As mentioned in a previous post; Starting in June, I will be showcasing some Urban Myths and Legends on YouTube, featuring some of the best Urban Legends of Russia and New Zealand.
My first project will be to revisit the town of Chapayevsk and do a short film in the Municipal Cemetary, as I explain the Legend of Elena, who reportedly roams the Cemetary.
The second Webisode will take place in Zhiguli mountains near Shiryaevo which is in the Samara region.
The Legend of Zoya is well known in the Samara region, so I will also be featuring this Urban Legend.
Going by Legends, on January 14, 1956, a young factory worker Zohi arranged a party. All who were invited had a partner to dance with but Zoya did not. Her fiance Nicholas did not come. Then she took out the icon of St Nicholas, and cried out: “As long as my Nicolas did not come I will dance with this Nicholas!” It is reported that she danced with the icon in her hands. Friends tried to stop Zoyu, but she said: “If there is a God, let him punish me.”
Suddenly they heard a thunder and lightning in the room. The other youth fled in fear. And when her friends returned, they saw Zoya standing in the middle of the room, paralyzed – almost stone-like, with the icon still in her hands.
For 128 days Zoya stood in the middle of the room. Crowds of people came from far and wide to witness the miracle.After 128 days, it is said that she woke up, repented and quietly died.
I have also heard that there are some great Urban Legends & Ghost Stories of St. Petersburg and Moscow, so coming in the Summer will be more Webisodes online.
AND as part of my Book Tour of Russia and New Zealand, I am giving one person in each country (Russia and NZ) the opportunity to be part of my “Dinner with an Author” experience.
The winner will get to have an evening with C.A.Milson which includes picked up at your residence, Dinner at a restaurant, followed by a Night Out on the town, an Autographed copy of The Chosen in paperback, and AS A BONUS: Be a featured Guest Host on my upcoming YouTube Project. The “Night with an Author” will also be broadcast on YouTube.
Two Runners up will each receive a $50 Gift Certificate.
RULES ON HOW TO ENTER: entry is OPEN to anyone. However, if the Winner does not reside in Russia or New Zealand, then that winner will receive a Gift Voucher for $100 to spend on Amazon.com.
Entry is OPEN to anyone in Russia and New Zealand.
To enter: Purchase the The Chosen direct from my web, leaving your contact name and details.
Urban legends thrive on people’s deepest fears — that our safe world can crack at any moment and a madman will change our lives forever. That alone is enough to give anyone some second thoughts about our everyday routine.
Legends and folklore tales range from the maniacal serial killer to the completely unexplained. Everyone loves scary ghost stories, when the days get shorter, the nights get longer — and imaginations run wild.
Chances are you’ll find many versions of these stories as they get passed on from person to person. Children have a tendency to twist the plots and make them fit their particular circumstances. The Halloween season seems to bring out the best of local urban legends, both old and new.
Many spooky stories are old classics from years past. They may not be the version you’ve heard, but that’s what makes it fun. The following legend may not suitable for young children or the faint of heart. If you’ve got nerves of steel, proceed with caution…
So get comfortable, dim the lights and read this account of a True Ghost Story and then decide for yourself. Did it really happen, or was it just a figment of someone’s imagination?
Now as I have visited Chapayevsk before, I knew that there some horror stories to this city, as it is a city that is on the brink of ecological disaster. It has even been said that the mayor of Chapayevsk has considered relocating everyone to a new city and have Chapayevsk declared a quarantine zone. But the disasters did not happen in recent years, as this story will unfold.
The following is an account that was told to me by a good friend in Samara, who was told this story by her mother, who has witnessed the strange happenings in Chapayevsk. The story involves the only daughter of a farmer in Chapayevsk, who fell in love with a local factory worker during WW2.
It was known that Chapayevsk operated a chemical weapons plant during the Great Patriotic War, and during the War, it was known that many people had fatal accidents or died in that factory, either due to toxic poisoning, chemical fires or other unexplained circumstances.
Elena was a beautiful young woman in her twenties and was betrothed to Alexey Basanov, who worked at the chemical plant. Tragedy fell this young couple though, as reports attest that there was a chemical fire at the plant, and Alexey was one of the many victims that died, just some days before they were to be married.
Unable to cope with the loss of her only love, Elena threw herself infront of a train, wearing the long, white gown that was made for her wedding day by her grandmother.
Elena was buried in the Municipal Cemetery. Witnesses claim that Elena did not pass into the other world because they have seen her ghost roaming the cemetery, and walking along the train tracks, where she died, on numerous occasions.
The first claims of her sightings began back in January 1952, ten years after her death. Since the first sightings, it is said that her ghost appears searching for her lost love.
Whether she finds Alexey in this life or the next is a mystery, but nonetheless it seems that Elena does not want to be forgotten.
When I heard this story I went to Chapayevsk to see if these rumors were indeed true. Needless to say, my own visit to the Municipal Cemetery is something I will not forget in a long time. Although I did not physically see the ghost of Elena, I can attest that I did feel an eerie presence in that cemetery. Whether it was her spirit or not, that is for you to decide.
One thing is for sure, Chapayevsk has many ghost stories waiting to be uncovered
Now it’s is up to you, the reader to decide for yourself.