The Old Crowe House
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"It is said that The Old Crowe House is haunted. That General Asher Crowe went insane and killed himself. They said that there were many factors that could've contributed to his suicide. It could have been because he watched his son take his last breaths after he caught a Yankee bullet to the heart during the Civil War, it might have been because he came home to find his wife had died of cholera days before, or maybe it was because his daughter died of a broken heart after her husband was accused and executed for the murder of Parson Miller. Whatever the cause was, they say that Asher Crowe's miserable spirit is still lurking there. They say that you can still hear his sorrowful sobs as he paces the floors, trying to find the will to live until you finally hear a muffled gunshot from his bedroom."
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