Jessie May

Brooksville, Florida - The room upstairs looks like any child's. Toys are carefully arranged, ready for tiny hands. Downstairs a doctor's office waits for patients, a room is filled with wartime memorabilia, and a schoolroom waits for students. But the people who roam the halls are not the people for whom the rooms are intended. They've been dead for more than 150 years. But if that's so, then who moves the toys? Whose cries are heard from the doctor's office? Why is there such a feeling of unease? Because, dead or not, many of them never actually left.
Submitted by Sifu Scott on Fri, 07/31/2009 - 9:26am.