3rd Shift Same Hospital By Ambi (5 stories) (30 posts) (the author is a young adult) Date: 2008-06-18 Country: United States State: Ohio I worked 2nd shift for almost seven months. It was actually a terrible shift due to trying to have a life outside of work. 3pm to 11pm, 5 days a week was really taking a toll on my free time. So I asked about and accepted a 3rd shift position. Three 12 hour shifts. 6pm to 6am. I knew that switching like that was going to be a life style change but with 3 days on and 4 days off I was willing to try it out for a while. One night again I left to go outside for a "smoke break." This time it was almost midnight, and I had already had an awkward feeling since the beginning of the shift. I walked the 10th floor first to see if I could find a nurse or a tech to go out with me, but the ones who smoked seemed to have already taken their breaks, or were just too busy with new admit patients to go out then. So again by myself, I got in the elevator and headed to the first floor. The ride down was fine, nothing exciting seemed to happen. I walked the long dark hall ways, past the cafeteria, and the gift shop. I made my way through the ER, headed toward the only "night exit." As I started to pass the security station, the guard stopped me, and asked "where did the nurse you were walking with go?" A little unsure by what he was asking, I told him that I had been alone since I left the 10th floor. Then he told me that on the security cameras he saw me exit the elevator with a nurse wearing a white dress, and a small hat on her head. I said maybe that was someone else that got off the elevator close to the time I did, and he assured me that it was me that he saw, and he even pointed out how I stopped in front of the gift shop and looked into the window for a quick second. A little surprised I said "maybe she was a ghost nurse," and I let out a little chuckle. He laughed thinking I was joking, and he said that he was only curious because he had not seen any one dressed in clothes she was wearing before, and that as I entered the back way into the ER and then came into the waiting area that he thought he would be able to see her in her attire in person. I sort of shrugged my shoulders and told him that I had indeed been by myself, and that I wished that I could have seen what he thought he saw. He motioned for me to come behind the booth, and he (in front of me) rewound the tape in the recorder, and played it back for me from the time I got off the elevator. On the tape no nurse was present, but there was a lightly glowing object of what appeared to be the shape of slimly built human, and it stayed with me walking the same pace I walked through the trip, even as I stopped at the gift shop. The man was freaking out telling me that he knows what he saw and that the glowing object was the nurse. That she was walking with me right in it's place. So, I don't really know, but believing in what I do I can't say that she wasn't there, and the glowing affirmation if you will, was certainly there. I never feel like I'm alone there. But as long as there is no harm to me I don't mind too much. 115 Years Old Slave House Haunted By Tiffany Mauldin Date: 2007-03-24 Country: United States State: Ohio It all started when my best friend moved to a new house right behind a post office. The first time I went there was at her birthday party. The first thing she did was tell us the story of the house. It turns out that the house was 115 years old, at least. It had slave passage ways, most boarded up, but one, the one that went through her closet and connected her room to her step-sister's room was still open. Now, this was a few years ago. I was around 10 or 11, and I'd never had a ghost experience before. We stayed up late that night, me and around 5 or 6 other girls, along with my best friend's older sister, Codi. We told ghost stories until late, then snuck down to get some candy to last us through the rest of the night. Sarah's parents were both asleep on the couch when we snuck by, and were still asleep when we made it upstairs and crowded into her step-sister's tiny bedroom, filled with junk because she didn't live there very often. We were discussing what we were going to do for the rest of the night, when Shelly, one of the girls, declared she was dressing up as a spy and went into the bathroom. We started to argue over what we were going to do, when we heard movement in Sarah's room next to us. Thinking it was Shelly, I went out to tell her to get out of Sarah's room. The exact moment I stepped out, the bathroom door opened and Shelly came out. She said she heard someone walking around in the bedroom. I told her we thought it was her. When I walked back into the room, people had their ears pressed against the closet door, listening through the slave passage. But when we walked in to grab our sleeping bags, because we weren't sleeping in there after that, and the lights were still off, there was nobody there. The only living, breathing souls in that room at the time were Sarah's two rats. Sarah moved away not long after. Angry Whispers By gracelizzie (1 stories) (0 posts) (the author is a young adult) Date: 2014-05-27 Country: United States State: Ohio I'm quite fond of paranormal things but I personally have never encountered anything as creepy as this night was in my uncle's brother's house/farm. I don't live in Ohio but I was just spending a couple days up there for a vacation where I would leave the next day to go home. This house was quite old and rickety (fashioned) and there were only 2 bedrooms in the entire house, but we all decided to sleep on mattresses together. But I can tell you as soon as you walk into this home, you get a weird feeling like you shouldn't be there. I couldn't even walk down to the basement without feeling a cold presence as if you were going to be locked down in one of the rooms down there. My aunt and uncle fell asleep on their own mattress and my brother fell asleep on his little one. I lied there cold and awake like an insomniac. I had wanted to go home really bad but I wanted to sleep. I was dozing off looking at the blinds on the window from a little glare off the moon, when suddenly I see a light from outside ride by it as if a car were going down the road. I had gotten nervous at that fact because we were out in the woods and right outside that window was the patio and pool. I clenched my eyes and tried to ignore it. Ten minutes later, I felt something whisper in my ear calling my name and saying "get out". I cried in my pillow until I fell asleep. I told my aunt the next morning about what happened and she thought maybe the patio light had gone on and off really fast and maybe I was hearing things just cause I was tired. In 1986 a family moved to Wellington Ohio and purchased what was known as the mcdermott house from Oberlin college. colonel mcdermott was on general Pershing's staff in wwi. When he came home he took a job a chauffeur to the mark Hanna (the king maker) family in Cleveland. Mr. Hanna built our home in Wellington in 1870 to serve as his ''country home''. One thing led to another and Mr. Hanna's daughter-in-law divorced his son married colonel mcdermott and in 1923 received the highest divorce settlement in us history up to that point which included the country home. She and the colonel moved to Wellington along with her five children from her first marriage my oldest son Justin was between two and three years old when while on a walk with his mom he grabbed her hand and said ''do you want to see where my friend lives? '' that certainly piqued terri's curiosity. She said ''ok'' and Justin led her into the cemetery. He pulled her back to a far corner and said ''he lives right here. '' it was colonel mcdermott's cemetery plot ( they remember that Justin was too young to know how to read). Justin told terri that the nice man frequently came to his bedroom during the afternoon when he was supposed to be napping. He would tell Justin stories and play soldiers with him. There's no way I could not believe in ghosts after this experience. |