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(NAME) Bruce
(City) New Orleans
(State/Country)
(Date) 1998


Not sure were to start with this. Last year I was in a renovation project located on Bourbon Street in New Orleans. The building I was involved with was vacant and did not have any thing in it such as furniture. I was doing a walk through one afternoon to get an idea what I would need to complete the project. I was checking the wood work and making sure the foundation was sound. The Building has been their for well over a 150 years. The floor looked like it had been replaced but was in rough shape. I was in the back roomPulling up some floor boards to see what conditions the floor was under it. I pulled up three boards and I noticed an object that was kind of buried in dust or dirt. I reached down to pick the object up and saw it was a ring. This ring had been under this floor for a long time it had a red stone in the center. The design on the ring was swirls around the stone with what looked like lace work reaching up to the stone. I put it in my pocket thinking it would be a nice addition to my antique collection.

A few days went by I was back at the house with a few sub-contractors I hired to do a walk through. As we were walking through the house we all of a sudden got a strong smell of perfume. Well we kind of looked at each other wondering which guy was wearing perfume. Then one of the contractors spoke up saying do you smell that. We all said yes we did not let it concern us figured that the room we were in may have been a bed room at one time and some times smells linger in a place that has been closed up for years. A week had past I was back at the building doing some work on the stairs going up to the second floor. It was on a Saturday and I was working by myself. I tend to get more done when I work by my self some times. It was early morning and I did not have my radio on. As I was removing the railing from the stairs. I heard humming. It was not coming from any one direction seemed like it was all around it was not loud but loud enough to were you could hear it. I walked around thinking some one may have come into the building. I could not find any one the humming went away. I went back to what I was working on I got the railing off and was working on the spindles. As I was working on the spindles I kept getting this feeling some one was in the building besides me. I was some what nervous I have felt that way before when working in a building by my self before. I have learned to ignore it and keep on working.

About three days after that I was back doing some more work along with the three contractors I hired. They were pulling up the floor I was still taking the stairs apart. When one of the contractors asked me who the lady was. I said what? Who is the lady that is in the front room. I kind of looked at him some what surprised. We walked to the front room it was empty . We then walked around the building looking for this person we could not find them. He swore he saw her wearing a full length coat standing in the room looking out the window. I said well she is gone now we just shrugged our shoulders and went back to work I could tell he was some what un-nerved about the experience.

A few weeks went by work was progressing real nice the electrical was in place along with the duct work and the new ceiling. The building was starting to take shape! I was in the kitchen doing some trim work on the windows. Once more I was by myself this day I was moving right along getting the trim into place then I heard the most disturbing sound I have heard in a long time in fact that is why I am writing this. I was putting a piece of trim on when I heard a whimpering sound. Then I heard it again and again as though some one was crying or something. Once more I go looking for whom it is I did not see any one I still heard the sounds. It was getting on my nerves some what I went back to putting the trim on and the sound started to get a little louder. I then walked around once more I was in the front room looked around then turned to head back to the kitchen I looked down the hall way and into the back room I could see a young lady standing and some what bent over wearing a black dress. It startled me because I did not hear her come in. I walked down the hall way as I approached the room she vanished into thin air. I stopped dead in my tracks I had to stand there for a moment to understand what I just witnessed. I backed up slowly until I was back in the front room. I then headed for the Kitchen and collected all my tools and left.

While I was driving home I was thinking about what I saw. I have heard of ghost and heard people tell stores about them but I have never witnessed any thing like that until now. After giving it a lot of thought I knew some how she did not mean any harm to me or the other contractors. So I made it a point to only be their when the other contractors were their. No more working alone! Call it strength in numbers or what ever but I felt better with other people around I could talk too. I also realized she was standing in the room where I found the ring! And she was leaning over the general area I found the ring. So I did go back one last time by myself. After a few beers of course. I pulled up the floor boards and put the ring back in the spot where I found it.

Three weeks later the project was in a finish state. I was in the building with the owner going through what was done they were extremely pleased with the work. I was standing in the door way with my arms up reaching holding onto the header of the door. When some one put their arms around my waste I kind of jumped and said hey! The people I was showing around the building where in the other room No one was behind me.

About 6 months ago I found out some history on the building . A young couple lived in the lower level of the building. The Husband was killed in the civil war. She died of grief of losing her husband. From what I have been told she died in the room I found the ring. I have never had any other experience sense then I just hope she is happy with the work we did. .



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