I Am Being Haunted
to begin with,i never thought i would post these things on a web site such as this.i truly hope there is some truth to at least a few of these other posts on here and a few people who may understand what i have and still do experienced and relate .i find talking to friends or relatives pointless .most do not understand or worse start telling me of their own experiences which are usually not entirely authentic i think.i say this because i have become frustrated trying to find things online or anywhere that sound similiar or can help me figure some of this out.i can only attribute this to the fact that i am a scorpio born on oct 28th.and to the fact that i do possess a certain intensity for lack of better words.who knows why.i have had interesting experiences most of my teenage years ,but more so a few years ago in the funeral home that i lved and worked as the caretaker and funeral host.my girl and i lived on the top floor of this very old,three storie funeral home.it was privately run by two funeral director owners.it was quite a gothic looking house and had a large spiral stairs with wooden handrails in the main lobby.we lived there only a few weeks before interesting things started happening,but i would like to describe a few intense ones.i was finished cleaning late one night after a funeral.i shut all the main lights except for the very dim wall lights. i went to the rear of the ist floor where a thin
rear stairs thar led up to our apt. was.there was also a small dim wall light directly by the stairs.it cast a not too long yellowish, elongated light on the floor.as i turned the corner to go up, a shadow of a figure slowly glided by my feet across this elongated patch of floor light.it was directly in front of me and i had no doubt of what it was.i went upstairs and went to bed.again one night after cleaning i shut the lights and went up the main stairs.it led to the second floor which was completely dark..from there it led up to our 3rd floor apt..as i got up to the first section of this winding stairs a very bright flash blinded me, immediately followed by the strong smell of death.i was very dissoriented and a bit stunned.it passed quickly and my eyes adjusted again. i went upstairs and went to bed a little confused.my girl as usual was already asleep.except for the preparation room ,the smell of death is not common in a funeral home.not to mention there were no funerals that week.i have no idea what that was or meant.i would like to say that my girlfiend also lived there,but she worked another job and did not participate in anything in the funeral home.she has been there for most of my experiences,but generally went from our apt.straight downstairs and to her car and job.to be honest she would verify certain things ,but admittedly tries to ignore them.and still does.i was hosting a small funeral in the "new wing". it had two chapels a bathroom and an exit to the parking lot.i was standing in the archway which divided the new wing and the old section of the house.the old section had a large sitting room.the large spiral stairs and on older smaller chapel.it also had a bathroom ,office and the stairs to our apt in the back section behind the large spiral stairs.the only way to get to the old section was to pass by me and through the archway where i stood.the small group of people where seated in one of the new chapels and service was being conducted by a priest.as i stood there i for some reason felt the urge to turn my head and look behind me.i saw a full figure of a girl about 20 something begining to walk up the spiral stairs .from the side rear angle she was at i could not see her face.it was covered by long dark hair.i only looked for a moment and turned my head forward to face the chapel room again.i did not think much of this at the time because visitors were allowed to roam freely around the home during sevices.i think the only thoughts i had was that she used the rear old wing bathroom and it was odd that she wanted to explore upstairs because it was dark and the only things up on the second floor were the casket show room,an unused older chapel and the prep room in the back.i thought this,but only very quickly.as the service ended , everyone exited within a minute or two .after locking the door i then realized i didn't remember the girl walking by me or leaving for that matter.i went to the rear bathrooms and to the second floor to see what may have happened to her.no one there.this particular incident bothers me because i find it strange that i didn't look at her longer.i am a naturally curious person at heart like many.it was as if i wasn't supposed to.also i rembered later she was wearing some type of light sun dress.visitors generally always wear black.there is also a closet behind the casket room.it contains suits and dresses for the dececeased when familys do not offer clothes to dress them.i am not totaly sure at all ,but the dress she wore was not unlike one of those and it was light not black..there were other things that happened in the two years i lived in the funeral home,but it is way too much to describe here.we now live in nyc in an apt.yes there are a bunch of things that went on and are still happening here. perhaps i will describe them at a later date.one thing is for sure,i swear before god that i am not making any of this up.i do not need attention that bad.i will also admit that certain things might be attributed to a very stupid thing that i did in california with some friends when i was 24.again i will post this in the future i guess. there is definately things after death,but i believe very few actually do experience them.
rear stairs thar led up to our apt. was.there was also a small dim wall light directly by the stairs.it cast a not too long yellowish, elongated light on the floor.as i turned the corner to go up, a shadow of a figure slowly glided by my feet across this elongated patch of floor light.it was directly in front of me and i had no doubt of what it was.i went upstairs and went to bed.again one night after cleaning i shut the lights and went up the main stairs.it led to the second floor which was completely dark..from there it led up to our 3rd floor apt..as i got up to the first section of this winding stairs a very bright flash blinded me, immediately followed by the strong smell of death.i was very dissoriented and a bit stunned.it passed quickly and my eyes adjusted again. i went upstairs and went to bed a little confused.my girl as usual was already asleep.except for the preparation room ,the smell of death is not common in a funeral home.not to mention there were no funerals that week.i have no idea what that was or meant.i would like to say that my girlfiend also lived there,but she worked another job and did not participate in anything in the funeral home.she has been there for most of my experiences,but generally went from our apt.straight downstairs and to her car and job.to be honest she would verify certain things ,but admittedly tries to ignore them.and still does.i was hosting a small funeral in the "new wing". it had two chapels a bathroom and an exit to the parking lot.i was standing in the archway which divided the new wing and the old section of the house.the old section had a large sitting room.the large spiral stairs and on older smaller chapel.it also had a bathroom ,office and the stairs to our apt in the back section behind the large spiral stairs.the only way to get to the old section was to pass by me and through the archway where i stood.the small group of people where seated in one of the new chapels and service was being conducted by a priest.as i stood there i for some reason felt the urge to turn my head and look behind me.i saw a full figure of a girl about 20 something begining to walk up the spiral stairs .from the side rear angle she was at i could not see her face.it was covered by long dark hair.i only looked for a moment and turned my head forward to face the chapel room again.i did not think much of this at the time because visitors were allowed to roam freely around the home during sevices.i think the only thoughts i had was that she used the rear old wing bathroom and it was odd that she wanted to explore upstairs because it was dark and the only things up on the second floor were the casket show room,an unused older chapel and the prep room in the back.i thought this,but only very quickly.as the service ended , everyone exited within a minute or two .after locking the door i then realized i didn't remember the girl walking by me or leaving for that matter.i went to the rear bathrooms and to the second floor to see what may have happened to her.no one there.this particular incident bothers me because i find it strange that i didn't look at her longer.i am a naturally curious person at heart like many.it was as if i wasn't supposed to.also i rembered later she was wearing some type of light sun dress.visitors generally always wear black.there is also a closet behind the casket room.it contains suits and dresses for the dececeased when familys do not offer clothes to dress them.i am not totaly sure at all ,but the dress she wore was not unlike one of those and it was light not black..there were other things that happened in the two years i lived in the funeral home,but it is way too much to describe here.we now live in nyc in an apt.yes there are a bunch of things that went on and are still happening here. perhaps i will describe them at a later date.one thing is for sure,i swear before god that i am not making any of this up.i do not need attention that bad.i will also admit that certain things might be attributed to a very stupid thing that i did in california with some friends when i was 24.again i will post this in the future i guess. there is definately things after death,but i believe very few actually do experience them.
By:
absynth
Age:
31-35
