Paulina's Ghost Tales From A Haunted Mall

From Paulina Blart, Mall Security:

Hiya Folks,

Things have been kinda slow over here in the sense that nothing worth posting has happened. We've been extremely busy with stupid people. ie The black Hawaiian chick calling us "haoles" and telling us we're discriminating against her because she's Hawaiian. The little asshole who headbutted a kiosk and his equally asshole like parents who excused it because "he's bipolar." The little fuck that tried to shoulder check me.

Basically just dumb stuff that can be summed up in a sentence.

So in the spirit of Halloween, I've decided to share my run ins with CUSTIES FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE!

As some of you may know, I work the graveyard shift a few times a week by myself.

It didn't used to be that way, I had a partner. The first thing he said to me when he was told I was to be the new graveyard officer was "Do you believe in ghosts?" 

I gave him a funny look "Whhhhhy?" 

He just chuckled and said "You'll see." 

I believe in ghosts but I don't believe everything I hear. I figured it was just a "fuck with the new guy" type of thing.

Every once in a while I would get the feeling of being watched and the hair on the back of my neck would raise. I just chalked it up to being creeped out in a deserted dark mall. 

The first really strange thing that happened was my first black Friday. 

There was only 2 of us on duty and it was around 2am. No one else was coming in until about 5am. I'm out driving in the jeep when I pass our security office.

I glance at the glass door and see someone in a seurity uniform standing in front of the bulletin board.

Normally I would have convinced myself it was just my partner but unfortunately for me, my partner was in the passenger seat. I ask if he saw what I saw. He didn't. 

I decided to investigate since the most likely scenario was that someone came in early.

No one was in the office and our doors have coded locks. I still wasn't convinced. I knew we had a security guard die on the job a few years back, but I still thought my coworkers were just trying to mess with me.

The incident that made me realize something was going on at the mall, happened when I was by myself.

I was in a back hallway that's about 50ft long, checking an electrical room about halfway down the hallway. It was about 330am and I was resecuring the door when I heard what sounded like an elderly mans voice "excuse me, Miss?"

It sounded like it was right behind me and I responded as I was turning around, "Yeah, whats u...?

There was no one behind me and no one in that hallway.

I even ran to the exit to see if I could find anyone. Absolutely no one was out there and even if there was, they would have to be the fastest person alive to make it out the door before I turned around.

One night my partner sounded a little panicked and asked me to come around in the jeep to pick him up from one of the mall doors.

As I was approaching I saw another man next to him. I figured he had found him wandering the mall and needed some help. 

As I was pulling up I looked down to turn off the radio and unlock the door. 

My partner got in and said he "just felt creeped out."

I looked around and asked "where'd that guy go?"

My partner said "What guy?"

Again, there was no where the guy could have gone without bein seen leaving. I tried to convince myself that my partner was trying to mess with me.

After a while, our hours got cut, and there was only one person working the graveyard shift. 

One of my duties is unlocking service doors at 4am.

There was one service door I hated opening.The hallway behind it had no lights and it was a long walk from the jeep. 

Anywho, As I was walking up to this door I smelled the most rank odor.

It was a mixture of porta potty and roadkill. 

I unlocked this door and swing it open. It has a push bar that needs an allen wrench to keep it unlocked.

My key got stuck in the lock on the outside and I looked into the dark hallway.

I swear to this day I saw a black mass darker than the hallway coming towards me. I couldn't tear my eyes away but I was still struggling with this key.

I finally got it unstuck and literally ran back to the jeep, arms waving in the air, screaming and sped off.

This is the one that was the most terrifying and the one that I still get shit for. It was a blizzard. I was by myself. I was sitting in the office and decided to go out for my 1am smoke break.

Now the office door is glass and when its dark outside and light inside you can see your reflection. 

As I was walking out the hair on the back of my neck stood up and I happened to look at my reflection and saw the most horrifying thing I had ever seen. I ran out of the office with my head down and ran into the middle of one of the parking lot. 

I decided there is no fucking way I am going back into that office. 

I reach in my pocket for the jeep keys and realize I left them in the office. So it's a no-go on the jeep.

So I think "okay... you can juat walk around the mall until your relief gets here"

Not a chance.

Mall keys are right next to the jeep keys in the office. 

