Tracys thoughts

Sep 28
25 posts!

25 posts!

Sep 28

A crappy day

Today is suppose to be a day of rest and enjoy the family. But I got woke up by my two daughter arguing again. This time over the volume of the TV. As usual my younger one has yet to understand that not everyone likes the shows, or music she does. Yet she wants to play her music and TV show way to loud, and getting on her old sisters nerves. I can’t understand this as I am an only child. I always wanted a brother or sister to fight with. 

I don’t understand why they can’t or wont always get along. Don’t they realize if something happens to me, they are all each other has. I am hoping someday they will stop all the fighting and share the love a lot more. 

Don’t get me wrong, they have wonderful sharing, and loving times. I just want a lot more of those times. 

Sep 25
Sep 25

sixpenceee:

Horror/Halloween food

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Sep 25

sixpenceee:

A compilation of Edward Gorey and his rather gothic poems and illustrations. 

Check out his dark children alaphabet illustrations

Sep 23
Tracys thoughts turned 2 today!

Tracys thoughts turned 2 today!

Sep 21
scandalabc:

And then there were four…

wooohooooooooo

scandalabc:

And then there were four…

wooohooooooooo

Sep 21

strivingking:

If you’re in college right now

Check the syllabus for each one of your classes right now while you bullshittin

Don’t fall behind this early in the semester off some bullshit

Sep 15
Tracys thoughts turned 2 today!

Tracys thoughts turned 2 today!

Apr 26

sixpenceee:

Oh

my 

god

This house was suggested by a follower (I do take post suggestions just message me)

Probably one of the worst cases I have ever heard of.

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CONTENT CONTAINS INHUMANE TREATMENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Dr. Louis Lalaurie and his wife, Delphine moved into their fancy new mansion in New Orleans. They were respected by everyone. They had a lot of money, power and influence. Ms. Delphine was greatly admired for her beauty. 

They threw lavish social parties that would be the talk of the town for weeks to come. 

Their house was extravagant and they had dozens of slaves to take care of it. 

It was the neighbors who first began to suspect that something was not right.

There were whispered conversations about how the Lalaurie slaves seemed to come and go quite often. Parlor maids would be replaced with no explanation or the stable boy was suddenly just disappear… never to be seen again.

Then, one day a neighbor was climbing her own stairs when she heard a scream and saw Madame Lalaurie chasing a little girl, the Madame’s personal servant, with a whip. She pursued the girl onto the roof of the house, where the child jumped to her death. The neighbor later saw the small slave girl buried in a shallow grave beneath the cypress trees in the yard.

It was rumored that she treated the slaves horribly. But how horribly exactly, no one knew.

A terrible fire broke out in the Lalaurie kitchen. Legend has it that it was set by the cook, who could endure no more of the Madame’s tortures. Regardless of how it started, the fire swept through the house.

After the blaze was put out, the fire fighters discovered a horrible sight behind a secret, barred door in the attic.

The information you are about to read is from the embellished part of the event. The authors who wrote about it in the book didn’t source these events: 

They found more than a dozen slaves here, chained to the wall in a horrible state. They were both male and female…. some were strapped to makeshift operating tables… some were confined in cages made for dogs…. human body parts were scattered around and heads and human organs were placed haphazardly in buckets…. grisly souvenirs were stacked on shelves and next to them a collection of whips and paddles.

It was more horrible that anything created in man’s imagination. 

According to the newspaper, the New Orleans Bee, all of the victims were naked and the ones not on tables were chained to the wall. Some of the women had their stomachs sliced open and their insides wrapped about their waists.

One woman had her mouth stuffed with animal excrement and then her lips were sewn shut.
The men were in even more horrible states. Fingernails had been ripped off, eyes poked out, and private parts sliced away.

One man hung in shackles with a stick protruding from a hole that had been drilled in the top of his head. It had been used to “stir” his brains.

The tortures had been administered so as to not bring quick death. Mouths had been pinned shut and hands had been sewn to various parts of the body.

Regardless, many of them had been dead for quite some time. Others were unconscious and some cried in pain, begging to be killed and put out of their misery.

The fire fighters fled the scene in disgust and doctors were summoned from a nearby hospital.

There were a few who still clung to life…. like a woman whose arms and legs had been removed and another who had been forced into a tiny cage with all of her limbs broken than set again at odd angles.

Madame Lalaurie and her family were never seen again.

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The house remained vacant for many years after that. It then became an all girls school and then apartment buildings.

During the time when the mansion was an apartment house, a number of strange events were recorded. Among them was an encounter between a occupant and a naked black man in chains who attacked him. The black man abruptly vanished.

Others claimed to have animals butchered in the house; children were attacked by a phantom with a whip; strange figures appeared wrapped in shrouds; a young mother was terrified to find a woman in elegant evening clothes bending over her sleeping infant; and of course, the ever-present sounds of screams, groans and cries that would reverberate through the house at night.

Today the house has been renovated again and serves as luxury apartments.

WHERE I GOT THISE INFORMATION FROM

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