A ghostly tale


With Halloween upon us, the ghost stories/movies are on tv by the dozens. Everyone has their own opinion about whether or not ghosts are real. Some think its hog-wash, while others are big time believers. Well, I happen to be the later and I will tell you why in my…


When I was in my early 20’s, I used to work in property management. My first job in that field was at the Ashford Apartments in Chattanooga, TN. The leasing office is in a mansion, atop a hill surrounded by apartment buildings. It is a beautiful mansion where many weddings take place throughout the year. What isn’t so beautiful is what happened one dark night while I was closing up by myself.

(This is where the scary music needs to start playing)

I guess now it has changed names to Riverview Grande, but here is a picture of the Mansion Clubhouse.

Not a shabby place to work in, right??

That’s what I thought, until this night. It was the time of year when it started getting darker earlier. Everyone else had left a little early, so I was responsible for closing up. Now, when I first started working here, I had heard some “stories” of the ghost that lived in the mansion. Until then, I thought it was just silly and was someone’s way of trying to scare the poo out of me because they knew I was a scaredy cat. The ghosts name was Mary, and she was a little girl who stayed on the top floor. I was told that she had hung herself on the banister of the grand staircase because of her horrible, mean father. I tried not to think much about it, but my eyes would always travel to the top of the staircase every time I walked in or out of the front door. I would occasionally think I heard something, and then chalk it up to my mind trying to screw with me.

This night, it was definitely not just my mind. The office is located inside and has several interior doors you have to lock up before exiting the building. I had locked every door, was setting the alarm and walked by the office door on the way to the front door. The office door was a french door, so obviously you could see through it. I saw something whisk past the other side of the door and then my chair behind my desk starting rolling across the floor. Was the air/heat on, no..were the floors terribly uneven, no…was there anyone hiding under the desk trying to make me have a heart attack, no…had we had an earthquake, no. Every possible explanation has gone through my head. Am I crazy…I have not had an official diagnosis yet, so don’t go blaming it on that! ๐Ÿ˜‰ Was it Mary? I’m not sure. But what I do know is, a real live person did NOT make that happen.

Did I ever close up the mansion by myself again? Hell no!!

Do you have a ghost story? I would love to hear it!


5 responses »

  1. lol! I’ve never had an experience with ghosts, but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist. I know that the Bible speaks about evil spirits, demons, ect. God even allowed King Solomon to see Samuel after he was dead. Wouldn’t that be seeing a ghost? I know that many people have claimed to have had things happen that raised the hair on the backs of their necks. Who knows everything that is or isn’t in the world? All I know is I haven’t seen one, and would just as soon NOT! ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. I remember one night I was at my grandparent’s big old house. Upstairs was dark and I was all by myself searching for the light switch when an image of a person – which looked like it was formed out of a thin electroluminescent wire just flashed right then and there. It was very quick, the second I blinked it was already gone. But the image stuck in my head. I got scared of course and ran downstairs. I never told anyone though. The next day, I was helping my grandparents sort out old pictures – black and white pictures when I noticed a picture of a familiar person. I swore it resembled the image that flashed before me on that night. Grandpa said it was his father.

  3. Wow that was unusual. I just wrote an very long comment but after I clicked submit my comment didn’t show up. Grrrr… well I’m not writing all that over again. Anyway, just wanted to say fantastic blog!

  4. I would be happy to go the rest of my life without having another encounter! I went on a ghost tour in St. Augustine earlier this year but we didn’t see anything, just heard some great stories! My girls wanted to see a ghost but I know they wouldn’t have slept for months if they had!

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