Charleston Ghosts

There is nothing that gnaws at our soul like a good ghost story; Whether we are gripped with grief over the tale of some Lady's lost love or struck dumb with fear from yarns spun with the details of revenge from the grave.
There are many cities and towns in the south, but with Halloween upon us, only one comes to my mind... Charleston, with its roots steeped in history and southern tradition. Everything there is haunted! There is a Ghost Walk that is based on locations from M.R. Martin's book. If that isn't enough, you can have dinner with a ghost at Poogan's Porch or sleep at The Battery Carriage House Inn with its "permanent guests". There is speculation that Charleston is one of the most haunted cities in the world, which may or may not be true. What is true, is that it is the most haunted city in the south. If you can't come visit for Halloween, then at least read about it.

Letter from Ms. C:

"In celebration of our birthday, my twin sister, DS and I decided to treat ourselves to an overnight stay at your well-known "Carriage House Inn" on the Battery in Charleston, South Carolina. The date was May 19, 1992.

The décor of the room was furnished in the lovely antique style furnishings of the 1800's. D and I both love historic places so we were pleased with the atmosphere of the historic "Carriage House." We were given room #10.

We retired for the night about 11pm. I placed one of the antique chairs in front of the door, telling D that if anyone tried to enter, that the chair would be a barrier. D fell asleep almost immediately. I was restless and couldn't fall asleep. I was lying on the right side of the bed, facing the door. I noticed a wispy gray apparition appearing to be floating through the closed door, and through the chair, entering the room. The configuration was of a man with no features being visible. His height was about 5' 8". No special clothes were visible, just a gray wispy shape of a slightly built man. He moved in an upright gliding motion over to my side of the bed. He lay down in a 12 inch space beside me on the bed. He placed his right arm around my shoulders. I didn't feel any pressure from his arm touching me. I wasn't frightened because he didn't seem threatening.

I wanted to wake D to let her see what was happening. I called her name several times before she woke up. She asked me what was wrong. When I tried to answer her, the figure disappeared more suddenly than he had appeared. I didn't say anything else to D, but relaxed and fell asleep and didn't awake til 6 AM I then asked D if she had seen or heard anything in the night. She said she hadn't. I related my story of the visitor during the night. She was disappointed she hadn't seen him herself.

I wished I had remained quiet and not spoken, because I feel I frightened him away. I feel that possible his home was being disturbed by the restoration and renovation of the main house. He was looking for a place to rest and thought we might share our bed for the night.

I would love to return someday and spend another night at the "Carriage House Inn" to see if m Gentleman Visitor" revisits me.

Very Truly Yours,
DC