So I think "That's it I'm fucking quiting. I don't get paid for this freaky ass shit and I think I need a young priest and an old priest"

Oh wait! That's right! My car keys are also in the office. 

I stood out in the snow for 3 hours waiting for my relief to come.

When I first started, stuff like that happened all the time. I think the ghosts of the mall just wanted to mess with the new guy, or it's because construction has stopped. 

It happens very little, now that I've been here for so long or maybe I'm just used to it. I went almost 6 months with nothing strange happening. 

There's still certain places that give me the creeps but nothing I can't handle. Those are just a few things but there are tons more.

Have any of you had ghostly experiences at work?

Happy Halloween everyone!

--Paulina

 

Comments

[Gas Slave Emma]

Oh my gosh, that reminded me of when I used to work for Bullseye.

I was a cart attendant, usually the closer because I was in college, and for a week straight I was closing and we didn't get out till after midnight (And I didn't get done pushing carts in until all the lights were off outside but the two "safety lights"). The first two days of that week were fine, nothing happened. The third day, I kept hearing laughter, but I chalked it up to the fact that I had my walkie hanging around my neck and my coworkers were goofy. The fourth day I had a distinct feeling that I was being watched (our bullseye was right next to the freeway, with big fences covering three sides, and there were only staff cars in the lot at the time, no one but me actually out there.)

The fifth day was when it actually happened. I was gathering carts in damn near knee deep snow and I heard this terrifying shrill scream. I turned to look and there was this woman standing in the snow, covered in blood. I started screaming and started shouting codes into the walkie (ohshithurtpersonoutherehalpme!!!!!) And when I blinked, she was gone. I looked closer and there were no footprints where she'd been standing. I canceled the code and when asked later I dismissed it as me being overtired.

She appeared, screaming, there for two more nights. Both nights I called a code, both nights I had to call off said code because she was gone.

When I did some research I found out that a woman had been raped and murdered in her house years before, and her house was right behind the bullseye store I worked at.

[Mistress Macha]

I work in a political shop/office thing (a political party uses it as its offices but it also has a little shop attached, more than a little odd but whatever) and I've had some creepy experiences there when I've been alone, and sometimes when there's been a few of us there.

For one, we had a really crappy old CCTV system in the front shop so that when it was quiet, we could all be sitting in the office at the back (we had a buzzer system on the front door, so you had to press a button for us to buzz you in if you wanted to shop. We got so many dumbasses who would just shoulder ram the door over and over swearing when they couldn't open it, completely ignoring the huge 'Press Here!' sign over the buzzer. Anyway, I digress.) So, the monitor was in back in the office and sometimes you'd catch a flicker of a shadow moving across the shop, but when you glanced up it'd be gone... and when we played back the tapes from overnight, you could sometimes see distinct shadow shapes moving around from time to time. It was creepy ass to say the least.

We also have a guy who we think may be a former activist who just doesn't know when to quit, in that sometimes if you're working lateish and, say, pop out back to the loo (yes, sucky toilet facilities but they are CUSTOMER FREE) when you're opening the door to go back from the office into the shop, or vice versa, you sometimes feel something force its way past you to get in first. He also wanders around upstairs sometimes, or at least we think it's him.

And the final, creepiest one..... I'm out back in the kitchen washing up, and once I finish up drying I head into the back office room (between the kitchen and the shop.) So, as I reach back and flip off the kitchen light, the reflection of the inside of the room is replaced by a view of the dark outside yard, which is essentially a dead-end 3ft by 5ft space surrounded by a 7ft wall with our heating tank and fuse box on one side....

...And there is a man out there staring straight back at me.

I just about pissed my pants.

Anyway, so I turned and legged it out of the shop and across the road to the taxi depot (cool guys there) and burst in yelling about intruders and serial killers (yes, too much Criminal Minds, my bad.) I ended up making two of the guys come back with me to check it out, and of course there's nothing there as no one could possibly be there. It's a completely enclosed space with no way in or out besides the locked door between it and the kitchen. Nonetheless... I know I saw something there. It was seriously creepy.

And I'm curious now, Paulina... what did you see in the reflection?

