👻 Ghost Stories

I work at a call center in BGC and been with the company for 10 years. When I was a newbie the building itself, including the facilities, were amazing. 

As an agent I work late hours and hardly get some sleep. Luckily our company has a relaxing sleeping quarters on every floors where I take my nap every lunch. Only a few agent uses the sleep rooms at that time. Since the company just recently started to operate, there were only few employees at the every floors. But what I experienced in the 18th floor sleep room still haunts me up until this moment. 

I was ready to go home at 3am but decided to stay in the office because it's too early and dangerous to go out. There were a lot of reported hold-up and snatching outside the office, that is why I decided to wait until the sun rises. I was alone at the sleeping quarters; there were 7 bunk beds and I chose the middle bunk bed because there is a socket where I can charge my phone. 

When I closed my eyes a blur image run from my left side which startled me, I opened my eyes to check there is no one there. I tried to sleep but again that image run, this time on the right side of the bed, I quickly opened my eyes just to see nothing. I was scared to death but as they say be scared of the living because they can do you harm but the dead will not, so I opened all the lights in the room and was able to sleep. 

I heard my alarm ringing but I can't move. My eyes are half opened and I saw 2 janitors opened the door and check if the room is clean. I tried shouting for help but no noise came out of my mouth until the janitor left. I kept on shouting "Help! Help! Help!" but they cannot hear me and they closed the door and turned off the lights. 

After they left I saw the blur image standing at the bottom right side of my bed next to my feet, and the image started getting clearer and clearer. It was a guy wearing barong (Philippine national dress for men) and black slacks and his feet is 3 inches above the floor. His face is still blurry but I noticed that the left side of his face was distorted and unrecognizable. Tears were running down at the right side of his face and he was sobbing. I can even see his shoulder shaking up and down but I cannot hear him. I started praying and the image started to disappear. I was able to move my body again. I stood up and run outside the sleep room and promised not to sleep alone in that room again. 

I asked my friends who were hired earlier than I was if there were any reported ghosts sightings in the building. They said that there are some and started telling me a story about an accident. It happened 2 months after the building was occupied, when an agent fell from the 18th floor down. They said that the elevator door opened but there were no elevator car. The agent was busy texting and didn't notice it that's why he went in and fell down to his demise. They said that when the body was retrieved, the person's face was badly distorted and his left eyes popped out of his shattered skull. It was a grim sight and some of the employees who saw the body got traumatized and resigned because of the fear that it may happen to them. 

I started to get chills all over my body. I told them about what happened to me in the sleeping quarters and everyone was shook. Maybe that guy wants to say something that's why his spirit still haunts the building. I pray for his soul and hope that he finds peace.  👻

If you have ever been to or lived in Colorado Springs you've probably heard the story about the haunted Gold Camp Road tunnels, there are a total of three tunnels up there. 

If anyone has been here or experienced something I would love to hear your stories.  👻

Look, to be entirely honest I still have no idea why or what it was so let's start. This is also relatively short. 

I have a bad past. My old stepfather was an alcoholic and mental abuser. Please don't pity me, but it relates a bit to the story. 

When I was five or six we lived with my scary stepdad Jeff and my bathroom was right across from my bedroom with about 5 or 6 foot hallway in the middle. It was a straight shot and with both doors open, from my bed I could see in the bathroom. 

One day I went to the bathroom early afternoon while my mom, in a robe, went downstairs to make coffee. My mom is blonde, which is important. So I finish and I come out of the bathroom but I get a bad feeling so I stop short in the hallway, looking straight into my room. 

Out of my peripherals I see a blonde-haired woman in a white robe standing by the banister to the stairs, staring at me. Now I'm thinking that can't be mom she's downstairs so I'm freaking out so I did a stupid thing but remember I'm 5-6. I called out, "Mom, Mom is that you, Mom?" It doesn't move, it doesn't look like it has a face but I'm scared, so scared. 

So not knowing what to do I run into my room, wait a minute and go back out to hear mom asking me why I slammed the door from the bottom of the stairs, in a black robe. 

After that I always heard walking and scratching in my room walls and attic cause, of course I had the attic room. I also one time heard my name being whispered when no one was there. 

