Chilling ghost story from Alabama of two young girls who discover the tragic secrets behind a Civil War-era haunted house.

Listen to storyteller Anne Gilstrap narrate “Little Cottage in the Woods”

I would like to share a story with you that my two best friends related to me. Kathy, who had just had her fourteenth birthday, and Nan, her sister, went with their parents to their grandparents’ farm right outside Montgomery, Alabama. It had been a long, hot, boring ride from Atlanta, and having arrived at their grandparents’ farm, they were restless to do something besides watch Mom and Dad busy working to settle the estate.

As they wandered off into the cooler woods gathering wildflowers, they came to a clearing. There, in the middle of the clearing, was a small cottage, run down so badly even the shutters hung at an angle – never again to cover the windows that had lost most of their window panes – and a porch with tall grass, growing where there were no boards.

Spooky Abandoned Cottage in North Georgia Woods

With a sudden burst of recklessness, the girls raced to the cottage. As they reached the half open front door, Kathy called out, “Is there anybody home?” And then they laughed, for of course, there was no one there.

As they came into the front room that at one time may have been pretty, they found it was full of dust and cobwebs, and stuffing falling out of the sofa cushions. Hurrying along to the next room, they found a kitchen with a table set for a meal, looking as if someone had hurriedly left the room, the chair being pushed half way aside at the table.

A growing sense of being watched overwhelmed the girls. They bolted from the room and down the hall.

As they reached the stairs, curiosity overcame their fear, and they climbed the stairs to the second floor. Kathy opened the door to the left of the hallway. “Whew!” she said as she viewed the pretty brass bed with a dirty old quilt that had become home for many different wild animals.

Closing the door, Kathy crossed the hall and gasped as she opened the door. Nan looked over her shoulder and saw a room as neat as a pin, no dust anywhere – a shining floor with an old worn rug, tattered curtains hanging listlessly at the open windows. And there in the middle of the room was a rocking horse, rocking back and forth very fast as if a child had just jumped off.

They watched with fascination as the horse slowed and stopped. As they looked around the room, they saw a child’s bed with a rocking chair beside it, and against the wall on the other side of the room was an old trunk. Quickly the girls moved to the trunk, knelt beside it and opened the lid. Kathy reached in and found a letter that gave her a hint of the occupants of the little cottage. The letter was from a soldier husband fighting in Virginia. He wrote, “I miss you and our little son so very much. It frightens me to think I might not be able to come back home to be with you.”

Putting the letter back, Kathy picked up another and started reading it out loud. Suddenly she grew silent, and Nan saw tears running down her checks. Taking the letter, Nan saw it was from the mother, and it read, “My dearest love, our precious son had pneumonia, and because the doctor was away with the troops, there was no one to save him.”

Nan put the letter back in the trunk, and as she did, her hand touched a piece of parchment. Drawing it out of the trunk, careful not to let the pieces fall away, she read a telegram that had been sent to the soldier in Virginia: “We regret to inform you your wife has taken her life.”

As the girls sat looking at each other through tears, there suddenly seemed to be a presence in the room, and the soft sound of a lullaby could be heard above the hum of the bees. Quickly and carefully, they put the paper back in the trunk, closed the lid, and hurriedly crossed the room. As Nan passed the closet, she felt something brush against her arm. Whirling around, she saw to her horror the rocking chair begin to slowly rock back and forth, and the sound of a lullaby became louder.

The girls frantically dashed down the stairs, out into the yard, and into the safety of the woods. Turning back to look at the little old cottege once again, they saw in the upstairs window a little blond boy watching them. Panicked, they ran through the woods, falling over broken limbs and being scratched by the briars.

When they arrived at the farm, they rushed to tell their father what they had seen. Father listened and then said, “Girls, the story is told that in anguish and grief, the soldier, upon returning home, burned the cottage to the ground. The woods have long ago grown over the clearing where the little cottage once stood. There is no house.”

– THE END –

Little Cottage in the Woods – Story Credits

Written and Told by Anne Gilstrap

Taken from the CD “A Tour of Southern Ghosts”
Copyright 2000 Art Station
Used by permission

Sound Design by Henry Howard

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  2. Judi Stevens

    To Anne Gilstrap, I am a very emotional person and I had to stop and wipe my tears away so I could finish reading this story. Whether or not it be true, it was a very emotional story and I absolutely loved it. I look at all the abandoned houses and cottages and it makes me sad. I wonder what ever happened that people just walk away and abandon their homes. I want to go and feel the sadness and loneliness of what would make someone do that. It breaks my heart to see all the homes sitting and deteriorating. They just look Sad, Pathetic, and sooooo lonely. I always think I would love to go and refurbish it for someone to have a nice home to live in. We have to many homeless people in this world. If more people would think about giving and helping instead of what is in it for them. Oh what a wonderful world. Judi

  3. Janet

    To me, it was more a sad story than scary. It would have been eerie to have walked in and have that happen. I always wonder about that time period – going for months without knowing how your family is, on both sides.

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  5. Somer

    Nice Story

  6. Somer

    Nice Story And Nice Plotted

    i love this story so much it is really scary too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  7. taylor

    i loved this story so much!!!!! and really scary too!!!!! I sreamed and fell out of my chair but it was still good!!!!

  8. Lil Bro P.M

    Nice story and nicely plotted

  9. SHIQUIRLIN GADSON

    I loved this story, a little creepy after finding out the cottage was burnt many years prior. An I agree with Bernadette, the narrator added flavor to the story.

  10. BAMAHaintHunter

    so is this a fiction or non-fiction account?? curious as I’m researching Haunted location in and near Montgomery, Alabama.

  11. Eula

    I have had an similar experience, in 1988. However, it did had something to do with an cornor house which disappeared.

    Of course, its the truth and I will take what happen to me, to my grave.

    Nevertheless, I did enjoyed reading that sad story.

  12. Bernadette Williamson

    The narrator on this particular story is PHENOMENAL!! Second only to Kim Stanley of “To Kill A Mockingbird”. Just a beautiful quality and marvelous delivery!

    By the way, I’ve been a scriptwriter/producer for over 30 years…I’ve hired narrators for decades, and I know a great talent when I hear one! Lovely!

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  14. Oissie

    lmfao lol 2 funny he died 🙁

  15. Mario

    Really scary. But I loved it! 🙂

  16. Cassandra

    Thats just creepy, but it was a good story!

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