[Tina]

When I worked at a nursing home you kinda always had ghosts on your mind because so many people have died there over the years.
Well one Christmas we had a tree up in the dining room and a present for all the residents underneath it. During breakfast we were giving the presents out and taking pictures of the residents as they opened them. When the film was developed we were going through them and there were people we didn't recognize in the background of some of the shots. This one nurse that had been there for, like, 15 years told us that that's so and so. He died like 5 years ago. That was some crazy shit.
Also we would here a phantom bell ringing. A resident would use a regular little bell instead of the call lights but this dude was also dead. But sometimes you'd still hear that bell.
One time this old lady died on my shift. Turns out I was the last one to see her alive. The next day I was in the room getting the other lady up and dressed when I hear something hit the ground. I don't see anything until I open the door to the hallway and the dead womans nameplate had falled off the wall. I mean, this thing is screwed in and it just randomly falls off the wall while I'm in the room the day after she dies.
Some other creepy things happened too but thats enough to give you an idea of what happened to me there.

[N/A]

I don't recall anything ever happening at work but I've seen plenty of supposedly impossible stuff in my time. I currently have a very mischievous ghost hanging around but he's not so bad, you just need to be strict with him. He likes to hide paperwork mostly.

He once hid my son's medical form for school. I spent a couple of weeks looking everywhere for that thing then I decided just to pony up the $5 for a new copy. I got to the office, grabbed my purse from the trunk which was empty except from an umbrella tucked in to the side, and went inside to pick up the new copy. Got back to the car, opened the trunk to put my purse back, and found the old form sitting unfolded right in the center of the trunk.

Another time I was looking for instructions for a kid's science kit. We couldn't find them anywhere so I did some googling and found them online. Just as I found them my son walked through to the living room and said "oh, there they are mom!" They were lying in the middle of the living room floor. There's no way they were there before, I keep a tidy house and I'd just vacuumed the floor less than an hour before.

Now if I can't find something I just ask and it usually shows up within a couple of minutes.

[crafty cashier]

When I worked at a gym that was in a historic building (one that Milton Hershey built for the community), there were at least two ghosties. There was one that just festered in the weight room, that pushed me into the corner of the brick wall, scratching my glasses and giving me a black eye... and there was one that just messed with people. He followed me around when I closed, and unlocked all the doors I locked as I was walking away (very slowly sometimes, he usually stopped when I gave him an eyebrow), and often hid my things while I wasn't looking. I heard he liked to mess with lady's undergarments as well, which is why I'm assuming he was a he. I also heard footsteps around me when I closed up the pool area, which stayed very close to the way it was when Milton Hershey built it.
I liked the sneaky one though, he was silly and I didn't feel so alone.

[Former Slave]

When I was in high school I briefly worked fast food. One night I was staying with the manager after everyone else had left, and decided to clean a few extra things while I waited for her. We had a swinging door separating the area I was in from a hallway, and as I was about to push through the door with my hands full, it swung open by itself and stayed that way until I had walked through (rather cautiously, at that). I knew it was only supposed to be myself and the manager in the building and looked around for anyone else before going to her office. When I told her what had happened she told me, "Oh, that's just our ghost. Don't worry, he's nice." One other time a door opened for me when my hands were full, but I only worked there a couple of weeks, so I never saw any other paranormal activity.

[NyxErebus]

EEEeeeeeeeeeeepppppp! *hides under the blankets with a mega fluffy stuffed bunny* T_T you guys are all giving me the creeps with your ghost stories (is the world's biggest scaredy cat about spooky stuff and horror stories)

[Deathstare]

I used to work the 12 a.m. to 8 a.m. shift in the bakery at a Kroger store. I was alone until around 7. Some of the other employees told me when I started that the bakery was haunted by a little boy.
One morning I was busy making doughnuts and pastries when I heard three loud raps on the metal wall next to the oven. There was no one else around at the time. I have no idea what it was, it only happened that one time. I never told anyone about it.
I'm curious too, Paulina. What did you see?

[Mandy]

We're pretty sure we have a ghost at my store. I work in this tiny little specialty clothing shop in a mall. You'd think a mall would be a weird place to be haunted, but I swear we are. Though why a ghost would want to haunt a maternity clothing shop is beyond me. The annunciator for the front entrance goes off every couple of minutes, even with no one there. We thought at first that it was from people walking too close to the entrance, but it goes off even when there's no one anywhere close. When someone actually walks in, it only goes off about half the time.