I'm no longer in that house but it still baffles and scares me today. I think because of it I've always been sensitive to the supernatural. I now can read energies and feel spirits and other things I wish to not say. I also always thought that it was my stepdad's fault all the paranormal stuff happened in that house, maybe his bad energies attracted bad stuff I don't know but that house had and has bad juju. I feel bad for whoever has moved into there. 👻

I have no idea whatever it was that I sensed. But I do know that we will not be going back to that cottage.   👻

I don't know if it's paranoia or just my wild imagination turning against me but I sometimes feel other-worldly presence among us. It's a feeling of uneasiness that sometimes turns into a hunch and then a conclusion. I have this quirk that if I close my eyes, I can easily visualize and feel the environment around me. 

I don't claim to have some ability like clairvoyance or any kind of magic. It almost feels like a hunch but having a hunch on something or someone is more like guessing with regards to the information available to you. To me, it's more like a vibration. It's the breeze in my face, the sounds that I hear, the sensations on my skin. That all leads to a conclusion. To support this, I must tell you my experience on the 10th Floor, 

I worked for a Service Provider Company that covers almost all Telecommunications and other IT Infrastructure needs. So, I have been hired by this company as a Systems Engineer for over a year and a half now. 

Let me tell you the place of where I worked. The company I have worked for owns the building in which our office takes place. We are located on the 11th Floor. Some floors down are occupied by other offices. 

In the whole building, only 2 floors are not occupied - the 4th and the 10th. The 4th floor is always locked, and you can only access it by elevators. Now, for the 10th floor, it's quite different. It's accessible through the fire exits. The door that leads to it is always open and, of course, the elevator. 

Sometimes, whenever I have so much work to do and so much stress is piled up, I go down to the 10th floor through the fire exit and just stand there. The 10th floor is quite a messy place, it's more like a storage than an actual office but it's clean enough for me to hangout there. So, I just stare on this transparent window on which you can see the road, the people, the vegetation and the sea. 

It's quite serene if you ask me. It's my haven and I always go there when I'm pressured and stressed out. But every time I go there, there's this feeling of hot breeze on my face and static on my arms. I don't pay attention to it most of the time. Also, there is this pair of eyes always watching the back of my head. I can't see who owns it. But whenever I close my eyes, I can sense it lurking behind those locked doors. It doesn't mean no harm but sure creeps me out sometimes. 

My work sometimes needs extra time to meet deadlines and that means late for home. I sometimes go home around 9:00pm wherein I'm one of the few people who remains in the office. At these times, whenever I'm using the elevator, I'm always alone. 

One night, after a hectic schedule, I was ready to go home. I was alone in the elevator. I toggle the GROUND button then waited for the elevator to go down. To my surprise, it stopped on the 10th floor. Now, to my knowledge, I'm the only one who wants to go hangout on that place. So, the elevator stopped, opened its doors, and yes, no one is there. But I know something is there. So, I pay my respect and said "Come in, it's going down", after I said that, (you know that shaking in the elevator whenever someone steps in?), the elevator shakes and there this breeze on my face that I can't explain. 

After the elevator reached the GROUND floor, I stepped out and looked back to see what is inside with me. But to my surprise, the 10th floor button is lit. I can see it through the reflection on the mirror. I just shrugged it off, then the security guard called me and said "Giubanan ka" which translates to "It accompanied you". I just smiled and replied "Oo, ana man jud na siya" which means, "Yep, that's what it does".   👻

When I was very young, around 5 years of age, my parents moved out to the rural town of Wimauma, Florida. I had numerous encounters there of a seemingly paranormal nature.



We moved into a 2 bedroom single wide trailer with no air conditioning so leaving the windows and bedroom doors open for simple cross ventilation was a necessity. Include the use of fans to help move the air and then just deal with the temperature as best as you can.



On the very first night we moved in, things began for me. I don't remember sleeping through the night. My parents explained things away as my nerves about moving there. Strange noises in my room and shadows... Lots of shadows.



The trailer was set far, far back from the old country road. The property had one outside light my father called a "Silent Giant" light that sat high atop a telephone pole that cast a goodly amount of light around the area with the road a great distance the other side of the light. This being said... Even if there was a car driving down the road we were too far away to be affected by its headlights unless it was directly driving up the extremely long driveway towards the trailer and, even then, its lights would have been diffused by the Silent Giant street light outside.



