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December 2006 - Page 9
Nursing Home Poltergeist
by Tanis
About three or four years ago, I was employed at a nursing home. I worked night shift with three to four other people. Each night we were assigned a hall on which we did rounds every two hours and answered call lights as needed. In our down time between rounds, we usually would sit in the dining hall, which was located right in the middle.
I suppose, to get a good idea of how things happened, I should describe the setup. The building was built almost in the shape of a spider. The dining hall was the center with hallways branching off with a total of five halls altogether. Now, back to my story.
For the first month I worked there, absolutely nothing happened. I was a bit disappointed and said so one night between rounds. I'd been told detailed stories of happenings and was beginning to think people were doing just that, telling stories. When it was time to do rounds again that night, I moved from room to room without any trouble until I got to the very last room. I checked on the patient, and was moving toward the door when the bathroom door (which is a very large metal door) slammed shut quite loudly. I, of course, jumped right out my shoes and without reopening the door ran out of the room. When I'd regathered my wits I went in search of my friend and dragged her down the hall to the room where we found the bathroom door wide open again.
To make a rather long story short, I will tell of a few other experiences. Call lights would turn on in rooms with no one in them. We'd go to check and find the room empty. They even called in an electrician to make sure there were no faulty wires as we have to log every call light. We would, at quiet times, hear the sound of someone walking down the hall only to find no one out of bed.
I recall one time I was in the laundry room by myself switching clothes to the dryer when I distinctly heard someone call my name. I thought it odd because it was a male voice and there were no males working that night. We would hear what sounded like large cans falling in the kitchen, yet when the cooks arrived in the morning we would investigate only to find everything in order. (The kitchen is locked tight every night.)
I suppose the eeriest things that happened were down one particular hall. What we had dubbed the "death hall" because patients who were on their deathbeds would be moved to that hall so they could receive more one on one care 'round the clock. There were cold spots in many rooms, equipment would malfunction even after being thoroughly checked out, and voices could be heard. I remember one particular night where I was assigned to the bedside of a man who eventually passed away early the next morning. I had stepped out of the room for a moment to retrieve something (can't remember what) and when I reentered I was shocked to find a woman standing at the foot of the bed. There was no possible way that she could have entered the room without me seeing her. When I questioned her as to why she was in there, she just smiled sadly at me and then disappeared before my very eyes.
I suppose the most unnerving thing about that hall is that some nights there would be a constant whispering, though you could never understand just what the "voices" were whispering about. I'll not state the name or the state of this home as I don't want anyone mad at me. I know, after my year long stint working there, that the place is truly haunted. There were many more happenings... too many to tell.
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