My best friend and I went through a period of time when she
and I were the only ones we ever had any social contact with
due to financial and personal situations.
I had a long
distance boyfriend at the time who was curious in the
paranormal. We would spend our days and nights talking to
each other on the phone. One night, my boyfriend had found
a website which listed all of the so called haunted places
in the city in which he lived. He and his friends decided
to go to one of the places late one night. My boyfriends
brother had brought along a camera, sure enough they claim
to have seen a shadowy figure walking across a bridge
towards them. While the other boys ran off, my boyfriend's
brother snapped a few pictures before taking off himself.
A few days after this happened, abnormal events started to
take place in my boyfriends apartment. There were random
knocks on doors, doors slamming, and my boyfriend who was in
a band had his music files (of his bands music) on his
closed laptop, in the middle of the night his laptop started
to blare his bands songs. My boyfriends mother tried to
"cleanse" the apartment, and that is when the spirit came to
me. We, my best friend and I, believe that the spirit came
to me because I was the next closest person (emotionally &
spiritually).
This is when my best friend and I became haunted by what was
later named Ms. Chanandler. My best friend, also named
Jessica, has 3 adopted younger sisters who are the love of
her life. The first event that made us aware happened one
night in her bedroom. A picture of her 3 little sisters
slid across a desk. Soon after, we both heard noises at
night (in our seperate homes) and whenever we stayed the
night together we would hear glass breaking in bathrooms,
footsteps, and we could definitely sense a present. As a
side note, when we heard the glass break, we went to check
and nothing was broken.
The biggest sequence of events
happened one weekend while Jessica and I were babysitting 2
little boys while their parents were out of town. We were
living at the house for about 4 days and one night while
having a cigarette after the kids were asleep, we heard the
baby cry on the baby monitor (which was inside). Jessica,
who was "in charge" of the 3 month old, ran inside to go
check on the baby. She came back reporting that he was
passed out and that the monitor must have picked up another
monitor from around the neighborhood. We stayed outside
just talking for a few more minutes and we noticed the
people's cats were roaming around the house in a very wierd
manner.
All day long these cats would hide but that night
they were coming to the back door pawing at it. Next thing
you know, the baby monitor lights went up and we heard the
baby cry. Jessica rushed to the door but when she tried to
open it, we had been locked out from the inside! Together
we both had to pull (and almost broke the door frame!) to
get the door open, and sure enough when we both rushed to
the room where the baby was supposedly crying... he was out
cold.
We were both insanely freaked out but tried to keep
ourselves calm because we needed to be in good condition to
care for the kids. Later that night though, when Jessica
was asleep, I had fallen asleep with the phone lying on my
stomach. In the middle of the night I woke up to the phone
making a loud noise so I picked it up to read what the
display said. "PAGING" is what it read, so I looked around
for Jessica to see if she needed the phone for some reason,
and there was Jessica... fast asleep next to me. The
spookiest part is the base of the phone where someone would
page it from was directly behind my head where I was
sleeping! We decided that it was best for us to not be
afraid of our ghost, so we gave it a name Ms. Chanandler (a
joke brought on by watching way too many Friends episodes).
It seemed that once we accepted that someone or something
was there, whether they are still here or not they do not
seem to make their presence known anymore and we have not
experienced anymore paranormal scares since! It also opened
us up to some information and occurrences that we had never
been exposed to before.
Life truly is a learning
experience... and all walks of life for that matter!
Contact me here: crazyjme41@hotmail.com
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