We also get weird phone calls. Sometimes we'll get several in a day, sometimes we won't get any for a week. We pick up and there's dead air for a few seconds, then static like the person on the other end hung up.

The third thing is the cigarette smell. I'll randomly smell cigarettes sometimes. I don't smoke and neither does anyone in my family, so it's not anything from me. I won't see any customers for hours and I'll be putting stuff away and just get the strongest smell of cigarettes. I think our ghost was a smoker.

Now stories about my HOUSE would take all day to tell! It's haunted like crazy.

[Kunoichi Cook]

This past summer, I worked in a facility that took care of adults with disabilities. There were places notorious for ghost activity because people had died. My best friend also worked there and told me stories. The one laundry room was supposedly haunted because it was right next to the bedroom where this one lady died the previous year. I had heard so many stories about shit going down back there, I planted a camera back there and left it there for like 10 minutes, but still didn't see anything. I've had funny feelings being back there, seen lights flickering and such, but nothing more than that. My coworker said when he worked in a different house, a pencil went flying past his head and hit the opposite wall (of course he never could come up with an explanation for that one - I didn't believe him and thought he was trying to scare the new girl but he swore his life on it) and that the one shower would randomly turn on to a light flow by itself - also very difficult to explain. Another coworker from another house swore she heard footsteps upstairs when she was downstairs cleaning. She thought it was the house manager coming in early but when she investigated, no one was there. In that same house, I did hear footsteps on the staircase at like 2 in the morning. I went to investigate to see if one of the residents had gotten up. Nothing. I had never really seen much else, but then again I didn't work very much in the houses that were particularly notorious for shit going on, and I very rarely worked by myself.

I'm more apt to believe that things like this can be explained by things like paranoia (I've got a mental disorder and have actually hallucinated on very rare occasions to the point where I've seen things and heard noises. Most of what I've read here, however, can't be explained, unless we've all got paranoid schizophrenia. -.-;;

[Katharine]

What did you see in the reflection?
"As I was walking out the hair on the back of my neck stood up and I happened to look at my reflection and saw the most horrifying thing I had ever seen. I ran out of the office with my head down and ran into the middle of one of the parking lot."

You say it's horrifying, but not what it is. Care to share?

[Gas Slave Emma]

I have to add this. Tonight I was locking up and getting ready to leave and everything, and the last thing I have to do every night is lock the cash drawer in our back office- after the lights are out and everything (don't ask why, I've yet to get a straight answer). But this time when I went back there, the lights flickered on and off (I was the only one there, so it couldn't have been a prank) and then the computer turned on and immediately BSOD'd. Needless to say I freaked out and ran for the front.

And then my alarm code wouldn't work.

[kenzie.]

I used to be a volunteer Historical Re-enactor (sp?), and that house was haunted like crazy. It went from being a house that was lived in to a vacant house that homeless people lived in in the winter, to a frat house, back to being restored to it's original state.

Anyway, at least 3 of the original family members died in there, and at least one pledge of alcohol poisoning, and weird shit would happen.

I worked primarily in the kitchen, and they would move stuff around so you couldn't find it, especially "modern conveniences". I remember them hiding all of the matches, lighters, and newspapers that made starting the fire easier. If you asked nicely they would put them back somewhere odd so you had to search for them. I remember finally finding the matches up in the rafters one time (that was a PITA to get down....) They would also throw things--I remember seeing a hunting knife we knew belonged to the head of the household thrown at a wall directly across from an empty seat in the kitchen. A lot of the time in the morning when we would open everything up and the beds would be messed up and there would be clothing on the floor next to the beds.

A lot of the stuff that happened seemed like them either going throughout everyday life or mocking us for pretending to be them. That's how I think of them hiding the matches--they were pissed because we were pretending to be them, but we were cheating at it, so they hid them so we would have to do it the authentic way with a flint, steel, charcloth, and frayed rope.

[WMDKitty]

I live in a lovely town that -- I swear to Basement Cat -- is right on top of a fucking Hellmouth. Of course, that just might be the thousands of pissed off Chinese ghosts in the abandoned mines under the town.

The funniest part is, 99% of the people here have a Weirdness Censor that's in full force.
(http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WeirdnessCensor) "It's just the wind..."

