She Didn’t Know She’d Seen a Ghost | Real Ghost Stories

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1:00Kathy Gordon is here. I sure am. How's it going? I think that intro kind of poses an interesting question. Like could you tell if it was a ghost in the room? Because I think that sometimes you can't. Because they're not all like that floaty kind of typical ghost that you think. Well, we talk about that a lot. You know, do you see it at Dylan's or Safeway? The guy standing next to you is that a real person? Yeah. You know, you didn't touch him. You don't know. You go to Target. Is that somebody? You know, and I think as I was talking to this guy, we talked about him the other day, Paul Oost. And he wrote a book and he does see apparitions. And I said, you know, is it like a person standing there? And he said, yeah, it's that real. But he said a lot of times it's the way they're acting or what they're wearing. That really stands out to him.

2:03Okay. You know, and in fact, here's a quick little ghost story that kind of is along these lines. Somebody left it in a comment. And it says, I was staying at my friend's house when I woke up and I saw someone standing in the doorway of the guest room. I thought it was heard checking on me. But when I reached over and turned on the lamp to say something, no one was there. The next morning she said she hadn't gotten up during the night. She asked if I'd seen someone in the doorway, even though I hadn't told her that part yet. Oh, I got the feeling that this is not the first time. I would like to know the rest of that story because there had to have been an ensuing conversation. Why would you say that? Why would you ask me that, Bev? Hypothetically, let's just say I did. Okay. But it's weird you would ask that question. It's almost like you knew someone was standing there like you planted someone or you were there and moved

3:05or something happened, Bev. Well, and then it's like, so Bev, did you get up in the middle of the night last night which is a weird question to ask someone when you're staying at their house? Like, maybe Bev gets up to go the bathroom through every time I got out of the night. I know, just get up and I like to go look in my guests room to make sure you're sitting with that. My house, my rules. I just wanted to check on you. I got a plastic catch. Yeah, I don't know. It's creepier. Bev standing there or a ghost. I'm not sure either. All of a sudden creeped out by the host of the home that's weird. Yeah, I think that's very strange. Yeah. So I don't know. I'm assuming other people have had that problem that have stayed over and have said something. That's the assumption of this story. Or it makes me think there's something

4:06that just goes up to every bedroom doorway at night and checks in like, like, like, mother would do. Yes. Mother is that you mother? That's not mom. That's mother of check. It's really creepy. Well, let's go to our first story. Hi, my name is Sarah. I'm calling from California. And I wanted to tell you about experience I have as being my family in New Orleans. My uncle is in a band at the time. And we went to his band practice. We've been in this old abandoned hotel. I guess a lot of bands used it as practice. And we're in one of the rooms. And we're waiting on one of their band members to show up. He was running late. And we're all just kind of hanging around, you know, talking. And I see the door open. And, you know, the light from the hallway shows through the door, and this guy walks in. And he had shoulder-linked hair.

5:08And he had his head kind of down. And he turned left as soon as he got in the room, which is where they kept their storage, and they're, you know, where they put their jackets and everything. He goes in there and he never comes back out. And I'm like, oh, okay, he's here. They can start now, finally. And my uncle gets a text and he says, oh, Joe's not going to make it to practice. And no one ever came out of that room. And to this day, I can tell you exactly what that man looked like. No one else saw him. No one else saw the door open. So that kind of freaked me out a little bit. And then that night, we get back to my uncle's house. And I'm sleeping out in the living room. And their house is kind of older. It's got like the big, heavy doors, you know, that it takes some oomps to open, takes some muscle. And you can definitely hear the doors when they open and close. And I'm laying in on the couch, I'm watching TV. And I hear this little girl run, like full speed down the hallway

