Haunted Prince Edward Island

Im from summerside i lived in a house in blue bell.things used to move on there own at our house.i used to make fun of my sisters for making stories up,even my mother i thought they were trying to scare me.it all started when my mom was walking home from the mall,she seen a woman looking out of our window,she had the police check it out,there was no one there.my father seen someone walk by the doorway whereing red.he asked mom if either of my sisters were awake,but they were out for the night.when we leave the house all the lights get turned off.i was home alone and on my way out shut all the lights off,on my way by the window flick came right back on.no i didnt go back in….oh and one time i ran upstairs to use the washroom as i turned to go up the second set of stairs a glow of light went from my room in to the bathroom.i held it…see my grandmother passed away and was burried in a red dress,my grandfather was living with us .when he passed on things felt differnt,we sold the house and moved on…weird ehh?

Hi!
My uncle has told me numerous ghost stories about the island. The first one that pops into my head is the story of the Strathgartney Inn. It’s a haunted inn, in Bonshaw. My friends and I are doing a documentary for our Media class, and we were going to do it on the story of that inn and document a nights stay there. But sadly, it hasn’t opened up to tourists for the summer yet. So we decided to do Todd’s Hollow, which is also located in Bonshaw. I know those two stories, and a few others. I had them all typed out but it didn’t post my reply haha. So instead of typing them all out again, I figured I’d ask you if you’d heard them before. If you haven’t, I’d be happy to share them with you. Just let me know!

I know of a house that was/is a source of very strange activity. The house is located at Woodleigh Replicas, Burlington PE. Over the years the house has become virtually unlivable. A number of years ago, three gentleman made an attempt to stay in the home overnight and record some activity, however they did not make it through the night as they exited before midnight from sheer fear of the unknown. The home itself belonged originally to the Millman family. You may recall William Millman aged 20, was the last public execution by hanging on PEI back in April 1888. William was tried and hanged for the murder of Mary Pickering Tuplin a neighbor girl suspected of carrying Williams child at the young age of 17, quite a shameful state in those days and something they say William did not want publisized thus being the reasoning for his behavior. This case is often referred to as the Margate Murder because he was accused of shooting and dumping Mary’s body in the southwest river that flows from Margate near Kensington PEI many stories have been told about this. Some years later the farm was purchased by Col.Ernest Johnstone, he and his family raised three generations in the home and built the infamous Woodleigh Replicas around the house. As the years passed, with each generation, the home became more and more suspiciously “alive”.. The Johnstone’s were the last family to reside in the home as a residence. There were many strange occurances that have been recorded and stories told by family members as a result of their experiences over the years, however because of the reputation of Woodleigh Replicas as a reputable tourist attraction, most of the stories were passed off or put under the rug so to speak. I can recall having heard many stories about the house and the property. It is said that at one point even the sound of a man crying out for his beloved Mary have been heard in the hallway of the second floor, footsteps and slamming doors, and the faint sobbing from who some say perhaps is someone with a guilty conscience. I myself spent many nights and many days roaming the property, and having been over the years a somewhat clarvoyance of sorts to the activity that has taken place on the grounds. I experienced first hand much the activity. There is one room in the home that in my childhood, seemed to be of particular interest and I would often sneak to the upstairs front corner bedroom and carry on lenghtly conversations with a lady whom to me was very real as if I were drawn to this room. I have asked many questions in my adulthood of residents of the home and have had many eery responses. One even noted as a teenager that in mid August, although they remember the weather being quite hot and humid, a glass of water had frozen stiff on their bed side table over night. In the morning, frost was noticed on a window as well, enough that one could use their fingernail to scrap messages into its thickness. There is also a spot on a wall in the once “family living room” on the side of the fireplace that was always dark gray and even black in color that fades and reappears from one time to the next. The spot showed through wallpaper and even replastering on several occasions and when I last checked was still visible. It is rumored that this very spot had the plaster removed and even carpenters had inspected the bricks in the chimney to try to determine if there was a leak of smoke producing the spot, however after several attempts to fix the issue, the spot kept returning.. In the clay basement, which only in the past decade recieved a foundation, for many years it was clay and island stone only. One of the children of the house while digging found what seemed to be a grave for animals, having surfaces several small bones in many different sizes/shapes. It would seem that more than just one or a half dozen small creatures had been buried in the foundation at some point. Many years ago, Woodleigh having been sold by the Johnstone’s and under new management, the home was used for office space and staff quarters. It was recorded by one of the office staff who utilized an upstairs bedroom as office space, that through the day into the evening, many strange occurances, noises and footsteps were heard. When investigated, nothing was ever found to be a reliable source of the sounds. Quite often they said items were moved around and or missing only to be found in the strangest places at a later time. As in many years before, paintings or pictures would often be found lying on the floor, the glass broken out of them, infact there was one story, where the front door bell rang and a young girl ran from the back kitchen up the front hallway towards the front porch to see who it was, and another adult witnessed pictures shooting off the walls and falling to the floor behind her.. This child it was also said of the lady’s of the home, was always content in her infancy stages as though something or someone was there to comfort her. Each of the lady’s often thought the other was responsible until oneday they had a conversation about it and realized none of them had done the comforting of the child. The child grew to refer to her “friend” in later years as Mary..whom she even described with great detail, in very similar fashion as the actual 17 year old silenced by gunsot girlfriend of the previous home owner William Millman. Often in the night the baby was heard cooing as though being entertained and watched over lovingly by someone. Make note that the once staircase (often where the high activity of footsteps was heard) has been completely removed from the house and the access to the upstairs now limited to only the kitchen entrance. There is also a road behind the property that leads to the Irishtown road, this road now a Heritage road on PEI, is called the Millman road and leads you to a church where the gravestones of the Millman family can be found. It is said that on certain nights, the faint sounds of chains can be heard rattling in the branches, some have even thought they heard the sounds of the gallows echoing a hanging…this house is most certainly haunted if you ask the right people!

