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aikomaru: sassydeadpool: sn0wywhite: imjustonekid: Isla de...

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 06:07:32 -0400

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imjustonekid:

Isla de Las Muñecas / Island of the Dolls near Xochimilico in Mexico.

Known as “Isla de Las Muñecas”, by the Spanish, The Island of the Dolls is perhaps the creepiest tourist attraction in Mexico. Located within an extensive network of canals, south of Mexico City, the island is a place of mystery and superstition. Almost every tree growing on the island is decorated with old, mutilated dolls that give anyone the feeling that they’re constantly being watched.

The legend that explains who and why the dolls were placed on the island goes like this:

On a small island on Teshuilo Lake, between Xochimilco and Mexico City, three young girls were playing in the area when one drowned. Of course the area become known as a haunted spot and few trespassed on the land.

A loner by the name of Julian Santana chose the place to live and honored the spirit child, said to haunt the area, with dolls. Often, Santana would find old discarded dolls to bring to the island as an offering. The dolls, tied to trees, in addition to a special alter he constructed for the child, became known by locals.

What was also learned was that Santana had a wonderful garden of fresh produce. Locals began bringing old dolls in trade for fresh vegetables. The trade increased the collection so much that the island now has an amazing collection of thousands of dolls in various stages of disintegration. Ironically, in 2001 Don Julian Santana was found dead by his nephew, in the same canal that he said the little girl drowned in.

While creepy and even morbid may be the initial reaction, there is an amazing and uplifting sense that comes from this type of legend. The island became an alter that is still being visited and decorated today. Santana’s respect for the spirit child became a way for locals to honor her as well.Some tourists who visited this place claim the dolls whisper and you must offer them a gift upon setting foot on the island, to appease their spirits.

(via fuckyeahghosttowns)

creepyabandonedplaces: Byberry State Hospital otherwise known...

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 04:11:32 -0400

creepyabandonedplaces:

Byberry State Hospital otherwise known as Philadelphia State Hospital was a mental institution in Northeast Philadelphia. It’s patients ranged from those suffering mental illnesses to the criminally insane. It was built in 1910 until about the mid 1920’s. The hospital operated under the theory of Benjamin Rush that mental illness was a sickness that could be cured with proper treatment, but the patients should be kept away from society until they were cured. Reports of patient abuse became national attention in 1945-6 by Charlie Lord’s photos showing the raw sewage that lined the hallways, the overcrowding of patients to the extend to where they slept in the hallways, the patients were mistreated and exploited, and many patients were forced to be naked. One patient even claims that his teeth were pulled out without being given any pain medication or Novacaine. The hospital didn’t downsize until the 1960’s. In the mid 1980’s the hospital was under ridicule for keeping violent criminals in the Forensic Ward. 1985 the hospital failed state inspection, one of the many reasons being that the staff tried to mislead and misinform the inspection team. After failing yet another state inspection, Byberry State Hospital was closed. The conditions were considered “atrocious and irreversible”. It was supposed to close in 1988, however the transferal of patients delayed this by two years. Two patients were even found dead in the Delaware River! In the 2000s many looters and party goers vandalized the institution, and many legends were created. Many people claimed the buildings were haunted by the old patients of Byberry State. The city of Philadelphia decided to officially demolish the buildings in 2006. Some of the existing buildings are used for private drug rehab.

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unconsolable-daughter: The Taman Shud Case, also known as the...

Sun, 30 Sep 2012 20:53:11 -0400

unconsolable-daughter:

The Taman Shud Case, also known as the Mystery of the Somerton Man, is an unsolved case revolving around an unidentified man found dead at 6:30 a.m., 1 December 1948, on Somerton beach in Adelaide, Australia.

Considered “one of Australia’s most profound mysteries”,the case has been the subject of intense speculation over the years regarding the identity of the victim, the events leading up to his death and the cause of death. Public interest in the case remains significant due to a number of factors: the death occurring at a time of heightened tensions during the Cold War, the use of an undetectable poison, lack of identification, the possibility of unrequited love and the involvement of a secret code in a very rare book.

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coldbloodedkiller: Last Words Ted Bundy - “I’d like you to give...