Now, I can understand skepticism about the strange noises... We had just moved from a suburb type area into a rural area in the middle of an old school fish farm with seemingly countless pools of fish and the numerous forms of nature and animals that came along with it such as frogs, toads, alligators and even the occasional raccoons and stray cats and dogs. But the shadows just can't be explained away so easily, especially when they had shapes and forms that couldn't be seen through.



Like I said earlier, I don't remember sleeping through that first night. At some point early on the noises woke me. I remember looking out my bedroom window and thinking I heard something outside. When I got back into bed and tried to go back to sleep, I began seeing strange figures standing in my doorway looking at me.



Eventually they moved on and a seemingly endless parade of shadow "creatures" began walking past my doorway pausing long enough to look directly at me and then move on. One by one they filed past my room like a bunch of school children walking past an exhibit on a field trip to a museum or an animal at a zoo.



It only happened that particular way that very first night. There were other times similar in the weeks to come and then it died down.



Many other times during my time there, I repeatedly saw a shadowy figure of humanoid outline that couldn't be seen through and all you could see of it were two eyes that seemed to stare through me.



Once I ventured down the hallway to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night only to be blocked by something shapeless and dark in color. With my heart pounding out of my chest I immediately ran back to my bed and hid under my covers.



Although not "shadow" related there were numerous times the television turned on by itself either in the middle of the night or when no one was home.



We lived there for just over 6 years before a fire burned through the area, taking our trailer with it and we had to move to Tampa.
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I served as a volunteer firefighter at the Smith Valley Volunteer Fire Department in Kalispell, Montana for about 3 years before I moved to Washington and I have had many encounters there-as well as other fire fighters although most of the staff who previously worked there thinks of the afterlife as "nonsense" due to, and understandingly, dealing with death regularly and dismissed mine and a couple others stories, what I myself have experienced and have no other explanation for. 

I believe the building was built in 2006 and it's right off of highway 2. As far as I know it was not built on any Indian burial grounds or anything like that. Many people have come and gone there since it is a very mentally and physically challenging job. You don't ever think of anything being "paranormal" unless you are alone in the station itself. 

#1. The first encounter I had was when I had a scheduled shift there and I had baked a frozen pizza in the upstairs kitchen and was headed to one of the recliners when I heard footsteps on the roof walking in the same path I was walking and when I stopped, so did it. I thought maybe it was my mind playing tricks on me so I sat down on the chair and turned on the TV and the footsteps on the roof started to pace back and forth above me, so I got up and walked over toward the door and stood there listening and the footsteps walked over toward me and started pacing back and forth above me again so that was when I first "NOPED" right out of the living room, down the stairs, and spent the rest of the day in the computer room in the fire engine bay. 

#2  It was a week before we were hosting a rummage sale at the fire station and me and my best friend had brought a washer/dryer set as well as other miscellaneous things for the sale into the back of the bay area when we both heard the loud murmuring of what sounded like some men arguing but when we started walking towards the stairway of a storage area to where the sound was coming from you could hear "shh shhh" like who ever was up there didn't want us to hear them and then silence. I went up the stairs to investigate the sounds and once again I was the only one in the area. Creeped out, I finished unloading the rest of the stuff and we hopped into my pickup truck and took off after locking up. Even my friend who didn't, at the time, believe in anything "paranormal", had no explanation for that. 

#3  I had been telling my roommate, "Daniel", name changed for privacy, about the happenings at the fire station and he wanted to go there and experience it too, so feeling brave I said "screw it, let's go see if we could get anything to happen". Not much did happen as were walking around the whole building until we got into the kitchen area downstairs (there are 2 kitchen areas one for the "community area" and another for the "living quarters" and we were downstairs in the community area) when we heard stuff moving around and a coughing sound come from a locked storage closet and of course when I unlocked the closet to see what was in there, there was only cleaning supplies and a mop and bucket. Neither of us liked that so he headed to my car to start it up and get warm since it was winter time and I took a couple extra minutes to lock up the building and turn all of the lights off before we left. As I got into my car and started to back out of the parking space in front of the kitchen area we both saw the lights in the kitchen turn back on when I KNEW nobody else but me and him were there so I tore out of the parking lot and didn't go back in until a emergency call a couple days later. 

