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True Tales of Haunted Hamptons for Halloween

Earlier this month, we asked readers to send in ghostly tales. Don't blame us if you're scared! Happy Halloween!

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Let me begin by saying I never believed in ghosts…. until this. We once rented a turn of the century house that had been in the family for generations in Quogue south. It began the night we moved in. I was unpacking my clothing to put in this beautiful antique armoire. When I pulled the door open thumbtacked to the inside of the door was the last will and testament of the great grandparents. A little odd but no big deal. One of the quirks of the house was at night there was a sound heard throughout the house that sounded like it was from a wind instrument. Sort of a whistling sound. The house had plenty of windows (always open, no air conditioning) so we just assumed it was the wind cross ventilating through the house. It was spooky but we weren't concerned. About three weeks into our stay out of nowhere a wooden flute appeared on top on the living room fireplace mantel. I am absolutely certain it was never there before. When blown into it made the exact noise we heard at night. Someone placed it there and it wasn't us or our children.

Some weeks later it was a rainy Saturday and with nothing to do my children came up with the idea of playing card games to pass the time. By now we had been enjoying the house for at least a month. I knew that we did not have a deck of cards and that there were not any in the house. I was about to go out to buy a pack of cards and low and behold on top of the fireplace mantle where we found the flute appeared a deck of cards. As God as my witness, they were never there before. The only two things on top of the mantelpiece when we moved in were busts of the great grandparents who wrote the last will and testament I found the first night.

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At my first house in East Hampton, 30 years ago, there was a ghost who only appeared outdoors. This was right on Accabonac Creek, Edwards Hole Road, when there were only four houses there.

The ghost was a trapper and not ingratiating; after about one year I lost my fear of him and he relaxed slightly so we could communicate. Never friendly guy. Very angry but approachable. Always appeared in trapper gear which makes sense for the location.

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I was shopping at Lloyds Antiques in Eastport. We went up the stairs to view the items on the second floor. I started to walk through the aisle and stopped after I only went a few feet. I told my husband that I felt someone there next to me, and I couldn't go any farther. I felt someone watching me, as if they were standing next to me. I left the store immediately and we went on our way. That week I read a newspaper article about haunted placed on Long Island, and saw that Lloyds was on there. On the second floor, a previous owner who had passed away was seen up there by other people. Let's just say I'm glad I left!!!

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I owned a house in Mt. Vernon Ind. and lived there many many years. The former owner, who was born and died there, was always making life interesting all the years I had the place. My dogs would always let me know when he was moving about at night. I was always a night person. Many times the bathroom door would open or the fridge door would open. I would think it was one of my three children getting a late night snack. When the door stayed open, I would tell whoever was in the kitchen to close the door…it stayed open. The dogs and I would get up and look. There was never anyone in the kitchen. Many times i would see him walk through the kitchen or the dining room. The dogs then would growl, their hackles would stand straight up.

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The night my grandfather died in Kansas his ghost came to visit me in Colorado at my home and to say goodbye for the last time when he died. He came to me in the very early hours of the morning at the foot of my bed. I saw him clearly and he just stood there and said he loved me and wanted to say farewell.

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I have a 100 year old house in Patchogue that has had quite a few occurrences. But all friendly: my attorney told me at the walkthrough when I purchased "the house is very glad you're here." I did not know she had a gift and had past experiences where she would not enter a house because of very negative energy. But she said my house was very happy about my moving in. The next day I had another sign with another friend—then another. Too many instances to explain them all here. We also found a virtual shrine of old memorabilia in the attic under the blown in insulation. When I did research on the property titles in Riverhead I learned that with one yearlong exception, my house has always been owned by women. (I'm a woman.) Originally it was owned by a woman and a long history of women after; there's even one who was married but insisted the house be titled in her name. I think that's why I was so welcomed when I purchased. I never believed before and I'm still skeptical about "ghosts" but there is something surrounding my home that is hard to dismiss.