Sun, 30 Sep 2012 18:48:53 -0400

coldbloodedkiller:

Last Words

Ted Bundy - “I’d like you to give my love to my family and friends.”

Serial Killer Ted Bundy confessed to killing 30 women between 1974 and 1979 in Washington, Colorado, Florida and Utah. His total number of victims is unknown and is estimated to run over 100.

Aileen Wuornos - “I’d just like to say I’m sailing with the rock, and I’ll be back like Independence Day, with Jesus June 6. Like the movie, big mother ship and all, I’ll be back.”

In 1989 and 1990, Wuornos robbed, shot and killed at least 6 men.

John Wayne Gacy - “Kiss my ass.”

John Wayne Gacy was convicted of the rape and murder of 33 men between 1972 and 1978. He was known as the Killer Clown.

James French - “Hey fellas! How about this for a headline for tomorrow’s paper? ‘French fries’!”

French murdered his cellmate in order to be executed instead of serving a life sentence.

Carl Panzram - “Hurry up, you Hoosier bastard, I could kill ten men while you’re fooling around!”

Panzram confessed to killing 22 people and having sodomized over 1,000 males.

Jeffrey Dahmer - “I don’t care if I live or die. Go ahead and kill me.”

Dahmer murdered 17 males between 1978 and 1991. His murders included rape, dismemberment, necrophilia and cannibalism.

Peter Kurten - “Tell me, after my head has been chopped off, will I still be able to hear, at least for a moment, the sound of my own blood gushing from the stump of my neck? That would be a pleasure to end all pleasures.”

Kurten was convicted of killing 9 people but his estimated number of victims could be over 60.

NPR: In 1967, Vladimir Kamarov and Yuri Gagarin, the first...

Sun, 30 Sep 2012 16:41:41 -0400

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In 1967, Vladimir Kamarov and Yuri Gagarin, the first human to reach outer space, were assigned to the same Earth-orbiting mission, and both knew the space capsule was not safe to fly. Komarov told friends he knew he would probably die. But he wouldn’t back out because he didn’t want Gagarin to die. Gagarin would have been his replacement.

The story begins around 1967, when Leonid Brezhnev, leader of the Soviet Union, decided to stage a spectacular midspace rendezvous between two Soviet spaceships.

The plan was to launch a capsule, the Soyuz 1, with Komarov inside. The next day, a second vehicle would take off, with two additional cosmonauts; the two vehicles would meet, dock, Komarov would crawl from one vehicle to the other, exchanging places with a colleague, and come home in the second ship. It would be, Brezhnev hoped, a Soviet triumph on the 50th anniversary of the Communist revolution. Brezhnev made it very clear he wanted this to happen.

The problem was Gagarin. Already a Soviet hero, the first man ever in space, he and some senior technicians had inspected the Soyuz 1 and had found 203 structural problems — serious problems that would make this machine dangerous to navigate in space. The mission, Gagarin suggested, should be postponed.

The question was: Who would tell Brezhnev? Gagarin wrote a 10-page memo and gave it to his best friend in the KGB, Venyamin Russayev, but nobody dared send it up the chain of command. Everyone who saw that memo, including Russayev, was demoted, fired or sent to diplomatic Siberia. With less than a month to go before the launch, Komarov realized postponement was not an option. He met with Russayev, the now-demoted KGB agent, and said, “I’m not going to make it back from this flight.”

Russayev asked, Why not refuse? According to the authors, Komarov answered: “If I don’t make this flight, they’ll send the backup pilot instead.” That was Yuri Gagarin. Vladimir Komarov couldn’t do that to his friend. “That’s Yura,” the book quotes him saying, “and he’ll die instead of me. We’ve got to take care of him.” Komarov then burst into tears.

On launch day, April 23, 1967, a Russian journalist, Yaroslav Golovanov, reported that Gagarin showed up at the launch site and demanded to be put into a spacesuit, though no one was expecting him to fly. Golovanov called this behavior “a sudden caprice,” though afterward some observers thought Gagarin was trying to muscle onto the flight to save his friend. The Soyuz left Earth with Komarov on board.

Once the Soyuz began to orbit the Earth, the failures began. Antennas didn’t open properly. Power was compromised. Navigation proved difficult. The next day’s launch had to be canceled. And worse, Komarov’s chances for a safe return to Earth were dwindling fast.

