The crossroads where the paranormal and history meet.
Today I did something hard – I processed my mother’s death yet again. This wasn’t the first time, or the second time, or even the third time. This was yet another in the long process that we call grieving. While the process itself was a bit somber, this will remove a blocker that has been |Read More
Mainstream search engines are hiding the answers you’re looking for. Welcome to the latest Haunted Lineage offering, Haunted Lineage Search: The Forbidden Archive—a dedicated web index purpose-built to aggregate the unmapped knowledge of the paranormal. We’ve stripped away the generic web noise to give researchers and investigators a precision tool to unearth what is hidden. |Read More
Growing up in a small town, life felt centered around family. When I was about six years old, my family moved into a double-wide on the family property immediately next door to the north of my paternal grandparents home. My grandfather had passed a couple of years prior, so this would serve two purposes – |Read More
Every story has a beginning. But for some families, that beginning is a blank page—ripped out, mislabeled, misplaced, or never written down in the first place. I’ve spent years exploring the haunted side of history on Haunted Lineage: the legends, the shadows, and the unexplained. But soon, I’m stepping into something entirely new. I’m participating |Read More
While living in Quincy, IL we continued our late night drives. Sometimes we wandered into other towns, but often we stayed close to home and slipped through the wooded areas of Quincy’s parks. The darkness kept most people away, which gave us time to talk and unwind from the day. At the time we still |Read More
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…
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.
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.