Your True Tales
January 2008 - Page 2
I am a home healthcare provider for the developmentally disabled and am currently working in a house that has to be haunted. Let me explain why. First of all, the home is located in Chesterton, Indiana, and I split shifts with two other ladies. I work 6 a.m. to 2 p.m. and the other shifts are 2 p.m. to 10 p.m. and 10 p.m. to 6 a.m. Now, with that out of the way, let me begin.
Our client moved into this house in October of this year and, of course, there were adjustments to be made. By her being mentally disabled, we knew that her adjusting period would be equivalent to that of a child. She normally goes to bed around 8 p.m., when the 2 p.m. to 10 p.m. person is working. The young lady that works this shift came in on the second day in order for me to leave, but she had quite a story about the previous night.
When she put the client to bed, she went into the living room to complete her paperwork. Not ten minutes later, the client came running down the hall whining that she couldn't go to sleep because "the man won't leave me alone." We both laughed it off... nervously, I might add. About a week later, the knocking began. The house would be quiet, and out of nowhere there would be light knocking on the walls and even coming from the floor. Then our nightshift person (10 p.m. to 6 a.m. ) told us that she saw a shadow cross the hall from our client's bedroom to the bathroom. Thinking it was the client, she got up to check on her. When she looked in the bathroom, there was no one there, and the client was still in her bed fast asleep. Needless to say, she was totally freaked out.
My experience happened on Thanksgiving morning as the client was taking a nap. I was sitting on the couch watching TV. From the couch, we are able to look down the hall and see into the kitchen. No one else was there except me and the client. I clearly heard a woman say, "Please help me..." and she began to sob. I am getting spooked out just writing about this. Anyway, thinking that it was the client, I got up to check on her. She was fast asleep -- and that's when it hit me. Our client has a speech impediment that prevents her from speaking clearly. The voice I heard was speaking as clearly as you or I. I went back into the living room and vowed to ignore every noise from then on.
I am spooked every day going to work, but it's my job and I have to deal with it.
Do you have a paranormal tale to tell?