Okay, on with my story, it happened about 8 or so years ago. I had moved in with my boyfriend (now my husband) in his basement of this apartment building. The part where we slept was okay, meaning I had no bad feelings, but when you would walk toward where the boiler was you would get a creepy eerie feeling.
I didn't think anything of it. Well, after a few months, we moved upstairs into one of the apartments. Nothing unusual happened. Oh I should add that we shared the apartment with his sister and her boyfriend at the time.
The weird things started to happen after they moved out. I think it was around Christmas time or New Year, sometime around then, but I was in the my neighbors apartment next door and I told my husband I was going to go sleep, I went to lay down in my bed and I felt like someone was standing at the foot at my bed looking at me.
Now I have to say that I am not psychic, or anything like that. But I do get feelings when a spirit or something is around. And I can tell whether it is a male or female, whether its good or bad. Now with that said, I knew it was a female and she didn't scare me, but needless to say it bugged me out a lil' bit.
I went next door to my neighbor's and told my neighbor and my boyfriend what had just happened, my boyfriend blew it off. And said it was probably nothing and to go to sleep. Well, I went to go back into my apartment and I got an eerie feeling. I mean chills all up and down my spine and goosebumps on my arms. I didn't want to go back into my apartment but I figured it was our apartment so I went back in. Nothing else happened that night.
Over a course of time, little things would happen, things would move, say I left something in my living room then went into the kitchen when I came back to my living room it wasn't there. It wasn't where I left it and I had to go looking for it. My boyfriend had his hats hanging on the wall, there were times they would just fall off the wall for no reason at all.
Once incident in particular, was special so to say. I was cleaning my entertainment center and my son was sitting in front of the tv, all of a sudden I heard a kid get up and run into my bathroom and slam the door shut, now it wasn't my son because he was right next to me. I looked down at my son, he looked at me, he asked what was that, I said I didn't know, and left it at that.
Well, after a couple of months, my friend had come over with her Ouija board and her and her friend were using it. They had got my grandmother on the board. Now when my grandmother died I didn't get a chance to say goodbye but as we weren't that close so it didn't really bother me. Anyway, they got my grandmother on the board, and she was talking to me, she had told me that she thought her (great-)grandson was beautiful.
Now she had never seen my son, and my son was sitting in his high chair at the time, my son had this silly smile on his face like someone was talking to him. It wasn't me or my friend or her friend. I remember feeling her touch me on my shoulder, It wasn't a scary feeling, so I wasn't scared.
But then she left and we got this other entity on the board. He called himself Mike and he was an evil little thing. When he came on the board I had my son in his crib in the other room and "Mike" said he made my son cry, which I believed because my son would let out these weird cry like he had got scared then he would stop.
"Mike" was quite the evil one, he talked about my boyfriend and me. After that we played a couple of more times after that. This friend of mine is my best friend so I know it wasn't her moving the planchette, but she is also psychic so she automatically has this energy.
So anyway, we called a person we knew that was like my friend, she came over my house and let me know that I had a lot of doors opened in my apartment and she showed where they were all at. I also found out from the both of them that when you walked out the door to my apartment there was a stairway to go upstairs to the other apartments, I found out that two people had hung themselves there a long time ago.
I also found out they were the ones messing with me, remember I said things would move or fall, well they were doing it all. They didn't want to hurt me or anything. So it didn't really bother me them being there.
Well, later on after that day, I started to go to my local library and looked up old newspapers on microfilm and I found out that the basement of the place where I had lived was a slaughterhouse of some kind. That's about all the info I found out.
The attic of this place wasn't so nice and cheery. Things would fall up there too. One time a bowling ball was dropped in the attic even though no-one was up there and where the bowling ball was put, it was put on floor where there was a piece of the floorboard was missing. So there was no way it could have rolled or anything. I don't know who moved or dropped it but I do know it was dropped.
I have since moved out of that apartment, it's about five years now, and no hauntings or anything. The only one that comes to see once in a while now is my mother. My mother died about five years ago, and she had a close relationship with my son and was just getting close to my one daughter. Right after she died I kept feeling like she was around, then one night I went out and where my bedroom is if you're in the doorway you could see straight into the bathroom.
My husband swears he saw my mother standing there. There have been times I have seen her walking into my kitchen put something in my sink then walk away. Now I don't really see a form, but I see something out of the corner of my eye, then when I get up I get chills all over. Then when I get up and go check on my son, I get the worst chills. Basically she comes by once in a while to check on her grandchildren especially her grandson.
Well, that's my story, I know its not as weird as the other stories but it's my story. I have been talking to my friend lately about doing the ouija again, we are both a little afraid to do it but I just have this urge to do it. I must be crazy!