6:12and she's giggling. And she opens the door and slams it. And I'm like, who the heck is opening that door? Because everybody else in the sleep. No one else came out of their room. Like it's something that everyone in the house should have heard. No one else came out of their room. And then, you know, when I'm trying to figure out what happened, it happens again. Somebody runs down the hallway. You can hear the footsteps, the giggling, and then another door opens and shuts. And it was like somebody was running back and forth between rooms, just opening and slamming doors. No one heard anything. No one woke up. And I thought I was going crazy. If I told them I got it in the morning. And they're like, oh, yeah, you know, we've heard things here before. And I guess like in their backyard, they hear children laughing and playing all the time. And there's never any children back yard ever. They've even found a footprint of water that's like the footprint

7:12of a small child, and they don't have any small children in their home. And then, I'm like, okay, that freaks me out, I'm sleeping here. And then that day, we decided to go to the quarter, the French Quarter. And we're in Madame Lizot's gift shop. And I walk in and, you know, it's kind of a creepy place, but it's touristy, but there's this sign on the wall. You know, and it says something like, don't touch this area, or you'll be cursed, you know, all kinds of stuff. So they also have two displays in the store. And one display is full of like what looks like African masks. And the other is Madame Lizot's desk. And it has like some of her paperwork, and I don't know, like artifacts. And they're just kind of neat to look at. And I noticed the guy standing in the back, he was working in the store, he just kept staring at me the whole time. I can't start it off, you know, but it was super intense staring.

8:14And he would not look away. I'm trying to ignore him, and I'm looking at this exhibit of her desk. And I'm just kind of fascinated, you know, by all these things on it. And all of a sudden, I feel this really cold hand grab my ankle and slide up my leg. And I looked down at the ground, and there was nothing there. And I look over at the guy, and he's smiling at me. And it was the creepiest smile anyone's ever given me in my life. And I don't know what that was, but there is, there's definitely no one there. And I felt like the fingers grip around my leg, and the pressure of the hand slide up my leg. So I ran out of there, and I never went back, and I don't know what any of that was. But to this day, like I still wonder what happened in my aunt's house, and I wonder what the heck grabbed my leg and that of a low shot. So that's my story, and I love you guys, and I love your show, and that's all.

9:16Bye. What do you think is the creepiest part of that entire story? I don't know. I don't know what one's creepiest. And I think there are three separate incidents. They're very separate. But they don't have any connection other than Sarah, maybe more sensitive than other people because no one else saw the guy come into the rehearsal area. They know one heard the child that night slamming doors. Though they did say, yes, we have heard some weird things at the house that involved children. We've had some stuff happen, but no one seemed to notice that night that somebody shutting doors. You know, I find it hard to believe that I could sleep in my house with doors shutting. Right. You know, but okay. And then this whole cold hand thing. Right. I didn't like that. That's probably the weirdest of them. The others I can say, yes, haunted, right?

10:17There's a haunted. You saw a ghost come into a room. Didn't leave. Yes, you woke up and you heard children that were running in the halls and whatever. This guy thing though, that's just creepy. Like, and the fact that he seemed to be connected to this somehow. Well, and maybe something touched her and she looked up and made eye contact with him and he just has a creepy vibe. And he's creepy. Yeah. You know, he's an older guy looking at her, giving her that look like you're cute. And that's all creepy. Yeah. And to just have that happen. So I don't know if those two things are connected or are they connected? Yeah. I wouldn't be rushing back to New Orleans anytime soon. I want to go to New Orleans though. I'm all about it. Because I was her and Sarah. That happens. Yeah. Callie. I mean, that's enough. I react to New Orleans.

11:17It's kind of like me and every time I try to do any weeding in my yard, I break out in a rash. It's like, I don't need to do the weeding anymore. That's right. I need to go to New Orleans too much. Oh, God, yeah. Well, let's go to our next story. And this says, the summer I was 20, I took a seasonal front desk job at a resort a few hours from home. A friend and I planned to go together, but she got back together with her boyfriend and decided to stay home. I had already accepted the job and told everyone I was going. So I ended up going by myself. The resort offered employee housing, which was about the only way I could afford to do it. The staff house was behind the resort up a gravel drive. There were six bedrooms, a shared kitchen, and a living room where people left their laundry on the couch, even though there was a sign asking us not to. Somebody was always cooking or waiting for the shower. It was a little like being back in a dorm, except everyone was always tired from working.