#4 after the many things I have had happen here, most small stuff like locked doors opening up, doors that were supposed to be shut opening up on the fire trucks, the above stories, etc I refused to stay the night there again, but I brought my at the time girlfriend "Karen" down to the station one evening to give her a tour. A few minutes into walking into the station one of the extension cords hanging from the ceiling plugged into a truck to keep the trucks batteries charged up "popped" out of the socket echoing in the bay and started swinging back and forth as if somebody had just yanked it out and you needed to yank with some force to get those to come out. She yelped and ran over to me and I said "alright time to leave" so we started walking toward the door when we heard shuffling coming up behind us really fast, so we bolted out the door, locked it, and took off. 

Of course I had one more shift to spend there which goes into my next story. 

#5 I had brought a buddie from a different fire department onto my department and since he was now "probationary" he had mandatory shifts to work there and I decided to also work a shift with him one night, this night being the final straw of me staying overnight there again. "Ronald" and everybody else thought that what I explained to them was "nonsense" and that ghosts don't exist, well this night changed his perspective of this. I was hanging out in the computer room and he was upstairs in the living room when he came downstairs and quietly sat in a chair across from me with a really puzzled look on his face. He said "I don't understand, I keep hearing what sounds like boots coming up the stairs and a shadow of somebody standing at the door but when I open it up, there's nobody there" me not wanting to get more freaked out than I already was, I just changed the subject and we talked about other things to kill some time. 

Well it was getting late and I was tired so I decided to go upstairs and get ready for bed and "Ronald" was going to watch tv and probably fall asleep on the couch in the living room on the other side of the bedroom I was sleeping in. I was in bed going on my phone when the door opened up a little bit and a shadow of somebody came quietly walking in and walked over toward the window and stood there with his hands behind his back looking out the window. Seeing the TV on through the half open door I said "Ronald, what are you doing? Dude you're being a creep come on man" no answer. Annoyed I got up out of bed while still staring at the shadow when I turned on the light and the shadow of a man was no longer there. Vanished as soon as I turned on the light. I quickly peaked my head out the door and "Ronald" was fast asleep. I spent the rest of my night on the other couch with all of the lights upstairs turned on. I asked him a couple of weeks later if he had any other weird things happen there and he said one night he was getting ready for bed and happened to look outside the window before closing the blinds and he saw 2 men dressed in suits standing in the parking lot standing side by side looking up at him. He went downstairs quickly to confront the men and found nobody outside. Checked the security camera the next day and not a single person was recorded walking through the parking lot. 

To my knowledge nobody has died in the building but we have had a couple firefighters pass on previously and their firefighter helmets are hung high up on the wall in honor of them. 

There are also a few crosses on both sides of the highway in front of the building so this could also contribute to the "activity".   👻

In 2001 my mother moved to Atlanta, Georgia for 4 months for her job. I lived with her but I stayed home instead of going with her. I believe it was in April of that year. I had gone out with my best friend clubbing, something we always did on the weekend when I was in my twenties. We had a great time out that night and when the club let out I drove him home then I went home right afterwards and got on my bed and went to sleep. I will never forget this as long as I live. I was sleeping good but all of a sudden I woke up standing in the middle of my bedroom! 

I do not sleep walk or wake up and jump out of bed for a few minutes but as I was standing in the middle of my room I looked at the clock and it was 5:34 am. As I turned to look at my bed all of a sudden my bed was on fire at the top where I was sleeping. I was able to grab my comforter and although the flames where rising I was able to put the fire out easily. I was so sleepy that I just went to sleep on the couch. 

I woke up around nine in the morning thinking that was one crazy vivid dream I had. First thing I noticed was that I had my window up although it was in the low 50's or upper 40's outside. When I walked into my room I saw that my comforter had a big hole in it! I didn't freak out but there was no way possible to know that my bed was about to go up in flames. As I was thinking that somehow I dodged a bullet I vaguely remember that I felt a force yank me out the bed and that is the absolute truth! I also remember that the smoke alarm went off at the same time it occurred but when I checked it there were no batteries in it so it was impossible for it to go off like it did. To this day I wondered if this was a loved one or an guardian angel that yanked me out the bed just in time. When I checked to see what could have caused that to happen I saw that my extension receptacle had shorted because I had my bed pressed up against it exposing the wires in the extension cord. That morning will stay with me forever.  👻