[iwasthewalrus]

I also used to work in a nursing home, so we got some pretty weird stuff. Our main ghost is named Marjorie, although no one knows why. Marjorie does things like opening the elevator doors on random floors, among other things. One time when I was walking down the hall alone, I felt someone grab my shoulder. Of course, once I turned around, no one was there. That was probably the freakiest thing. Marjorie is a very friendly ghost, so it's all ok. Spooky, though!

[Terah]

We have a ghost at my store. We call him the Man in the Blue Shirt. He's a native american man who wears a blue shirt. I have a LOT of stories about him. He's usually quiet, but if you say you don't believe he's there, he'll make himself known. He throws cigarettes off the shelves, and he once nearly caused a severe accident with a co-worker who we later found out was stealing from the store.

[Hellbound Alleee]

I don't have any ghosts, anywhere, but I do have a really good imagination, bad eyesight due to diabetes, and a tendency to hallucinate. I also understand pretty much everything I see that's weird, like double reflections, multi-light exposure shadows, old rolls of film, the way sound carries and the way my brain can turn a dark spot into a little blue man. I still have all the fun of seeing ghosts, and none of the fear.

[Wolfycat]

Smosh doesn't have a ghost or anything, but my college does. Allegedly. It was founded to educate emancipated slaves. Then they switched to the present location about 10 years later. Over the years it's gone through a hell of a lot construction to be able to accommodate the growing number of students. I've heard that the ghost of the original president can be seen in the building where my counselor's office is. I'm like meh. I've never heard anything specific about it.

But a couple blocks down from the school is this awesome mom & pop soul food/cajun food diner. Once me and my fella were the only custys in there and we were discussing what we should do for Halloween. Then the owner lady said they had a ghost at the diner. She said sometimes pots and pans would rattle, she'd see shadows, and get random chills.

I kinda have one for myself. I went with my mom to one of the museums downtown. My mom was in the restroom and I was completely alone in this one exhibit. I was reading a plaque on the wall and I thought I saw this kid dancing in the corner by me. I turned to smile at the kid, except there wasn't anyone there. :-S

[Tamichu]

I actually just had a creepy ghost story from last night :x I don't know whether it was my co-worker trying to freak me out, but some weird stuff happened...
First, I heard some weird thumping. I thought it was just the ice machine dropping ice, but when I asked co-worker about it, he said it didn't drop. Freaky. So this happens a couple more times, and at this point I'm thinking, ok maybe it's the heater on the roof! Yeah, that's it! Co-worker has also heard noise, so I know *I'm* not crazy. So then, we both hear this weird noise, like something small hitting something else. I was cleaning the fry station, so I thought I hit something with my headset. But try as I might, I could reproduce the sound! Co-worker wanders out to the lobby, to find a pair of scissors next to a divider we have. Wtf? Those WERE NOT there earlier. For one, I had one kid sweep & mop out there, and they were on one of the small carpets we vacuum & roll up, so he would've seen them. For two, I had a couple custys come in, did my coupons up front, and had been up front really for a big chunk of the night. They. Were. Not. There!
So I'm sufficiently freaked out now. I keep seeing random reflections, which in itself is not abnormal, as we have a lot of windows and other reflective surfaces, but I can pretty much figure out what all the reflections are. Some of the ones that happened last night were either "corner of your eye" reflections that your brain will blow out of proportion cos you're freaked out, orrrr something else was there.
Now, the last thing that happened. We're closed, I'm done up front, I'm in the back counting money. Co-worker calls me, "Hey, Tamichu, the floor is wet up here!" First I'm thinking, ok, maybe there's a bit of grease on the ground since he's by the fryers. Nope, it's water. Well, he was using the water spray bottle, so maybe he accidentally sprayed the ground. Then how did it get on the lip of the ceiling, and on the opposite side of it from where he was?
Supposedly, we do have a ghost & his name is Harry, so I told Harry I believed in him, and he didn't have to keep giving me signs. The ceiling lip only got wet once more after that, and then nothing else.
So did I really get a sign from Harry that he was real? I guess... He's not a bad ghost from what I've heard, he's just there. *shrug*

[Tarat]

Paulina, what'd you see in your reflection??

