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In 1898, when Bert Barrett was 13 years old, a shotgun blew off almost half of his left arm in a terrible hunting accident. In compliance with the laws of the time, he buried his severed appendage. The marker reads simply: “His arm lies here. May it rest in peace.” The rest of Bertram’s body is buried 11 miles away at Oak Hill Memorial Park, and his story is the source of local campfire tales.

After his amputated limb was interred at Hacienda Cemetery, the rest of Richard Bertram Barrett went on to live a very successful life. He went on to become the Chief of Sanitation for the Santa Clara County Health Department, and the road that bisects the cemetery in which his arm is buried is named for him. In 1959, he passed away at the ripe old age of 74. Though the man rests in peace, local legend tells that Bertram’s left arm comes alive on Halloween night to seek out the rest of him, buried eleven miles away from the verdant pioneer cemetery. –Grave of Bert Barrett’s Left Arm

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write the story of a haunted body part.

Journaling Prompt: Write about the creepiest campfire story you ever heard.

Art Prompt: Haunted arm

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a tall tale about a haunted body part.

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Fiction Writing Prompt: Use the first line of the week as the starting point or inspiration for a scene, story, poem, or haiku.

Journaling Prompt: If you’ve had an experience with a haunting, write about it. If not, do you believe houses can be haunted? Why or why not?

Art Prompt: Of course the house is haunted.

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a dramatic or humorous story about a haunted house.

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Trigg was a prosperous grocer with a twin-gabled shop in Middle Row, Stevenage, Hertfordshire, as well as a number of other properties. He was a church warden, an overseer of the parish, and an important man locally. It is said that one night, he and two friends witnessed grave robbers at a local graveyard, and they vowed to make sure that this would not happen to them. Trigg stated in his will that his body should be committed for a minimum of 30 years to “the West end of my Hovel to be decently laid there upon a floor erected by my Executor, upon the purlin for the same purpose, nothing doubting but that at the general Resurrection, I shall receive the same again by the mighty power of God.” According to Gentleman’s Magazine of 5 Feb 1751, Trigg’s will stated that he supposed that he would return to life after 30 years and then his estate would revert to him, and that he ordered that the barn be locked with the key inside his coffin so that he could let himself out. Shortly before he died, Trigg had negotiated with the parish authorities to rent his barn as the town’s workhouse…

Trigg died in Letchworth, Hertfordshire on 6 October 1724 before renovations could be carried out on his barn… Therefore, his remains were placed in a lead-lined coffin of oak and pine and hoisted into the rafters of the barn behind the shop, about 10 feet (3.0 m) above the ground.
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Fiction Writing Prompt: Write the story of an unusual will provision.

Journaling Prompt: What do you want done with your body after you die?

Art Prompt: Grave robbers

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience the strange story of Henry Trigg’s coffin.

Photo Credit: Henry Trigg’s coffin on Wikimedia

Amityville Horror

…the Amityville murder house is probably one of the most famous houses in America. The story about what happened there, as told in the horror book and movie, is a hoax. It’s not true. But there was a mass murder there that took place in the house prior to that. I think what inspired the Lutz family to write their book was that they got freaked out while living there, and they had to have an excuse as to why they skedaddled in the middle of the night. I think a lot of people have that internal debate: “Could I live there? Would it freak me out? What if I lived next door?” –Cheryl Eddy

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story about a family that moves into a house where a terrible murder has taken place. 

Journaling Prompt: How would you feel if you found out you were living in a place where something awful happened? How would you deal with it?

Art Prompt: Haunted house

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience a scary story about a haunted house.

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Hanging Chairs

Do you have a favorite chair in your home? Consider cursing it after you die so no one else can sit on it without dying. That’s what Thomas Busby did in 1702, right before he was executed for strangling his father-in-law to death for — you got it — sitting in his chair. Supposedly 63 people who have sat on the chair met untimely deaths, sometimes mere hours after plopping their keister on Busby’s beloved chair. In 1972, the Thirsk Museum actually had to suspend it from the ceiling to prevent people from committing suicide by chair. –Rob Bricken

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story about a cursed object and its history.

Journaling Prompt: Where is your favorite place to sit when you’re journaling? Why?

Art Prompt: Favorite chair

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell a humorous story about an object in your life that gives you so much trouble that you suspect it may be cursed.

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