12:22My room was upstairs with two twin beds and window facing the driveway. My roommate wasn't starting until the following week, so I had a few days to myself. I picked the bed closest to the outlet because I brought a fan and I left the other side alone. On my fourth night there, I was sitting outside with a girl named Aaron, who worked in one of the restaurants. I worked in early shift that day and I was asking her how long it took before she stopped feeling tired all the time. While I was talking, she looked up at the house and waved. I turned to see who she was waving at and a woman was standing in an upstairs window looking down at us. I waved to. The woman lifted her hand beside her face, Aaron asked me something about my shift. We went back to talking. I didn't know everybody yet. I assumed she did. Eventually, Aaron went inside to call her boyfriend. I stayed outside and finished eating. Then took our plates upstairs with me because I wanted to grab my phone before going back to the kitchen.

13:22When I walked into my room, I could see the wall where we'd been sitting through the window. Aaron's drink bottle was still down there. I still looking at it, then back into the hallway and counted the rooms. I went to the window again and realized the woman had been in my room. I hadn't locked the door. I'd only gone downstairs and people were in and out of each other's room sometimes. I figured somebody had come into borrow something, although I didn't have much worth borrowing. I found Aaron and asked who she had waved to and if she knew her, she said, I thought it was your roommate. I told her my roommate wasn't arriving until Monday. She put her phone down and came upstairs with me. There wasn't anyone there. We checked the closet. I looked to see whether anything had been moved. The bedding for the other bed was still folded at the foot of the mattress. My money was still zipped inside my bag. Aaron said there had been a few people visiting from the other employee building, maybe one of them had gone into the wrong room.

14:24I asked why would she stand at the window? Aaron said she didn't know, but neither of us had another explanation. I started locking my door after that. I wasn't thinking ghost. I was thinking I didn't want strangers going through my stuff while I was downstairs. Lindsay arrived the following Monday with two suitcases, a little TV and several bags of groceries. She was going to be working at the resort restaurant. We got along right away, which was a relief, because I'd been worried about sharing such a small space with somebody I didn't know. I didn't mention the woman, but then I decided somebody must have wandered in and it seemed like a weird thing to bring up while Lindsay was unpacking. Oh, by the way, Lindsay. I did ask her to lock the door when she left. She said she always locked her door anyway. On Friday, we went into town for dinner with two other employees. They dropped us off at the bottom of the drive. And it was getting dark and the porch light was on. We were walking toward the house when Lindsay looked up and asked who was in our room.

15:27I knew which window she meant before I looked. There was a woman standing there. Our room light on behind her. I could see her head and shoulders in part of her shirt. She was right up near the glass looking outside. Lindsay asked if I had given someone my key. I said, of course not. I'd been the one to lock the door and I remembered checking the handle because we were leaving for the evening. We stopped walking. Lindsay waved one arm. Hello, but the woman didn't wave back. I couldn't tell if she was even looking at us. She just stood there. Lindsay went ahead of me into the house. I followed her upstairs. Our door was locked. I had to dig the key out of my purse while she stood there waiting. The light was on, but there wasn't anything by the window that we could have mistaken for a person. We checked the closet and behind the door. Lindsay even looked under the beds. It was a small room. There wasn't much to search. I told her about seeing the woman when I was with Erin.

