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My ghost stories:
#1. Several years ago in building 1 there was a guy by the name of George that died soon after returning to his desk after a meeting. Turns out he was diabetic and died of diabetic coma. Anyhow the coroner took him out of the building in a freight elevator. A few days later an electrician, a contractor, entered the building at 2 a.m. with tool box in hand and stepped into the freight elevator. When he turned around to face the door he saw something enter the elevator with him. He dropped his toolbox and jetted outta there. The next day he told his supervisor what happened and told him he was not going back into this building. His supervisor brought the matter up to our facility guy. The facility guy asked the supervisor to get a description of what he saw. The electrician described George exactly as he was the day he died. Mind you this guy is a contractor and knows nothing about the goings on in our facility (we have 3000 employees). This issue escalated to the executives. When they called the facilities manager in asking for solutions he told them that he was not a ghostbuster. There were a few such sightings after that. The last one was witnessed by one of the warehouse folks who swears he saw two shadows on the building as he was walking to his car – his and a mysterious one. After a few paces the mysterious one sped ahead and disappeared. That was the last sighting of what we presumed to be George.
#2. In building 2, there was a lady that had worked for the company for 30+ years. She and her husband were killed in a car wreck as he was driving her to work one day. Afterwards several people say they saw her in the break room as though she was sitting right in front of them.
#3. My grandfather passed away in 2003. I used to help him with his lawns and rental properties. About a week after he died I was lying in bed with my wife and just started dozing off when I got the feeling someone was watching me. I opened my eyes and as clear as day I saw a “person” wearing overalls and a flannel shirt quickly turn and walk through our bathroom door. It scared the hell out of me. So much so that that I backed into my wife while pulling the blankets up to my nose and nearly pushed her off her side of the bed (we have a king bed). My grandfather was a carpenter and wore overalls and flannel shirts.
#4. I was in 5th grade and we just moved into a new house. The house was strange and became more strange as we remodeled. The light in the stairwell was red when we moved in. In addition, there was a room down stairs that had Hawaiian wallpaper. There was just something weird about the house. As we tore down the walls to the weird room, we found chains and sex toys hidden in the wall. At the time we found it comical in a WTF kinda way. There was a day when my mom had to take my sister to school but I stayed home. She left the house closing and locking the door and I was playing with my RC Kenworth car hauler on the kitchen floor. Several minutes after she left the house got noticeably cooler and there was a light breeze in the house. Something caught my attention in the stairwell. I couldn’t focus on it but there was something there coming up the stairwell. It rounded the corner and “walked” right passed me right in front of me and the bar doors that were in the hallway actually moved. When my mom got home I was in tears in the laundry room with a butcher knife. She didn’t believe me but to this day I get the chills when I think about it. In fact, I’m not a religious person. I was raised very conservative Christian but since have become more of an agnostic as far as religion goes. But because of this single experience I know there is “something else” after we’re dead. I don’t know what but there’s something.
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