Spring break is coming up soon, and the stereotypical location for teenagers to vacation in is Florida. Instead of going for the sun, sand, and sea, I’m going to for haunts.
I will be traveling around southern Florida, in search of the state’s most popular and most local haunts. I’ll start in Naples and work my way around.
The first stop will be in Naples, Florida. The Cracker Barrel there is said to be haunted. The restaurant was robbed in the middle of the night. Three employees were strangled and had their throats slit in the walk in freezer in 1995. Two people have been convicted and sentenced for this crime awaiting execution. Since then, reports of strange occurrences in or around this freezer have been reported.
Then I am traveling south to Marco Island, to the Marco Island Inn. The original building in this inn is the focus of the hauntings. Voices and footsteps have been heard. Several people have accounts of feeling cold drafts and having chairs move on their own.
After Marco, I am going north to Fort Meyers. At the Fort Myers National Bank, employees have reported to have seen a man running in the upstairs main hall. During office hours, he moves things from desks. Near Fort Myers there are railroad tracks. It is said that children playing on the tracks were killed and now when you pass if you stop or pause to long on the railroad tracks you can hear children talking and cries and see little hand prints on your window after.
I’ll be traveling north, to Sarasota. In the Ringling School of Art and Design, there is a disturbing story. Once upon a time, a young girl who liked wearing her blue high heels lived in the Bay Haven Hotel in Sarasota. Her name was Mary. Mary hanged herself in one of the stairwells of the two-story building that is now the Keating Center on the Ringling School of Art and Design campus. Since the discovery of Mary’s body, her ghost has become an added feature of the Keating Center, which houses freshman dorm rooms on the second floor and administrative offices on the first. Mary is believed to have died during the hotel’s heyday in the ’20s, but her body wasn’t found until the hotel had closed and reopened as the School of Fine and Applied Art of the John and Mable Ringling Museum of Art in 1931. She has been observed walking the corridors (out of the corner of the eye, turning a times, a resident would enter her room and her paintbrushes would be slowly swirling in the water of the rinse cups as if someone had just spun them around and let go).
After that, my journey will be completed. Happy Hauntings.