16:30She asked why I hadn't said anything and I told her I just thought it was somebody who walked into our room. I hadn't been trying to hide anything scary from her. We went downstairs, found Erin. I went in Lindsay to hear it from her too, partly because I was afraid she thought I was messing with her. Erin confirmed that we have both seen someone. The three of us sat in the kitchen for a long time that night. The next morning, Lindsay and I asked the house manager, if anyone had been in our room, she hadn't sent anybody up there. She checked the lock for us and asked whether anything was missing, but nothing was. We asked about getting another room. Everything was full. She said she'd let us know if somebody left, but until then we could stay where we were or find our own housing, which we couldn't afford. We kept the curtain shut after that. It sounds like such a useless thing to do, but coming back from work and looking up at that window was something neither of us wanted to deal with.

17:31We stayed for the whole season. Nothing else happened that we knew of, and after a while we could talk about other things when we were in the room. We still usually left the TV on when we were both home at night. What bothered me was that I'd waved to her the first time and I know she waved back. I hadn't even stopped talking for more than a few seconds. I hadn't gone upstairs and looked out. I probably would have never given her another thought. I liked the job, and by August they were asking who might want to return the next summer. Lindsay and I both said we'd think about it. We talked about finding somewhere. We had talked about finding somewhere else to stay, but it never worked out. Neither of us wanted that room again. I know we spent the rest of the summer there without anything happening, but I'm not sure that would have been enough for me to open the curtain. Love this show. It's nice to have someone to tell this without having to convince anybody first. Willow.

18:31Now that's the kind of job when I was young. I would have loved to take in a resort job for the summer. That would have been amazing. Yeah, I had friends that did that. You know, would go to Montana or somewhere and work for the summer. That would have been cool. I never even thought about doing anything like that. But it is interesting because now you've taken the job. You're seeing someone in your room. It doesn't seem like it's a person. They're not there to steal anything, which almost makes it creepier. Because everything's there. And you're kind of stuck. Like you can't afford to go get your own place. Yeah, and the rooms are awful. Well, in the first time the door wasn't locked. So you can say to yourself, and you could convince yourself, the door wasn't locked. Somebody came into the room. They looked out the window for some reason. You know, maybe thought they were in one of the other people's rooms

19:32and then realized they weren't or something and left. Like you could make all sorts of stories and scenarios up about that to make yourself feel better. But when you're coming home that night with Lindsay after gun to town to eat or whatever, and then you both see this person, you go up to the room and have to unlock the door. And no one's in there. But you had seen someone in there. But you had seen someone in there. And nothing's taken. Like you could say, well, maybe the woman who's managing the place is sneaking in the people's rooms and taking money or something. You know, I don't know. But that seems like to be not the case because nothing's gone. They weren't missing anything. So there doesn't seem to be any reason to have somebody continue to come into your room if they don't want anything from your room. And how are they getting in?

20:34But then nothing else happens all so we're alone. That they know of. But I also think you might get into the habit of when you walk up to the place not looking at your room because you don't want to know. Right. I could see doing that. And I think she kind of alluded to the fact that she kept the curtain's drawn so that she wouldn't see something. If this thing person goes, I don't know what it is, can stand in front of the window, they can certainly move a curtain out of the way. You can see from outside. It's just creepy. I'd like to haunt these people but the curtain is closed. I wanted to look over them and possibly wave. But I can't. There's the curtain. Darn it. The foil again. I'll have to go to another building. Yeah, I just don't get it.

21:34So to me, and it is weird that it's like, hey, person standing in the window, I don't, I don't even know that I would have thought to have waved at them. But I am friendly. And that is something I would do without thinking. You 100% would have waved at them. I 100% would have waved. I am friendly. So I don't know. That's creepy. I think going back would have been fun if you wouldn't have had to stay in that unit. It's like, is there another place we could stay? Yeah. Well, if you have a real ghost story, why not share with us. It's super easy to do. Leave us a voicemail call 855-8534802. Write it down. Go to realgoestoriesonline.com. And remember, wherever you are listening, if you would just hit subscribe, that would be great. And for all of us here at Real Go Stories Online, thank you very much for listening.

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