Who Is the White Lady of Union Cemetery? (And Can We Finally Give Her a Real Name?) 👩🏻🦳
Let’s be honest: being a ghost is hard enough without people calling you “The White Lady” like you’re some haunted mannequin from a discount bridal outlet. For more than a century, Connecticut locals have whispered about a pale figure gliding through the mist of Union Cemetery in Easton. She floats. She flickers. She might smell […]
The Crinkle in the Night
It always starts the same way. With a whispering rustle… the ancient language of foil. The time is 2:36 a.m. The house sleeps. Except me. Drawn by a hunger that’s less craving and more curse, I drift barefoot through shadowed halls, led by the siren song of snacks. The pantry door creaks—not by hand, but by pact. […]