ok, this hotel is seriously haunted (pictures, dial up beware)

[Kyree]

I say we go find one together and get a couple rooms, stay up at night and tell ghost stories. Yes?

Just don't check into room 1408 ^^;

[Misanthropical]

I have a few from my job. The building I work in is brand new, so nothing too tragic has happened in the building. What has happened on the land before that I have no clue about.

However, the land that some houses are on across the road from us were built on an old cemetery.

Okay, so there is a restroom in the building that is a bit away from my desk. There is a closer restroom, but it's the one SmellyWoman uses, so I try to avoid it.

Anyway, I was doing my business and looked through the space of where the door hinges on the wall. I saw, but didn't hear a black haired woman come in and walk by. I didn't think too much of it, till I came out and I was the only one in the restroom. There was no way she could have left without me seeing her.

Another time, I hear a woman cough from what sounded like two stalls away from me, but again I was the only one in there.

The one that was really weird was when I went in and heard a woman sobbing her heart out. I look around to see if I can help, but I was alone. I heard her sobbing the whole time I was in there.

[depechemodefan]

So Smiley, does any of the customers complain?

Here at the library I work at, there are two buildings, one built in the 1920's and one built in 1978.

The old building is named after the first professional librarian in my city. There is a Chilren's room that is named for a little girl who died of the flu or something, and her parents donated money to the library. There is a black and white photo of her and a portrait of her in the room.

So far, they dont' haunt the library. But there is a ghost. The story is the library had a custodian, who lived in the library. He would play his violin, and he had a dog, while he was alive. After he died, if you are here at night (the library closes at 6 M-Sat), you could either hear the violin or hear the dog walking(his nails clicking on the floor).

[DeltaSierra]

Don't know if this qualifies as 'at work,' but I was paid to house-sit for some friends who were "off the beaten path" so to speak, and they had a ghost/spirit with a playful personality. I never *saw* anything, but things would get moved around and I was the only one there. My eyeglasses that I put on the nightstand would be moved to the table at the end of the bed by morning, books on the bookshelf would fall over by themselves, and several times a day, an orange from the bowl of oranges on the counter would be in the middle of the kitchen table. Freaked me out at first, but after nothing bad happened, it didn't bother me. The owners said their daughter had "seen" the spirit (none of them ever had,) and called her Sue. So every morning when I came downstairs to make my coffee and breakfast (and move the orange back to the bowl) I'd wish Sue a good morning

[depechemodefan]

Oh, I'm remembering the Amityville Horror.

[Aethian]

Just don't check into room 1408 ^^;

I have both versions of that....I liked the ending better where he didn't die.

OT....I also want his laptop, anyone know what it was?

[Supermarket Slave Girl]

I've only got the one version where he died at the end, didn't know there was another.

[Aethian]

Yes! I'll even bring the marshmellows and sodas. We'll need the caffeine and sugar to be tweaked enough to actually SEE the ghosts!

I have a cookie on a stick recipie...we could make them big enough to play table tennis with marshmellows! Woot!

What? I'm not crazy.....don't give me that look! Jose the jalapeno on the stick is looking at me!

[Evil Queen]

I have a cookie on a stick recipie...we could make them big enough to play table tennis with marshmellows! Woot!

What? I'm not crazy.....don't give me that look! Jose the jalapeno on the stick is looking at me!

It's because he liiiiiiikkkeeeesss yoooooouuuu! <3

[Misanthropical]

Tonight, I was sitting at my desk and see a woman with black hair walk by out of the corner of my eye. I look over, but no one was there. It happened when there were only a few of us left in the building and I had the darkest hair out of the people there.

I think it might have been the woman I saw in the bathroom, but I'm not sure.

[Lady Legira]

How bout this for a bad day - in York near me

When plumber Harry Martindale was fitting the central heating system in the cellars of the Treasurer’s House next to York Minster, when he heard the sound of a horn in the distance. The sound of the horn drew nearer. Then a carthorse emerged from the wall, with a Roman solider riding it, followed closely by more soldiers dressed in uniform wearing plumed helmets.

Strangely, the soldiers appeared to be walking on their knees. Then as the soldiers approached an excavated area of the cellar, it became clear that they were marching on an old Roman road, which lay buried 15 inches below the cellar floor. What’s more, when Harry emerged from the cellar, looking like he’d seen ghost, the curator is reported to have said: “You’ve seen the Roman soldiers, haven’t you?”… Apparently this wasn’t the first time this apparition had been seen.

My grandad talked with that guy

I've lived in a haunted house (by a dog and his master) We only saw the dog and played with it (we were under 5) and my dad let it out thinking it was a real dog but never got to opening the door as the dog vanished before he could.

[Tauri.Sith]

My history teacher last year was a civil war buff, and so was his brother... He told this story of how his brother (a researcher or something) was at a historic building in Gettysburg (at least I think it was Gettysburg). He went into the lift, and down into the basement - but when the doors opened, he was in a civil war hospital camp. According to Mr. M, my teacher, he isn't one of those people who believe in ghosts, and when he went to the curator, the curator knew exactly what he was talking about - several other people had seen it before.

(Sorry about the sketchy details, but he's my history teacher, not my friend, and I wasn't exactly hanging on to his every word.)

[draggar]

I used to work in the Fogler Library at the University of Maine. There were several reports of it being haunted. On several times, I thought someone was following me while I was putitng magazines away (very freaky area if you've evern been to this library) but I would never see anyone, even after hours.