I love ghost stories, but sadly don't really have any amazing one's for myself.

I have gone to a local cemetery after dark and taken pictures there. Didn't turn up anything.

My church is really old and one time I was in the sanctuary on the 2nd floor getting some books. All the doors on the floor were closed and I was in the pulpit(where the preacher stands) I looked up and a huge gust of wind hit me and nearly blew me back. I didn't hear the A/C turn on so I don't think it was that, and I would have heard if a door had opened(causing a change in pressure and air movement) because the doors are impossible to open quietly. so I dunno what it was. Scared me though...I got outta there fast.

[Self Scan Queen]

There is no ghost at my store: it was only built about 10 years ago on what used to be marshland/forest, like everything in my end of town. My house used to be in the middle of nowhere...I digress.

But at my university, is an insanely haunted residence/classroom building. We call her the Blue Nun. (A clue for anyone, I heard it was one of the most haunted places in North America) I don't live in it, I live in the res next door and my apartment for next year is on the other side, but I have a friend who lived there. I'm not sure what happened, but she was terrified to step out of her room after quiet hours began.

[Riferous]

I think I know what she saw in the reflection. It was herself... IN A WAL MART SMOCK!

[trekkiebabe31]

I don't have any work ghost stories but a few years ago I lived in an apartment complex where I made a good friend with one of my neighbors. One night we're watching Practical Magic at her place when her window, which is thick and actually two windows, slides up! I looked at my neighbor and she said "Oh yeah, I have a ghost living here".

[NC Tony]

No ghost stories, but I wanna know what she saw in the reflection!

[Humor_Me]

When I worked at the vet's office, I would get there in the morning and open up, start feeding and cleaning in the cat room, and answer the phone before the vet's wife/receptionist would get there. People had a bad habit of coming in the "out" door (which was the only one unlocked before the clinic officially opened) which only had a set of three bells with a dangler in the middle so I had to listen carefully (with the sound of cats meowing, dogs barking, dishes clanging, etc.) for the out door bells and the phone as well.

In the winter, the vet and his wife hadn't gotten there yet, and I had gotten there early so I would have time to shovel the walk as soon as I got there (which I did). I heard the out door bells dangle and the door close, so I went out of the cat room and into the front office only to find that no one was there! Now, this had happened before, but I had always chalked it up to mixing all the sounds up with the barking, metal dishes, meowing, etc. The only thing that finally convinced me that I had been visited by a ghost was that there was a fresh layer of light snow over what I had shoveled, AND the dangler in the middle was still moving!

I also lived in a haunted house for 11 years, but it wasn't until I moved to a new house and got the internet and for the fun of it one Halloween looked up ghost sightings that I finally realized all of the weird things that had happened at our house were likely ghost related. When you live with a house full of animals and children, you tend to blame one or the other ;-)

[Paulina Blart]

Okay, ya'll are gonna think I'm crazy butwhen I looked up in my reflection I saw a very large figure not more than 2 feet behind me. I only saw the bottom half of it because I put my head back down and ran out the door. I refused to look at its face. It wasn't a person and it had animal like legs 3x the size of mine. The part that makes no one believe me about it is the fact that the legs were red. yes like the devil. I know its really far fetched and if it didnt happen to me, I wouldn't believe it.

[Future Retal Slave]

@ Paulina: Well, I doubt any sane person, and they way you present yourself is very sane, would wait 3 hours in the snow if they could rationalize what they saw that scared the hell out of them, so I'm inclined to believe you simply for that. It could have been a demon, or maybe a spirit playing a VERY tasteful joke, who knows?

No verifiable ghost stories here though.

[Wolfycat]

Okay, THAT is freaky. And then after I read that, I happened to look up and out my bay window. It's pitch black outside and I saw yellow glowy eyes looking in at me. No snout or anything, just eyes. EEP! Blinds down and doors dead-bolted! Not to mention having a lamp on all night :-P

[Future Retal Slave]

Sorry, that last one should be a very tactless joke.

[Future Retal Slave]

Alright, it's removing U N from my posts. Huh... It's supposed to be u-n-tactful, not tactful.

[Lori]

The library I work at is haunted. I haven't seen "the man in brown pants", but others have. One of my coworkers has seen a spirit named Violet. The latest ghosts I personally experienced.

