Haunted Lineage is a website featuring paranormal stories, haunted database, paranormal library of definitions, and features the ability to search everything on the site.
The paranormal often involves the past, which since I love history and genealogy is right up my alley. Hence the name “Haunted Lineage”.
I hope you enjoy the resources here as much as I enjoy curating them.
One night, while settling into bed, we noticed the room darkening in an unnatural way. No trees or external light sources could explain it. The darkness collected in the northeast corner of the ceiling, and as we stared…
In this episode of Haunted Lineage, I share a personal story about a photograph from the Palmyra Massacre site with an eerie shadow that appears…
Around two years after high school my now husband and I moved to Quincy, Illinois. Being 2006, we had to search the newspapers, Craigslist, drive neighborhoods, and ask around to find rentals available for us to look at. Among the first units we looked at was an “efficiency” apartment. Being from a small town where most rentals were entire houses we were unfamiliar with the term and went to go look.
My Fourth Grade year my teacher gave us an assignment to find out something about history in the local area. Me knowing that my father was a bit of a history buff and the family having deep roots in the area, I decided to ask him. He answered my question with information about the next town over, Palmyra, Missouri.
When I was in high school, I had a pretty rough time because I was different from most other kids. This ranged from my mannerisms to my interests, which included among other things, music, history, and things that were unusual. Around this time, I discovered the paranormal as a result of dabbling briefly in Wicca and seeing a few things seemingly “work”. I started reading whatever I could get my hands on about the paranormal after discovering several resources online and continued my foray into this underappreciated area of study.
My fourth-grade year was extremely challenging for me emotionally and was the major start of the bullying that I endured throughout the rest of my time in school as a child. They often say that people under extreme amounts of mental duress will often experience Deja Vu. However, my level of Deja Vu surpassed the normal levels.
Growing up we lived in the country on a portion of a very large farm where my parents rented just the outbuildings and home from a lady who had grown up there as a child. Around the age of five, after my parents had rented that home for around ten years, we moved into town and divided up the family land so we could live next to my paternal grandmother as she aged.
My earliest encounter was when I was about four years old. I was staying with my paternal grandparents at their home in Monroe City, MO. The home had been in our family since 1886, which put the home turning 100 the year I was born. The family always had an old-fashioned streak in it that favored the first-born males prior to my generation and this story proves that many of our personality traits and values seem to make it to the other side with us.
My family has always been what I term “lightly psychic” or “sensitive” and it started to my knowledge with my father in the 1970s in Taylorville, IL. He went to visit his great grandfather’s gravesite and noticed that without looking at a map he knew where the courthouse, some main roads, and the cemetery was. He also, without looking at a cemetery plat map, got out of his car within 40 feet of a family headstone and easily found the other stone he was looking for.