All the while, U.S. intelligence was listening in. The National Security Agency had a facility at an Air Force base near Istanbul. Previous reports said that U.S. listeners knew something was wrong but couldn’t make out the words. In this account, an NSA analyst, identified in the book as Perry Fellwock, described overhearing Komarov tell ground control officials he knew he was about to die. Fellwock described how Soviet premier Alexei Kosygin called on a video phone to tell him he was a hero. Komarov’s wife was also on the call to talk about what to say to their children. Kosygin was crying.

When the capsule began its descent and the parachutes failed to open, the book describes how American intelligence “picked up [Komarov’s] cries of rage as he plunged to his death.”

thedeadhatter: Civilian Gas Masks During World War 2 in...

Sun, 30 Sep 2012 14:33:37 -0400

thedeadhatter:

Civilian Gas Masks During World War 2 in Britain

Everyone in Britain was given a gas mask in a cardboard box, to protect them from gas bombs, which could be dropped during air raids. By September 1939 some 38 million gas masks had been given out, house to house, to families. Thankfully, they were never to be needed.

Gas had been used a great deal in the First World War and many soldiers had died or been injured in gas attacks. During World War II , there was a fear that it would be used against ordinary people at home in Britain. Citizens were advised to have their gas masks with them at all times. Air raid siren tests were frequent and citizens were required to practice wearing their gas masks.

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fyeahcreepyshit: A group of young girls were having a slumber...

Sun, 30 Sep 2012 08:20:08 -0400

fyeahcreepyshit:

A group of young girls were having a slumber party one night and began to exchange ghost stories. One girl claimed that she heard that an “old man with long fingernails” who had died many years ago had been buried in the graveyard down the street. She claimed that if you tried, you could hear him still scratching at the lid of his coffin with his long dirty nails. The other girls called her bluff and told her that she wouldn’t do it. They said she was too afraid to go down there to the grave that very night. They continued to challenge her and eventually she gave into the peer pressure and accepted the dare. Since she was going to go alone, she needed to prove to the others that she actually followed through with the task. She was supposed to take a stake with her and drive it into the ground so the next day the girls would know that she had been to the grave.

She headed off to the gravesite, stake in hand, and never returned. The other girls assumed she had “chickened out” and had just gone home ashamed.

The next morning the girls went to the graveyard to see if the stake had been planted on the old mans grave. They found the girl laid out on her back dead. Eyes wide open, the stake planted firmly in the ground through the girls open mouth, and long ugly fingernail scratches all over her body.

fyeahcreepyshit: In winter of 1944, with overtaxed supply lines...

Sun, 30 Sep 2012 06:04:45 -0400

fyeahcreepyshit:

In winter of 1944, with overtaxed supply lines in the Ardennes, a German medic had completely run out of plasma, bandages and antiseptic. During one particularly bad round of mortar fire, his encampment suddenly became a bloodbath. The survivors claimed to hear, above the screams and barked commands of their Lieutenant, someone cackling with almost girlish glee.

The medic made his rounds during the fire, in almost complete darkness as he had so many times before, but never this short on supplies.

The bombardment moved to other ends of the line, most men dropped off to sleep in the still dark hours of the morning - New Year’s Day, 1945.

The men awoke at first light with screams. They discovered that their bandages were not typical bandages at all, but hunks and strips of human flesh. Several men had been given fresh blood transfusions, with no blood supplies available. Each treated man was almost completely covered, head-to-toe, with the maroon stain of blood.

The medic was found, sitting on an ammunition tin, staring off into space. When one man approached him, tapped him on the shoulder, his tunic fell off to reveal all skin, muscle, and sinew had been stripped from his torso and his body almost completely dried of blood. In one hand was a scalpel, and in the other, a blood transfusion vial.

None of the men treated for wounds that night, in that camp, saw the end of January, 1945.

fyeahcreepyshit: Raggedy Ann In 1917 Smallpox was running...

Sun, 30 Sep 2012 04:01:21 -0400

fyeahcreepyshit:

Raggedy Ann

In 1917 Smallpox was running rampant and mass inoculation was common. It is customary, at this time, to inoculate all children in schools against the dreaded disease. Obtaining consent from the parents before inoculating the child is not customary. Children are routinely inoculated, at school, several times for the same disease without parents giving consent or being advised of the inoculations.

