The Hanging House

The Hanging House is a real Haunted House in the Bluffview neighborhood of Dallas.
The story goes like this: sometime in the 1950s, there was a teenage girl who lived in a house in Bluffview with her parents. One day, she committed suicide by hanging herself from a light fixture in her bedroom (some people say it was a tree in her front yard). The parents were devastated, and for whatever reason — they left the noose in place. After their daughter’s funeral, they had a life sized portrait painted of her and hung it in her bedroom, which they left untouched.
Now, according to legend, whenever you drive by the house at night and look into the dead girl’s bedroom window, you can see the portrait. However, whether it’s a real haunting, a ghost, or some kind of optical illusion, the portrait combined with the noose appear in such a way that it looks like that dead girl is still hanging from the ceiling.
I asked my mom about this. She grew up in Dallas in a neighborhood not too far from Bluffview, and back in the 50’s, a suicide was pretty big news. She remembers hearing a little about it when she was extremely young, but she thought the story was the girl had hung herself in a tree in the front yard. She also said the parents of the girl really kept to themselves after their daughter’s death.
None of us kids really knew where The Hanging House was until someone took us to it, you know, kind of like «Fight Club». One day in high school, I was initiated. We drove by that house every night one summer trying to see the ghost girl, but the lights were always off, or the curtains were always drawn. Then one night, a truck load of us did our nightly drive-​by and the curtains were open and the lights were on. It really did look like a dead girl was hanging from that bedroom ceiling. It was eerie. There were about six of us in that truck, and we all saw the same thing. However, we were under the influence, so there was that shadow of a doubt in our minds about what we really saw. We decided to go back sober the next night — and there she was again. After that, every time we drove by it, the lights were off.
If you are looking for an authentic haunting, cruise Bluffview around dusk and head towards the cliff, and see if you can find The Hanging House.
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