat him they dragged him down the block to his doorstep (my mothers house) and left him for dead, according to the articles he didn't die quickly either, but there was no one to call police, at the time of the article this was the only house on the block, aside from a knights of columbus building. I brought the trunk next door to where the landlord runs a stained glass shop. He was actually walking towards our house, and was so freaked out because he said he was just coming to ask if I could bring him down the trunk. I handed him the key and he started to panic. He asked where I had gotten that key and began to hyperventilate. He explained that he had a key, which he pulled out of his pocket, continued to explain that the other was buried with his brother, because the trunk was sentimental to them both.


* i found this next story on a website, i have looked and looked and looked all over for some kind of evidence about it and can not find anything else about it. The story itself is creepy and that's why I am posting it.

THE HAUNTED HOUSE ON LOUIS STREET this is a true story! anyone ever hear of the haunted house on louis street?was supposedly featured on eyewitness news back in the early 70's!was claimed to be the most haunted house in america!the story goes something like this...(i am making up dates and names because i dont know the actual date or the hotel and room #)a newlywed couple bought the house and lived in it for some time.then one day the husband goes into manhattan and checks himself into the waldorf?hotel,room123?on nov.1st?and hangs himself.the house remained vacant for a while then another couple bought it,moved in ,and on the exact same date,the husband went into manhattan ,checked himself into the same hotel ,same room and hung himself!again the house remained vacant for a while.then the house was bought by a couple with a daughter.on the exact same date as the previous suicides the husband hung himself in the house and was discovered by the daughter.her name was julie and she became well known to residents in the silver lake,tompkinsville area.we all knew her as ...julie boolie!!!she was a very strange girl and it was said she lost her mind when she saw her father hanging.well when i was about 7or8 years old we had a snow day from school.i went to our lady of good council right around the block from julie's house.being off from school that day i decided to go sleigh riding and went to hero park.being so young silver lake was too much for me i guess.well while i was sleighing a girl(julie boolie)befriended me and we spent a good part of the morning sleigh riding together.there used to be an underground room in the woods off of hero park with a trapdoor in it.i think that hippies used to use it as a place to get high or whatever.we kids used to think it was cool to have a secret room in the woods.well,julie kept asking me to go to the room with her to explore but i wanted to keep sleighriding.after a few hours another boy our age showed up and the three of us had fun for a while sledding.well after several hours i was getting cold and hungry so i said i was going to go home and julie asked the other boy if he wanted to go into the woods with him.he said yes.i never knew this but after i left they went into the woods to the underground room and supposedly julie tied this boy to a tree and carved him up with a broken bottle!!!they say she was insane (we all were told she was possesed by the evil that was in her house)and was sent to an insane asylum!fast forward about 10 years and julie was a fixture in the area again.she used to carry a radio and would listen to the bay city rollers all the time.she would wear jeans with the legs near the bottom with plaid on them like the bay city rollers!everyone allways said she was nuts.the last time i ever saw julie boolie was when john lennon was shot ,she was on the news in front of the dakota with all the fans and her little radio playing john lennon music!...does anyone know this story or has this house ever been known? Anyone who grew up in the area of victory blvd and good counsel knew about the house and julie but i cant find any other info on it! can anyone who knows more please tell me.it's been nagging me for years.i was allmost julie boolies victim!!!THE HAUNTED HOUSE ON LOUIS STREET!!!!!!



           There are so many stories and legends all over Staten Island. Known places like the ones listed and unknown personal experiences that we have not heard. I believe a lot of the reason for this is because of the Revolutionary War, its believed that that left behind a lot of lost souls. I want to go on and on about all the things i have fond but instead i am going to do them individually so i can do as much research as I can.  

10 comments:

  1. Have to say that the Conference House is DEFINITELY haunted. The ghost of a woman who was murdered there about 200 years ago still walks around the place.

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  2. really can u give me some info on it? id like to hear about it

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  3. Got this from another website:


    Colonel Billop himself was a very forceful and unforgiving man, given to frequent fits of rage. During the war Colonel Billop was frequently kidnapped and held for ransom by the colonists. Colonel Billop became convinced someone in his house was informing the revolution of when he was in the house. Legend has it that one evening Colonel Billop saw a servent girl place a lamp in an upper floor window. Colonel Billop took this to be a signal to the revolution that he was home and proceed to accuse the girl of being a spy. He chased her through the upper floor to the downward stairs. It is not clear whether the Colonel pushed the girl down the stairs trying to kill her or she fell to her death trying to get away from Billop.

    It is said her ghost and the ghost of British Redcoats who died in the house during the war still haunt the building today. Although the building is said to be very active the Conference House Association that manages the site refuses to allow paranormal investigations of the facility.

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  4. don't know the story of Julie...but I do know when I was a freshmen at Notre Dame Academy...several friends and I found that hidden room in the woods..we would go there to smoke cigarettes..and some older teenagers did use that room to get high..

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  5. i remember a time a few years ago when my cousin, a friend and i went to clove lakes park. forest ave side. and in the middle of the park is a concrete and block bridge at the base of the giant pond. it was around 9pmish, so it was dark. we were just talking and smoking cigarettes when out of nowhere we all heard this loud, highpitched scream. we all turn out head toward one end of the bridge and we see a woman dressed in all white. her dress look like it was made in the early 1900s if not late 1800s.. she inches towards us and twice she disappeared and reappeared each time getting at least 2 feet closer. then that last time she reappeared a man appeared with her dress in a black suit and hat from same timeframe, he grabs her from behind and cuts her throat. as he finishes cutting they both disappear completely. the 3 of us must of stood there for a good 10 solid seconds before we looked back at eachother, screamed and ran.. ive looked all over the internet to try to find a back story on this woman and man but have gotten nowhere

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    1. this story is very interesting, i wish i could find out more about this! did anything else happen b4 or after that??

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  6. I knew Julie as "woody" and remember her exactly as you describe her. Hairy armpits and all.

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  7. Glad you think wolf's Pond park and surrounding GS as haunted..I lived in the area for years and othing could be further from the truth.....oh and entrance to the park is no where near the train station.....

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  8. Glad you think wolf's Pond park and surrounding GS as haunted..I lived in the area for years and othing could be further from the truth.....oh and entrance to the park is no where near the train station.....

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    1. like i said, i didnt write the stories.

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