We used to have to take turns going in on Sundays (when we are closed) to empty our outside drop box. It was my turn and I was unloading the box when I heard the squeak of feet from the floor above us. Now, we NEVER hear squeaks from the hundreds of people that tromp around there during the week, but I dismissed the sound and kept working. Then I heard a child's voice say, "Mommy?" followed by indistinguishable mumbling. This happened twice. I yelled upstairs to see if anyone was there and the place was completely empty.

My current home is haunted and I also lived in a truly scary one when I was younger. The entity who lived with us now is completely benign. We also have an animal spirit that gets on the bed with me and our cats at night. The animal doesn't bother anyone either.

[WMDKitty]

I occasionally catch the ghost of my dead Siamese cat, at my parents house. It happens less, now that they have Gracie, but the whole time we were cat-less, I'd be seeing Andy, and sometimes even heard her purr.

[Jmonkeh]

@Terah - "he once nearly caused a severe accident with a co-worker who we later found out was stealing from the store"

THERE'S a story that'd be interesting to hear....

@Paulina - Yeahhh, as has been said, if you spent 3 hours in the dark, in the snow, it's at least fair to say that something gave you a pretty damn big scare. You're braver than me, by the way. I'd have packed up my shit and left after the invisible old man voice.

[Humor_Me]

@WMDKitty: When I temporarily lived in a 1 bedroom apartment that was part of a converted in in Connecticut, I was laying in bed one night and my son was sleeping on the futon in the other main room with my service dog. I felt a cat jump up on the end of the bed, then walk towards the top. At the time, we didn't have a cat! I chickened out and called the dog in to sleep with me.

I have had a lot of cats in my life, so I wouldn't have known if it was one of mine or one that belonged to the inn, and it never happened again.

[righteothen]

Oh man, I have so many. There was the guy who was in one of the houses I lived in when I was a kid. He was really friendly, often making his presence known even more when my dad was gone, like he was watching over us until "the man of the house" returned. Only thing was, he hated turn tables. If we got a new one, he would throw something at it, or break it in another fashion. Other than that he was really friendly, like covering people up when they were asleep friendly. The one in my closet, though, was not so nice. Never did anything that I can remember except stare at me though my clothing (I didn't have doors). I think the friendly one kept her in check, but I can't be certain.

There was the one that lived in an apartment in Oregon, though, that was scary. Never could make them out all the way, but you could always feel them outside the windows looking in, on the second story. Kinda just a dark blob.

Another apartment we lived in had a woman that would climb up the stairs every morning at about 2:30am. You could kinda see her, just a see-though presence like light was distorted. She would walk up the stairs, go to my mom's bedroom, look in for a few minutes, and then go back down the stairs. Found out later that a woman had died in that room, one of the previous tenants. Stuff also went missing all the time, like rings and watches.

Another house had something outside the windows, too. Scariest feeling ever. It kinda felt like a burglar or something that meant you harm was right outside the room, and you could feel him and his intent, but you couldn't see him. He was there almost every night.

My mom's place has the previous owner in it. He died on the footsteps to the house, and you can hear him walk up and down the hallways, rattling the doors like he's making sure he's locked up for the night.

[Tutor Stupor]

No ghost stories from work here, but I do live in a haunted house. :)

Paulina, that is freaking terrifying! No wonder you took off running!

[Timekeeper's Twit]

My high school was haunted. It is believed that it was cursed by the kid who died the first day the school was ever opened. He got hit on a major street that surrounds the school.

There were random power outages that would cut off only one section of the school at a time, especially the arts/theater section, and at least one person has died every year. Once including a teacher.

It's the curse of my high school.

