Have you ever spent time in a place (private home, hotel, etc.) that was supposedly haunted?

Question

If so, please share your experience. Thanks.

Answer 1

Supposedly?? How about TRULY inhabited by a spirit!! I lived in a house for 10 years (a group home for elderly) as manager of it . I knew from the first time I entered it, there was a presence following me. I saw the spirit many times; some staff members quit because they were scared of it. It wasn't an evil spirit but he would throw things off storage shelves and out of cabinets. He put one of my pillows outside in a snowbank. He often walked down the hall and then went THROUGH my apartment wall. My dog and cat both saw him when he came in my office and watched as he hovered near the ceiling above my desk. Once as I worked late at night, an orb of fire the size of a soccer ball flew from the laundry room across the kitchen and exploded above my head; (another staff person saw it too). If I worked at my desk late at night, he would tickle the back of my neck till I stopped and started to work on something else. He hid the butcher knives behind my commode. Three of the residents had night time episodes when they would yell at him to get out of their room. It was an interesting ten years!

Answer 2

We spent a week in an Irish castle when my son got married. It was supposed to be haunted,but not in a bad way. I never saw or heard anything but 2 of the people in separate rms felt something sit down on the bed next to her and another of our party felt something touch her shoulder. The castle was lovely and was owned by the same family for 300 yrs.The latest owner was still living in a wing but never married and had no kids and he was quite elderly so I don't know who will have it when he passes away.

Answer 3

No, I have not, but I know someone who has a B&B (guest house) in an old historic town (Niagara-on-the-Lake, Canada), and the house has a ghost. That town was the site of fierce battles between American and English troops in the early 1800s. The house was owned by a man who was in the British navy, and who lost his life at sea. My friend claims that he (and many guests) have opened their bedroom door to find a ghostly old man standing there, wearing a tattered uniform. Naturally, they are scared out of their wits, and they will run down the stairs to inform someone -- but when they return, the man is gone. This has happened many, many times. My friend did research with the town, and it has been verified that the naval officer owned the house at the time when he lost his life in battle. Spooky, huh?

Answer 4

I lived in a haunted house...it was a duplex... my step-father woke up from napping on the couch to see the floating head of a woman above him... he didn't say anything for two weeks because he "didn't believe" in ghosts..and didn't want to get laughed at... he finally told my mother and described what the lady looked like... my mother went next door and asked the landlord who previously owned the house... and the land lady described exactly the old woman that my stepfather had seen... turns out the old couple hated kids... my mom had three... and the current owner had five...

spooky huh...

Answer 5

In the 60's I was living in London UK and spent most weekends staying in 'haunted' houses .. there were a lot of them where you could visit and stay overnight - in those days - the most frightening thing? I woke up and couldn't find the 'toot' at 3 in the morning apart from that I don't recall seeing or experiencing anything that was un-usual .. which leads me to conclude that it is all a load of superstitious nonsense

Answer 6

Yep. There's used to be a bar not too far from me that used to be one of Al Capone's old breweries. It was claimed to have been haunted. It had changed ownership many times, too. So that led to speculations about it being haunted. That part of the building is vacant now.

Answer 7

Two houses actually. One my girlfriends on the next block
over. She and I both felt a coldness in her laundry room as if
someone was there watching us when we would enter the
room. It had an open window and wasn't gloomy. But we al-
ways had a foreboding feeling. One day we got out her
Ouija board and had a few rounds. One round she didn't
even have her hands on her side of the plastic gizmo that
points to the letters. It was moving and I barely had my
fingers on the edge. It spelled out during the course of that
afternoon, a man was lingering there. He was looking for
his wife who had died before him. He hadn't gone on and
wanted to find her. He didn't really know he was dead. We
had to tell him he was. Apparently on the spot where the
house was. The grave of his wife had been. And he wasn't
able to find it or her. We told him he was dead and to follow
the light and go there. And some other things I can't remem-
ber now. After that afternoon, we found the feeling lifted and
we were able to again go downstairs and not feel anything
to fear again. It was a great feeling.
We were living in a house a half block away. I never felt
comfortable in that house. Even tho I had decorated it very
nice and modern. One night when my husband was out of
town on a business trip, I was awakened with the brushing
of a hand across my cheek. I woke up realizing I was alone.
My husband wasn't doing that. And I opened my eyes to see
a shimmering of light on the wall at the end of my bed. The
blinds were pulled and curtains closed. I couldn't rationalize
what was making that light. I heard a faint whisper and it
made me wake up in a hurry. I felt I needed a cigarette
and rolled across the bed and got out on the other side
and went into the living room. As I was lighting up, the
same shimmer of light, came through the entrance to the
bedroom door very slowly. Stopping at the entrance to the
living room. I thought I could be afraid, or meet this head on.
So I spoke out loud and asked who it was that was bothering
me on a cold dark night. And I heard a woman say she was
looking for her child who she'd lost. And she wanted to
find her. I spoke out loud and told her that her child wasn't
there. She explained that the house where mine stood had
been burned to the ground. And she never was able to find
her child. She had died in the fire herself I guessed. I told her
to look elsewhere, and that her child was not there, and to
leave and not bother me again. The shimmering started to
get fainter and then it disappeared. I finished my cigarette
and felt calm and no longer afraid. And went back to bed.
There was no glimmer of light in the bedroom as there had
been earlier. I checked the blind behind the curtain and
moved it all to see if a reflection of light would shine on the
far wall as it had earlier. The wall never changed. So I felt
I'd experienced a phenomonom I didn't want to repeat any-
time soon.

Answer 8

Yes, the last house we lived in was haunted. I remember feeling that 'cold' feeling go through me, even our cat noticed things. It was mostly mischievous stuff; things moving from place to place, tv on and off, voices, etc. My husband saw a little old man in a ball cap standing in the closet door one night, turning the pages of a book.

However, when I went to the laundry room that was on the car port outside, I'd have terrible 'visions'. It was always of someone strangling, stabbing, killing me in a violent way. I hated going out there.

Answer 9

boo! there was a holiday inn in grand island n.y. that legend has it was built on land where once stood a home where a young girl was murdered and many guest of the hotel have told stories of her roaming the halls and visiting their rooms and taking small personal items such as perfume, earrings,and makeup. i stayed at the hotel one night after attending a wedding reception and witnessed no such event but then again i was pretty wasted and slept like a log so possibly she couldn't wake me. i have some friends who claim their late grandmother often can be seen sitting on a bench in their foyer. these people are in no way strange and are reasonably intelligent so i have to take them at their word. so i discount nothing! anyway happy halloween!

Answer 10

We once lived in an apartment in the married officers' quarters area of the Navy Hospital in Philadelphia. Although we had the steam heating system quite common to cities in the Northeast U.S., there was one spot in the living room which was always chilly. Sometimes the chill was intensified by a cold breeze, even with all of the windows closed shut. We mentioned this oddity to our neighbors, who turned away without commenting. It was only my persistent questioning of my civilian secretary (a long time employee of the hospital) that revealed the possible source of that chill. It was in that very spot in that apartment that a previous female tenant had hanged herself!