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Now, it's time for my personal story about my experience living in the Hudson home. As I stated before, my family moved into the home in 2010. I knew the house had a sinister past, and I had come so far with my discoveries. When one day, I suddenly hit a roadblock. I couldn't figure out why nothing was done to bring Mrs. Hudson justice, and why there was money hidden in the walls of the basement. Then one day...
My dad and I decided to walk down to the lake to go fishing one hot, summer day. It was one of our favorite activities at the new house and I would do just about anything to get out of the house. It was about a ten minute walk to get from our house to our favorite fishing spot. We started in the late afternoon, and when it began to get dark, Dad decided to go back to the house to get some flashlights. We usually didn't fish after dark, but since we were having such good luck so far, I begged him to keep fishing with me. "I'm gonna grab my gun in case we see any animals, and of course get the flashlights. I'll be back in a bit!" Dad yelled to me as he walked back towards the house.
I decided to move to the area where the river and lake meet, to see if I could catch my biggest fish for the night. I wanted to surprise Dad when he got back! As I cast my line out in the water, I thought I saw someone waving at me in the distance close to the river. It was almost dark, so I wasn't certain.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" I called.
"I could use your help!" a woman answered.
I felt uneasy about it, but Dad would be back soon if anything were to happen. I walked over to the woman and noticed she was covered in mud all over, and it was smudged across her face. This seemed too familiar.
"I can't find her. I can't do it. I need you to help me dig." she said.
"You can't find who? Why are you down here? This is my family's land and you're technically trespassing." I said.
"My dear, you know who I am, don't you? I've been watching you. You've been so helpful to me. We are so close to bringing my baby and I justice. I was waiting for the right time to approach you and tell you about what happened to me. I also need help finding Rose's remains. I'm Mrs. Hudson, Madeline." she said.
"You're the ghost? You're so friendly and not at all what I expected---OUCH! AHH! Help me!" I exclaimed.
I stepped on a large metal scrap that was on the river bank, and it went through my entire foot. Blood was gushing out and I was in an enormous amount of pain. "Dad!" I cried.
BANG. The last sound I heard was the gun shot.
Dad thought he was helping me, but he did more harm than good. When I yelled for help, he thought I was being hurt by the woman. In a panic, he raised his gun and shot at Mrs. Hudson. But, her being a ghost, the bullet went through her and went directly through my skull.
He killed me.
Father and Daughter Going Fishing
Source: Public Domain Pictures
I finally learned the truth about Mrs. Hudson, but I never would have guessed it would be when I was dead. We became friends and she told me the whole story. I learned that her name was Amelia. Her husband, Buck, was abusive. He was very rich from an inheritance, and they moved from the last town because people had speculated that he was abusive. She wanted to leave him desperately, but she was terrified. When she became pregnant with Rose, he was very unhappy because he didn't want a child. He insisted that she terminate the baby, but she held her ground and tried her best to keep her baby.
This defiance angered Buck even more. When Amelia had her baby, he stopped speaking to her. One night, when Rose was crying, Buck went into her nursery and covered her with a pillow, suffocating her. The next day, Amelia was heartbroken and angry. She loved Rose more than she loved herself, and her heartless husband had taken her away. When the authorities arrived, Buck convinced them to rule her death an accident by paying them a large amount of his money.
When the two were alone later that day, they got into a heated argument. It escalated quickly, and Buck punched, kicked, and choked Amelia to the point that she died. He had murdered his child and wife within the same twenty-four hours. He went to the police station around 1 a.m. and left a note for the chief stating that he would leave $100,000 for him if he ruled her death as a suicide. Then he left the state. The death was declared a suicide, but shortly after the chief mysteriously died also. The money was never collected and it still remains in the wall of the basement. Buck is still alive to this day. He is 95 years old.
As for me? Now, I spend my days roaming around looking for a solution. Amelia and I have teamed up to bring her justice.
Story Source: The Man Who Shot a Gun from Myths and Legends of the Great Plains by Katharine Berry Judson (1913).
Author's Note: The original story that I got the inspiration from for my story was quite a bit different, but I kept one key aspect the same. In that story, a man is wandering alone in the woods. At night, when he decides to set up a fire and cook a rabbit to satisfy his hunger, he hears voices and realizes they are ghosts talking among him. When the ghosts gathered around him, he was laying down. One of the ghosts decided to kick him in his back. Before the ghost could get away, the man shot at the ghost and wounded him in his head. The other ghosts were crying over the wounded ghost. The man then decides to go the ghosts' graves and finds that a wolf has dug a hole in the wounded ghost's grave. His skull has a gun wound. In my story I kept the part where a man shoots at the ghost, but in my story the bullet goes through the ghost and hits the man's daughter, which kills her. The daughter dies and becomes friends with the ghost in order to help her find justice for the murder of her and her baby. I had to create new details of my own to complete my story and the mystery of Mrs. Hudson's murder.
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