Your True Tales
November 2004 – Page 23

Ghost in the Elevator
by Maria

I have had many things happen over the years, but this one really did it. I was about 20 at the time. I lived in a highrise in Riverdale, N.Y. I had come home late one night. I could not find a parking space, so I parked in back of the building. I had to enter the basement, which was fine with me; I had a key to get in.

When I opened the door, a man was in front of me as we got to the elevator. I called out to him to hold the elevator door open. He didn't! I was so mad. I pushed the button while looking up at what floor the elevator was on. It was still on "B" so I knew it hadn't moved.

The door opened and no one was in the elevator. Strange but true.

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