[JB]

We had a ghost at the restaurant I worked at over the summer. He'd apparently been a regular there, named Percy.
All sorts of random stuff would happen.
First off, there was a certain type of scotch he always drank. All of our scotch was on the top shelf, and the bartenders would push them all back at the end of each night so that they were touching the back wall. And every single morning, his scotch would be pulled to the front of the shelf, sometimes so far up that it was nearly falling off the shelf.
He also likes to randomly turn up the music in the bar, on occasion. One particular night, the bartender was out on the patio & there were only 2 people in the bar, and all of a sudden the music was blaring, turned up as loudly as possible.
Our manager's office used to be in the basement, and apparently one night after closing he was in there doing paperwork & the lights in the hallway were off. He looked up & they were on, then when he looked out again they had been turned back off.
Sometimes when you're in the basement you can hear men's dress shoes walking around on the hardwood upstairs, even though nobody is up there.
And lastly? One day my manager was in the upstairs office on the phone, then hung up to make another phone call. She couldn't, though, because the line was busy, and the phone indicated the phone in use was the one in the basement office. She went down to see if maybe the chef was using the phone, but no, it was just off the hook, sitting face-up on the desk.
Percy was always super friendly, sometimes he even turned lights on for you. Regardless, it was always terrifying to go down to the basement when the lights were off.

[Ivy]

I've never actually seen a ghost, but I have had several instances where I'm alone somewhere (walking down the street, in a hotel bathroom, etc.) and I'll get a sudden and inexplicable activation of my fight-or-flight response. It happened once when I was in England visiting my family, and I was using the toilet in a hotel in Bath. I was alone in the room, but as soon as I walked in I got this weird creepy feeling that put up the hairs on the back of my neck. And yes, it probably could have just been general heebie-jeebies, but I've used the bathroom at a gas station at 11:30 at night without so much as a jitter. Then when I was drying my hands, all of a sudden my adrenaline went into hyperdrive, my throat closed up, and I ran out without thinking. This has happened many times before- it's never more than a sense of I-need-to-get-out-of-here.
Actually, I have had a more concrete encounter with a ghost, come to think of it. We got my first cat when I was two, and he was with us until I was about 16. For months after he died, I would sometimes be lying awake at night and I swear my bed would creak and then I would hear a cat purring next to me. It freaked me out the first time but then I got used to it and it was rather comforting. Also, occasionally the plastic streamers I had pinned to the cork board above my bed would rattle like something was playing with them. I don't hear any of this anymore, so if it was my sweet kitty then I hope it means he's passed on, or whatever it is that dead people do.
I did have a scare at another "haunted" hotel in York called the Golden Fleece which made me laugh at myself. This hotel prided itself in being the most haunted building in York, which, needless to say, made it very difficult to sleep at night. The hotel had a very sweet but shy German Shepard who I took a liking to, but I could never coax him over to where I could pet him. He only came close when I wasn't looking. One morning I was standing alone in the hallway reading on the walls about the different ghosts that were supposed to haunt the hotel, and I was just reading the accounts of visitors encountering a ghost dog when this cold wet nose touched my hand. I'm not a screamer, but I jumped about a foot in the air. I looked over and there was the hotel's dog, looking up at me apologetically. My mum and I laughed over that one for ages.

[Ivy]

Hah. I should have knocked on wood in the previous post when I said I had never had a concrete encounter with a ghost.
So, I work in a biotech lab. It's not some super-pretentious job... I wash dishes and split cells and weigh mice and that sort of thing. It pays my tuition and plus, seeing the mice always gives me a happy. ^^
But I have recently begun to suspect that the lab is haunted. At first it was nothing concrete... I would think I heard the back door opening when I was in the autoclave room, and occasionally I head clicks and creaks when I was alone. That's not unusual in a lab... we have various instruments that click to themselves and the centrifuge makes funky noises when it's not quite balanced. So, nothing that I particularly thought much of... until a few days ago. I was sitting at my desk, and the closest person to me was my coworker who was sitting two desks away. I was minding my own business... when I felt a finger stroke my shoulder blade. I know, it could have been a muscle spasm, but this didn't feel like a spasm. It felt like somebody wanted to get my attention. Of course, I told my coworker and creeped the hell out of him. XD
The next time was weird. I was bending over, sticking tubes in the fridge, and my supervisor was standing right behind me. Then I felt somebody poke me in my lower back. I turned around and asked my supervisor "Did you just poke me??" and she gave me this really weird look and said "No...". Keep in mind that she's like 50, so she's not really a practical joker. So, weird. It doesn't really scare me, because as ghostly encounters go, I can deal with a few pokes here and there.

[Permafacepalm]

Fuck Guys it's nearly 12am here and I'll never fuckin sleep now. I looked in comments to write this and fuckin pissed myself even more. I cried reading about the cart pusher seen raped lady ghost.

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