Marcella Gruelle is the young daughter of Johnny Gruelle; a successful writer and illustrator employed by a magazine entitled Physical Culture. Marcella has been inoculated at school. She loses her appetite, becomes feverish and fatigued. Her parents do not consent to more inoculations, yet more are given. Marcella’s health continues to decline. She loses her muscle control, becoming listless and lifeless like a rag doll.

Marcella dies a slow and painful death. Seven leading physicians are called upon to opine about the cause of her death. Six consented it is the result of vaccine induced poisoning and call it malpractice. The seventh, being the head of the school board and an supporter of vaccination, declines to comment.

Soon after his daughter’s death, Johnny is asked to create an illustration to accompany an article, “Vaccines Killed My Two Sisters.” The cartoon is a clever and effective work, reflective of Johnny’s style which is familiar to the readers of the magazine. However, they are not prepared for the note which Mr. Gruelle encloses with his single drawing. It reads: “Having recently lost our only daughter through Vaccination (in public school, without our consent) you may realize how terribly HUMOROUS the subject of vaccination appears to Mrs. Gruelle and myself. Of the seven physicians called in on the case, six pronounced it in emphatic terms MALPRACTICE. The seventh did not commit himself, being the head of the school board and a firm advocate of vaccination.”

Shortly after Marcella’s death, Johnny creates a doll much different than the more popular, rigid, clay dolls of the time. Rather than create a doll that stands up straight with a healthy and happy glow, in a fitting tribute to his only daughter, he designs a doll to represent her limp and dying body.

In 1920, midwest department store giant, Marshal Field, markets Raggedy Ann. Though most people have no knowledge of the tragic inspiration behind this beloved child’s toy, Raggedy Ann symbolizes a near century of childhood vaccine injuries and deaths.

fyeahcreepyshit: In rural Wisconsin, there is an old abandoned...

Sun, 30 Sep 2012 02:05:42 -0400

fyeahcreepyshit:

In rural Wisconsin, there is an old abandoned park. Built in the 1920s, it served as the town’s gathering place for everyone.

That is, until a newly developed Train and Tunnel for Tots ride was installed in 1932. It was an innocent looking childish train, with one main (mechanized) head car, with three small trolleys pulled behind it. It went around some loops before going into a small tunnel.

But this is where the story gets weird. There were numerous cases of child deaths that year, all of them happening after the child rode on that train system. Some kids went missing in that short tunnel (about ten feet), and others went comatose after leaving. One, upon exiting, was found to be dead. Her dress was covered in what looked like small bloody handprints. Some killed themselves by scratching at their throats until they bled out, and one of them even killed another child before hanging herself with razor wire at the family’s farm.

The park was closed, and the town’s popularity as a tourist town plummeted.

Recently, a team of scientists were sent out to the park. They taped a video camera to the train, and put a new intern in with it, before sending it on its way onto the tracks.

When the train left the tunnel, it was empty, except for the camera.

The last ten seconds were nothing but static, save for the sound of children laughing.

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raven-in-noire: SlenderMan by ~TheTuneOfTurbo

Sat, 29 Sep 2012 17:13:13 -0400

raven-in-noire:

SlenderMan by ~TheTuneOfTurbo

fyeahcreepyshit: Teke Teke is the ghost of a Japanese...

Sat, 29 Sep 2012 17:11:07 -0400

fyeahcreepyshit:

Teke Teke is the ghost of a Japanese schoolgirl who roams the train stations of Japan. In life, this girl was a scardey cat and people are always playing practical jokes on her. One day at the train station after school, her friends decided to put a cicada, a bug that appears in the summer in Japan, on her shoulder. Sadly, this turned out to be a fatal prank. She was so scared she fell off of the platform and was hit by a shinkansen (The fastest train in Japan) and her body was split in two.

Now she is haunting the train stations of Japan, dragging herself with her elbows and sometimes her hands. She is known to kill people with her scythe and split people in half with the harsh speed of the Shinkansen to make her victims feel her pain. Her name is “Teke Teke” or “Bata Bata” because of the noise she makes when she is dragging herself around.

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