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Some call me the White Screamer others simply the White Thing. There are several stories about me, some are true, others just legend.

Let it be known I still roam and haunt the woods in and around White Bluff,Tennessee. My screams are legendary and for the unfortunate souls that have seen me they still have nightmares. Am I the desendant of an exotic escaped animal? Some sort of witch or demon spirit? A Banshee or a monster of unknown origins? You be the judge I will blog some of the stories about me, or you may add your own.

Here is but one account on the internet: In the small town of White Bluff there's a famous hollow where the White Screamer dwells. No one knows exactly what it is or its origin. It's said to be a white misty form that wails and cries and screams enough to make any person go insane, thus gaining its title of "The White Screamer". It has also been noted that if one ventures to the spot where they might've seen the White Screamer, the grass will be burned away. Alledgedly, around the 1920's a young man built his family of a wife and seven children a home and farm down in the hollow, and every single night they'd wake up to the sound of this awful crying and screaming. So, finally, after this young man has had enough, he grabs his shotgun and runs out into the night off to find whatever beast is making this awful noise. He climbs to the top of one of the surrounding hills to see if he can spot it, and then hears the sound of screaming... only it's the voices of his family and children. By the time he can climb down this hill and get back to his house, he finds his whole family dead.. and pieces of their body thrown around on the ground and the floors of the house. You can still drive down into the hollow and see the foundation of the house and graves of the members.

for more information check out White Bluff Legends & Ghost Stories {}

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