So you want to hear a real ghost story well I sure have one for you and the
amazing thing about it is the building is still standing. My then two
year old daughter and I moved into the building and made new friend's
with a lady and her daughter who lived upstairs’ from us. Well it all
started with hearing voice's from neighboring apartment's which had no
tenant's it got some what creepy to me. To the point that I hung a rosary
on my daughter's bed the bed cover's never stayed on but were always folded
neatly and hung at the end of her bed. There also was a man that stood
under the street light at night whistling and looking up at our apartment
. I would also hear pacing back and forth in the apt upstairs’ which was used
for storage which my friend and I upon further investigation found packed
wall to wall with furniture no way could a living person have paced back and forth.
Now I'll tell you what happened on the week-end that I kept my brother's so that
my mom and Dad could go out. The kid's had been playing all day long and if
you have kid's you know that they can sure tear up a house. About 8:00 on that
Saturday evening I received a call that my parent's had been in a auto accident
and were on their way home from the hospital. Well I gathered up all the kid's
leaving the apt. in the condition that one would say that it looked like a tornado hit it.
I took my house key's up to my friend as she did not have a phone or TV
so that she could use mine if need be while I was gone.
Dad and Mom were badly bruised and needed me to stay for a few day's to
help out. Upon returning home I went upstairs’ to get my key's from my
friend and went down to my apt. And to my surprise the house was all
cleaned up the shade's were drawn and the light's were on. I went back
upstairs’ to thank my friend for being so thoughtful but she informed me
that she had went down to watch TV one night while I was gone and was
sitting in my chair when she saw a black shadow come out of my closet. It
scared her so bad she left and didn’t return the whole time I was gone.
So who cleaned my apt? After that every time I was gone after dark when I
returned home my light's would be on and my shade's pulled. That's just a few
of the thing's that happened. But I think I'll save the rest for another story. By
the way I found that the building use to be a hotel used by pimp's prostitute’s
and drug addict's before being turned into apt.’s.
