This story takes place in the summer of 1993 in Berlin,
Germany. I was 6 years old at the time, ten years ago....
My second-oldest sister, who was in the military, worked
in a Military Hospital, and usually worked a day-shift,
unless she was called in for the night-shift. It was
around 11pm (could've been later), when my sister called
my mother, and asked her to pick her up at the hospital,
since her shift has ended earlier. So my mother and I
drove to her, and walked into the hospital. All the
doctors were gone, and the nurses couldn't be seen, and no
one else was around, since it was only a hospital for
those who are in the military, and there weren't many sick
ones there at the time. So my mother and I walked towards
the Laboratory, to get my sister. She said she had to
finish something upstairs and told us to wait in the
hallway in front of the Laboratory door alone, and she
wouldn't be gone more than 10 minutes. So as we waited in
front of the laboratory, we heard different cracking
noises, that we thought would be normal in a hospital. But
soon after those noises disappeared, we heard footsteps,
not far away from where we were standing. The sound was as
if someone was sliding their feet across the floor, moving
closer to us. It continued to move even closer to us,
until it felt as if it was standing in front of us, and
then it stopped. A few seconds later, the sounds started
again, but soon faded behind us, as if the spirit or
whatever it was, was walking away from us.
My mother and I
stared towards the disappearing sound in horror. We had
heard rumors that a ghost would be haunting in this
hospital, but none of my family members, including I,
believed it, and always took it as a joke.
When my sister had returned, we quickly told her what had
happened, and she said she isn't surprised, and told us
that the other day she was working in the lab and one of
the tubes (That you fill with blood) moved from one corner
to the other side. Then, she told us to follow her, and
showed us a huge dent in the wall, where only staff-
members have access to. And they told us that it would
have possibly been the ghost.
Weeks later (it could've been months) my sister told us
that the ghost that was haunting the hospital was one of
the female staff-members that had committed suicide, in the
operating room, because her boyfriend that was also a
staff-member (could've been just her lover), had gone with
another girl, so she couldn't handle it and killed
herself.
We had moved away from Germany that following year, first
to North Carolina, then Texas, and finally our
destination: California. And my whole family still
believes, that it was the actual ghost that had visited us.
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