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Tombstone Ghost Story

Nationality: American
Age: 20
Occupation: Waitress
Residence: Glendale, AZ
Language: English

“So me and my friend right. We took this trip to Tombstone and we did one of those ghost tours in I think it was a funeral home I’m pretty sure. It used to be an old funeral home in Tombstone. And she busted out this um what do they call it? A spirit box where they are just really loud. She had me and my friend stand up facing away from the audience, and there were these purple lights on us too, so you could kind of see if there was any shadows or movement or whatever from the ghost. And um apparently like people had told me afterwards that they had seen the ghost moving my hair cuz it was down and really long at the time. Anyways, with the spirit box, it just saying a lot of random stuff and all of a sudden all you could hear was it really clearly say BITCH! And then my friend just falls to the ground and grabs me and everybody fell.”

Context: The informant was about 14/15 and went on a birthday trip with her friend to Tombstone on Labor Day weekend. Tombstone is a well-known western town in Arizona, known for their ghost tours and mock shootouts. The ghost tour was in the basement of one of the stores which had been somewhat preserved from the time it was a funeral home. The host used a spirit box on her laptop, grid lights, and a barrel of offering which she had audience members stand in front of to invite spirits to touch them. The friend who collapsed claimed that she didn’t know what happened, similar to a short blackout, and she avoided any supernatural experiences for a long time afterward. The host ended the ghost tour after this incident.

Analysis: Although this ghost experience was somewhat institutionalized, the suggestibility of the experience and the host lead the informant into having a true ghost experience. Ghost boxes are devices that skip through radio channels, and the ghosts are supposed to highlight words in response to questions people asked. Initially, the experience had been fun for the informant, being told her hair was being moved by the ghost. This validated and strengthened the belief in the phenomenon in the moment. However, the experience took a turn when the ghost insulted them and her friend collapsed, suggesting that the ghost had pulled her down. With the ghost tour occurring in a wild west funeral home with many violent deaths, the host herself acknowledged the danger by concluding the tour after this hostile incident. Ghosts have been suggested to be especially tied to property and being hostile towards unwanted visitors, which could be a factor for the incident. 

The Office Building Ghost

Age: 65

Story: This is a crazy story that happened to me in December that I still think about everytime I go to work. I think it was like December 10th or 11th or something like that and I was working in the homebase office of my job, which I never go to, and it seems like for good reason. 

Well this day, I got to work and my manager was acting a little odd. She seemed a little antsy, a little jerky, but I brushed it off as an off day. A few hours go by and she just is not letting up. She’s squirming in her chair, sighing, huffing and puffing… and so finally I go “Hey, is everything okay?” And my manager assures me everything is fine and that she just needs to take a breath outside. So, she gets up, and as she’s walking out the door, a box of tissues on her desk goes FLYING off. 

Now, I do not believe in ghosts, I never have, I don’t think I ever will, but I swear on my life that this box of tissues, on its own, went flying off my boss’ desk and onto the floor. 

So, my boss turns around and shrieks “DID YOU SEE THAT?” and of course I did but I said “Oh the vent must be turned up too high.” But, I knew damn well that there was no vent… there must’ve been a spirit or something in that office, but I didn’t want to freak her out more than she was that day. 

My boss then steps outside finally, I pick up the tissue box, and as I do, a tissue is YANKED out of the box and onto the floor … and again, I swear I did not touch the tissue. It flew out of that box and I felt a force. That’s when I went running outside to grab my boss, and she did not want to come back into that room…so instead she went home, grabbed sage, and we burned sage in the room to rid it of the spirits there. 

To this day, that is the craziest thing that’s ever happened to me. I don’t know if I believe in ghosts, but I do believe that happened.

Analysis: This personal ghost story reveals how supernatural beliefs and folk narratives continue to shape how we interpret unexplainable events, even in professional settings. What makes this story so compelling is the dichotomy between skepticism and belief. My friend begins by emphasizing that they don’t believe in ghosts, but what they experienced at work that day has possible caused them to reconsider, at least for a little bit. This is a common feature in ghost lore: even skeptics can become believers when faced with something they can’t logically explain. It also highlights how ghost stories often originate from direct personal experience, evolving into contemporary folklore through retellings and shared memory.

The role of the sage burning at the end of the story also speaks to the blending of traditional folk practices with modern life. Burning sage is a ritual drawn from spiritual traditions, and in this case, it’s used as a way to cleanse a space of any hauntings, demons, or spirits, which is something we see across many cultures. The fact that this person and their boss felt compelled to perform a ritual to fight back at a spirit shows how folklore is still deeply tied into our behavior, even if we don’t know it.

‘La Llorona’

Age: 48


Date of performance: 4/5/25


Language: Spanish


Nationality: Latino/a


Occupation: Caregiver


Primary Language: Spanish


Residence: United States

Text:

“La Llorona” is the name of a sad ghost who roams along riverbanks looking for wandering children at night.

Context:

“She is said to have lost her children in a tragic accident along a riverbank to drowning. Mournful for her children, she took her own life and drowned herself. As a result of this, she wasn’t allowed to cross into the afterlife and remains on earth as a vengeful spirit looking to reunite with her children. She cries out loud, wandering around searching for her children, often mistaking living humans for her deceased children and taking them to riverbank to drown them to reunite in the afterlife.”

Growing up in a small village in El Salvador my informant often listened to this story from some of the older people in their community such as their grandparents, specifically Grandma. They’ve never first hand experienced hearing the wails of a lady in the night, but have continued to hear some of the older generations tell their own personal stories encountering such when they were younger.

