What’s The Creepiest Thing That Has Ever Happened to You?

I’ll preface this by saying that I’m very skeptical as it pertains to the supernatural, ghosts, etc.

Before I left my 9–5 job, I did consulting and development work in my spare time. Typically this meant having meetings during strange hours. In this particular case, I was meeting with a client that owned a live music venue. This venue just happened to be an old mansion that is widely considered one of the most haunted buildings in the country. It has jail cells in the basement from the civil war era and from what I’ve been told there have been multiple suicides in the building.

During this meeting, there were only two people in the mansion – myself and the owner. We had been going over the website for a few hours and I heard some pounding and footsteps / running – the best way to describe it was ‘kids playing’. It sounded like it was in the house, but could have been outside.

The owner looked at me and said “Did you hear that?”

Me: “Yeah, it sounds like some kids playing outside”

Him: “Its 2am…”

I can’t remember what day it was, but it was definitely a week/school night. Once I took the late hour into consideration the sounds went from something I’d normal consider just typical noise to something far more creepy. It’s impossible to articulate, but the sounds/noises I heard didn’t seem at all out of place until put in the context of the odd hour.

The owner later told me he hears kids playing in the house all the time – as well as other unexplained events. I only experienced it that one time, but it definitely wasn’t my imagination.


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