This is for the lady who posted the story about the house in Woodleigh.
Where and how can I find this house.
I am trying to conduct some research of my own. (Not writting a book however) Am looking at trying to record voices/sounds of any activity.

Do you know how I can find this house?

Hey, good luck with your project, have you tried any of these sites on prince edward island???

-Haunted Ampitheater in Robinsons Island,Brackley beach, Robinsons Island PEI

-Appin Road (off trans canada highway) near bonshaw

-Inn on the hill, hotel in charlottetown, former site for public hangings/ gallows

-Dead man’s pond, Victoria park. another lynching site from 1800s. Good Luck!

Hi, I know that this is a place to post stories, but I’m just interested in knowing if you’ve heard any stories about a house on the Bangor Road, Morell? I’ve heard stories but I’m not sure how creditable the sources were.

my dad is going to be 88 i heard many ghost stories he knows the farm houses and what happned they will be lost hunterriver/fredricktown my great aunt ada read tea leafs and saw the deviland boarded the room and predicted her sons death which happened that night.his father and were traveling home and an ghost traveled with them as fast as the horse galloped it made the paper in pei……his dad died shortly after. i dicovered you by accident. i will assist you if i can my dad is one of the last and is still availible and active

My fiance and I drove back from PEI on January 2nd, 2010. This is the newest addition to all of your well explained stories. My Fiance and I drove along Highway Route 1, and I was taking pictures because it was storming out and the trees were filled with snow and the streets were covered in slush as many recall last Saturday the roads were not driving condition, yet the day we wanted to come home. They usually close the bridge , but we left early enough before the real storm hit at around 12:45 pm. So to continue this adventure, I had flashed the camera to my left while my fiance was driving and the fields were as white as doves and the trees were the only things visible. Later that evening when we arrived safe, My fiance was looking through the pictures as she had uploaded them into the computer . She noticed five unusual silouettes of people on the side of the road on her side on the curb. These unusual characters were not noticeable when I snapped the photo while driving. I zoomed into the photo discovering women in dresses and a smaller figure perhaps a young boy or girl. The heads are faded the legs were somewhat cut off. I believe it could have been a tragic accident years ago. I then discovered they were wearing older style attire and one appears to be wearing a hat. I cannot seem to zoom in right to the images faces, they seemed a bit blurred due to white fields in behind. I viewed one for three hours trying to make sense of the image and all I can seem to visualize is a skull on one of the ladies. We have tried different affects and color. We have these written up as copyright.I have this picture if anyone would like to give me information on it, as we were driving past Desable I believe. I was sent this link so I had to comment. I am puzzled yet frightened as I never believed in the paranormal or any spiritual activities in my life until I saw with my own eye. This is definitely a one of a kind photograph. From what I hear of the Island I see that this photo has more to show and perhaps a story. Thanks for reading. I am now a true believer and I want to find the unexplained !!

Hello, i lived in a house in Summerside (east drive) near hal’s Farmer’s Market, and when living there hauntings happened almost nightly to the point where we were inviting people over to hear it. The stories are many varying from toys with dead batteries going off on their own, my nephew’s play tent being shaken from the inside when noone was in it, the hand prints visible from the outside. Doors opening and closing, foot steps, and voices. One day during a snowstorm the entire house was lit up with a bright lime green light from the outside. Crows and pidgeons would die in awful ways (ie. hang themselves, fly through glass windows). My sister has always had weird things like pinches, pokes, and noises follow her. Her children have seen things, talked to people we can’t see, played with kids they say live in their closets. Many other stories to but it is late and I am tired of typing.