My informant interprets the myth of “La Llorona” as a folk story told to children to deter them from wandering out in the village at night through the use of fear. It worked for them as these stories they were told growing up all felt like scary stories and not lessons so they were always scared to go against them and question their validity.


Analysis:

I agree with my informants interpretation of this myth. Commonly, most Hispanic folk stories are meant to teach the younger generation to be careful in the vast fields that surround our home. These pose dangerous environments with wild animals out in the wild in the midst, especially at night. I find that it makes sense for the elders to warn children in a more ‘grounded’ format that’d stick to a children’s mind through fear. Considering the location and environment my informant grew up in, the myth is further amplified by the common misinterpretation of the screams or wails of a big cat to that of a woman’s. A factor, that could’ve served as the foundation of the myth itself.

La Llorona

Nationality: American
Age: 19
Occupation: Student
Residence: United States
Language: English

Text:

“So one story that I’ve heard growing up a lot in my life is the legend of La Llorona. I first heard it as a very young child probably 5 or 6 years old. My parents, grandma and tias would tell me about her. It’s a story where a young woman had two children a little boy and little girl. She lived in a small town in Mexico- her name Maria. She was very gorgeous a town treasure and had a loving personality. She was a stay at home mom who worked really hard. She had a husband who was a soldier and he would come visit her when he wasn’t out working but one day she caught him cheating on her with another woman. This made her grow furious and jealous and out of pure disgust towards her husband she ended up taking her young children to the river and drowned them. After killing them she realized what she did and immediately got so heartbroken trying to resurrect them. After failed attempts she drowned herself hoping to be with her kids in heaven. However when she died God didn’t let her in. Because of what she did she was forced to wander the earth in search of her children’s souls and only then will she be let in. Little did she know her children’s souls were already in heaven. So she’s now doomed to walk the Earth grounds. She wanders around rivers and lakes late in the night. She screamed/cries out “Ohhh mis hijos!!” (Oh, my children) And when you hear her cry late at night you’re already doommed cause she’s nearby even if she seems further away. It’s said if she is to find you she will become enraged realizing you’re not her kids and drown you in the closest body of water. She’s genuinely search a cursed spirit filled with much despair, grief and anger. She’s known to appear with long dark hair and a dirty white long dress.”

Context:

The informant says that even though they personally don’t believe in it, they’ve heard stories of family members encountering it, making it somewhat believable. They find it fascinating and tragic and finds it to be a story that they would pass down to others, especially having grown up with it themselves.

Analysis:

This narrative represents a legend as it occurs in the real world with some possible truth to it. It represents a story of injustice, jealousy, and grief, causing this pain to be continuously passed down to other people. It suggests the theme of being careful when you go out at night or else something bad might happen to you, which is also probably why it is told to young children as to warn against them from going out to unsafe places. La Llorona represents a revenant, a spirit brought back from the dead for revenge, or as spirit with unfinished business. The story also represents a religious concentration as the reason why she cannot move on is because of God not letting her into heaven due to the consequence of suicide. This focuses on the idea of motherhood due to the guilt she feels for murdering her kids in rage and dealing with infidelity from her husband, showing an importance for family and social connections in society.

Driving Green Ghost?!

Nationality: American
Age: 19
Occupation: Student
Residence: Boston, Massachusetts
Language: English

1. TEXT/TRANSCRIPTION

“So this is something my mom has always told me about, and she swears it really happened. She was really little, like, before she could even talk, and she was outside of her house in Massachusetts. And she says she saw a car drive by, and in the window, there was this ghost, just waving at her.

But the weirdest part? The ghost was green. Not just see-through or white or whatever, like the usual kind. It was glowing green, and she still remembers it so clearly. She always says it wasn’t a dream or anything, like, she genuinely believes it happened, and she’s told the story the same way my whole life. Every time she tells it, it’s like, dead serious.”

2. CONTEXT

“I honestly don’t know where she first told it, I think it just came up when I was a kid and we were talking about scary stuff or something. She’s told it more than once, but it’s always been the same. Like, no changes or anything.

It’s just one of those things she experienced and never forgot. And yeah, she couldn’t even talk yet, but she still remembers seeing that ghost in the car. I guess it just stuck with her. It’s kind of become one of those family stories, like weird, but kind of cool too.”

3. INTERPRETATION (my own analysis)

What I found most fascinating about this story was how vividly her mom remembered something from before she could even speak. It made me think about how certain moments, especially ones that feel emotionally or spiritually intense, can stick in our memory in a way that defies logic or age.

Even though this could just be written off as a childhood imagination or dream, her mom’s consistency and conviction over time gives it more weight. There’s also something symbolic about the ghost being green, unusual for ghost stories, which usually describe white or shadowy figures. The green glow adds a feeling of mystery or even peace, like the ghost wasn’t trying to scare her, just to be seen. The fact that it waved reinforces that feeling. It wasn’t aggressive or malevolent, it was a gesture of recognition or even friendliness.

I also think this story is a good example of how family folklore forms. It’s not something you’d read in a book, it’s personal and lived, passed down from a mother to a daughter. Stories like this build emotional bonds in families and become part of how people understand their own histories. Whether or not it’s “true” doesn’t really matter. What matters is that it meant something to her mom, and now, through the act of storytelling, it means something to AM (the initials of storyteller), and even to me as the listener.