Legend of Banshees in Maryland

Banshee in Maryland night, on the way home on the necessary weekend, a ghost topic came into me and talked to my family and friends. We insisted that one person knows many real ghost stories and we have started a series of stories about locals living in Maryland. She is a middle-aged white lady living in the country throughout her life. Several of her stories sound silly, but then some look strange. One of the stories includes ghosts, bungee, which are not frequently spoken.

The legend about Carrickalzey began to form. People tell stories of strange sounds and see strange shadows going through ruins. The brave souls spend the night with each other, and will recall the sensational story of Banshee and the ghost of revenge and will come back.

Banshee is a woman with a precursor to her death. Sometimes you may see that she is a young and beautiful girl that you are an old lady in broken clothes. Whenever she is seen she is said to make a terrible scream and this cry will cause all the families heard of it to die. Scotland's James I. King thought that he approached Banshee. Shortly thereafter, he was murdered in the Earl of Athol. Pookas is a fairy that is focused on creating chaos in a deadly world. Pooka appeared in the countryside and coastal areas of Ireland at night. On a fine day, Pooka will damage the farm - destroy the fence and destroy animals. On a bad day, Pooka stands outside the farmer and calls the outside person by name. When someone comes out, Pooka will rob them.

When I heard Bancy's scream first, it was slightly weak and faint like a dead flower. Of course, I know this ancient legend. When Banshee is crying, someone will die. I live alone in my house, I know that someone will be me. I heard a cry filled with this sorrow. I was not afraid when I first heard of it. The second time is different. Lying on my bed, I listened to the sound of that gigantic wing and inevitably bought that claw on my roof tile. I can see it in my head. This is not the count of the Irish folklore in the shape of a beautiful sad woman. No, this is nothing else. I can see that it stays on my roof.