My girlfriend and I moved into the Mission neighborhood of
San Francisco about three months ago. This neighborhood is
rich in history and is near the Mission de San Francisco,
where San Francisco was founded in the 1800s by
missionaries.
Let me just start that I have never seen a ghost before,
but I have been interested in the unknown for a long time.
The street where we live has a string of houses that are
all the same. It’s hard to see this now because many of
the owners have built garages or changed the façade of the
buildings. All these houses were built in the late 1800s
before the big quake of 1906 which destroyed much of the
city.
Now let me describe the layout of our flat. Through the
front door as you walk in there is a long hallway with
doors to the right. The first opening is a front room
which we use for entertaining, the second room is the TV
room and off of the TV room there is a door. From the
hallway you go straight into the kitchen and off of the
kitchen is the bedroom and a small office in the back and
another door which leads down stairs to a patio. Now back
to the bathroom. It is the most peculiar thing ever.
First off there are two doors which lead to the bathroom.
One from the TV room and one from the hallway. To say the
least it has very bad feng shui. Both these doors are next
to each other. Then when you enter the bathroom, you have
to immediately turn right, which brings you to a mini
sink. Then you must turn immediately left, and on your
left is a bathtub and next to the bathtub a vent. But
that’s not all. You continue down and turn right and there
is a toilet. It’s a maze of a bathroom. So we thought
there must be an explanation for this weird bathroom, since
the rest of the house is so normal. A friend suggested
that during the dot.com boom that the bedroom had a door
and that they rented out each of the rooms so they could
make more money. Well we’ve taken a look at the bedroom
walls and there is no indication of any doors leading from
the bedroom to the bathroom. Okay, now is where it gets
interesting….
There is only one window in the bathroom, which doesn’t
have a view. Below the window is a walkway about 8 feet
down which goes from the front to the back of the house.
Across the window is the side of the neighbors’ house.
Whenever you walk into the bathroom it suddenly gets very
cold and there is no draft. But if you leave the door open
it is sure to close. Even with the window closed with no
draft the door opens and closes all day. Mostly it closes
after you enter the room, which used to freak me out, but
I’m pretty much used to it now.
There are also two mirrors
in this room, one over the sink and one on the other side
of the room. If you look into one you can see into the
other. Around near one of the mirrors and the bathtub is
particularly creepy. It is always cold and a feeling comes
over you. I don’t know how to explain it except pure
dread. I can be in a super happy mood, and when I go into
the bathroom, I come out upset and troubled.
There is also a low crying noise, almost like a moaning or sob which is
emitted from the vent next to the tub where it is extremely
cold. At night it gets extremely loud and at times I swear
its saying the name Crystal over and over. I’ve tried
taping this vent shut, covering it up with duct tape and
paper, but to no avail. I’ve called the landlord numerous
times and he thinks I’m crazy. So last week I took apart
the vent and saw that it led to a small crawlspace which I
had never noticed before. The chill from this crawlspace
was frigid. Mind you that in San Francisco it rarely gets
too cold and is very mild. But when I opened this vent, I
could see my breath and a sense of dread came over me. I
could also see something down there, so I reached down and
there was a small piece of paper that read “too young to
die”. This freaked me out so much I ran out of there and
called the landlord and told him what I’d found and
demanded an explanation.
Since the landlord lives upstairs
I had him come down and look at the crawlspace. He finally
confessed that he had known about the room, and when he had
bought the house over thirty years ago, the former tenants
were newlyweds. Soon after they were married the wife
became pregnant. Around when the baby was supposed to be
born, the wife was planning on leaving the husband with
another man. It turns out the husband was abusive and
would beat the pregnant wife. My landlord told me of
occurrences in the house of intense fighting and loud noise
when they would fight. Back then he explained people
really didn’t call the police and let people figure it out
themselves.
So one night the husband discovered the wife’s
plan to leave him and he became so violent that he beat her
unconscious and locked her in the crawlspace. Eventually
he let her out, but the baby was lost, whose name was
Crystal.
Now since I know this story, I’ve been having trouble
sleeping and sometimes have nightmares about this
occurrence. I swear I have demons in my dreams. My friend
bought me a dreamcatcher and that seems to help a little,
but I hate going into my peculiar shaped bathroom and hope
that Crystal’s Mom is someday free.
Thanks for reading my story. Let me know if you’ve had any
similar occurrences and how you helped them.
Contact me here: jberger96@aol.com
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