There is a historical building where a women, who was pregnant, lived with her husband. Her husband was abusive and beat her hard and often. One day she stood in the middle of the drive and slit one wrist. Before she died she said "Jeff, leave me alone!" Right down the road is a tree that hangs over the road and once in a while you'll see her and her little baby happy on the limb.
Way on back in the 1800's a young women was running away from slave hunters. She had her young baby with her. The baby kept crying and she drowned the baby in a creek so he wouldn't give her away. Today if you go back into the woods at night you can hear and sometimes see the little baby crying and looking for his mother.