Ford’s Theatre
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Ford’s Theatre is located in Washington D.C., and will remain forever in American History due to the events on April 14th, 1865. Our American Cousin was the name of the play that was being performed that night, and the people who were in attendance of that show never forgot it for the rest of their lives. During the production of the play that night, the 16th and one of the most revered President’s in American history Abraham Lincoln was shot and killed on the spot. This is one of the most infamous assassinations in the world, and it is no wonder that this theatre is haunted.
The ghost of Abraham Lincoln has been seen here, along with other apparitions. Its almost as if the last moments of Lincoln’s life are performed daily, in an alternate reality where time stands still. John Wilkes Booth was a well known actor at the theatre, and on the night of April 14th, he walked behind the president and shot him in the back of the head at point-blank range. The bullet went 7.5 inches into his skull, killing him before he could even scream. Strangely enough, 10 days before on April 4th, Lincoln had a dream about his own death.
We know this happened because he wrote about the dream in depth in his journal. Since the assassination those many years ago, it is believed the theatre has been haunted. There have been reports of numerous voices and laughter from all areas when no one is there. People have heard the footsteps of John Wilkes Booth running to the presidential box, followed by the sound of a gun shot. The ghost of Mrs. Lincoln has also been seen leaning over the balcony pointing at Booth saying that he has killed the president. Apparitions appear at center stage, lights turn on and off, and cold spots are often felt in certain areas.
(Source: Belanger, Jeff. Encyclopedia of Haunted Places. 2005.)
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“The bullet went 7.5 inches into his skull, killing him before he could even scream.”
Lincoln died the next morning.