November 2004 Page 14
I worked at a hospital (in one of the original buildings) until around six months ago. My husband often came to collect me, and one evening I went out to the car and he commented that he had waved to Blair (my workmate June's grandson, who occasionally visited his gran at work. I shared an office with June and she was the only person left in the building when I left).
I answered that no, Blair isn't here tonight and my hubby said he had quite clearly seen a little boy looking in his direction at the window of the room next to my office, whom he assumed must have been Blair. Well, this window he referred to was in a section of the building I knew to be locked. (I had checked the door myself.) The window was situated at the foot of the stairwell and right next to mine and June's office.
I said we better go back because I assumed some kid was hiding in there and was now locked in. My hubby was shocked and said the boy was very young (Blair was 4 and, as I said, my hubby has thought it was him). Anyway, we went back in and I shouted to June that there was a kid in the stairwell and she came out. Sure enough the door was locked. I unlocked the door and we entered the stairwell, which was deserted (as it had been when I checked). The only other entrances were a door at the top, which was always locked and only security held the key (the upstairs was just old and unused hospital rooms which were in a real state of disrepair) and the other door led to the stationery cupboard which I had also checked was locked.
We had gone through this part of the building many times to the stationery cupboard before, and the bottom of the stairwell had a small set of steps which led to a room where this window was. Neither myself or June had ever taken any notice of this door (we knew it was only the bottom of the stairwell) so we tried it and it was locked, I called security to come over and unlock it as we were all concerned about this kid. Inside was a small area, which only contained an old sink and the window my hubby had been looking at - and the area was empty. There was no boy there, we checked to the top of the stairs, unlocked the stationery cupboard and checked inside it and the security guard confirmed the upstairs door hadn't been opened for weeks.
My hubby was the biggest skeptic in the world until he saw that little boy, he now believes that he seen a ghost and is as positive to this day as he was then of what he saw.
The security guard later admitted to me that, whilst doing nightly security checks, he had heard strange noises in that area in the evening when he knew the building to be empty (in particular when he first started working at the hospital), but was too afraid to say to anyone for fear of being made fun of. We investigated and learned that the particular building we were working in had once homed the infectious diseases patients and indeed lots of kids had lost their lives in that building.
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