Ghosts at School, Home AND Work!
T. studied to become an ER nurse and while attending college worked at nursing homes.
T. is part Lakota from the Cheyenne River Tribe and went to college for a semester at Haskell Indian Nations University, located in Lawrence, Kansas. Only natives registered in a tribe are allowed to attend. Haskell began in 1884 and has its own cemetery. It has a reputation for ghost sightings and phenomena.
T. says there were always reports of sightings and paranormal activity. T. could hear furniture moving around in the room above her dorm room almost every night, but then she got to know the girl that lived in that dorm and the girl said she never moved her furniture around–especially not in the middle of the night.
T. says, “I always just felt a presence there and I was scared of the deep darkness. The type of darkness you can’t even see shadows in. I had told one of my friends and they said the spirits probably followed me home from work at a nursing home, plus living on a haunted campus itself. That’s when I started sleeping with a dream catcher in my window and it got so bad and I was so scared that my friend had a friend of hers come smudge my room for me. It either helped or it made me feel better or both?
The natives believe strongly in spirits and smudging and I loved hearing all their stories about that sort of thing.”
A long time ago, I am unsure if I was awake or still asleep and dreaming but I was laying on my left side and I opened my eyes and there was a very tall, lanky man wearing a long black trench coat. He was a dark figure, but I could see the outline of his shoulders in the dark and his grey mustache. But the rest of him was black, however it stood out in the black of night. He didn’t move and appeared to be looking down at me. I don’t think I’d be as tall as he was–even if I stood on the bed.” (T. is tall.)
The trouble did not end when she left Haskell. T. remembers,”Another memory I have is that I was laying in bed and I opened my eyes and in the darkness was the door, straight ahead and slightly to the right. But standing just to the left of it, to where I could see his black outline against the white walls was a dark, bulky shadow. It appeared like it was just looking at me at the end of the bed. It had the strong, dominant presence of a man and that’s why I always refer to it as ‘him’ when I think back about it. I was so terrified I couldn’t move, felt like I couldn’t breath. He began to move more left around the side of the bed into the darkness. I remember the red digital numbers on the alarm clock on my dresser against the other wall he was now walking by. I squeezed my eyes shut and then the alarm clock started going off. I started to scream and opened my eyes and the lights were on and the alarm clock was off. The alarm clock said 12:13 in those bright red digital numbers.
That was the last time I saw him, but while I lived in that house I was constantly hearing knocking in the middle of the night, sometimes right on the window directly next to my bed. I honestly was always too scared to open my eyes in the darkness while I lived there.”
T. was around twenty when the shadow men bothered her and she was living in Oklahoma. The shadow figures were in two different houses. T. figured that maybe she brought them home with her from work.
She has worked night shift since 2003 and has had plenty of weird, spooky things happen at work as well. Countless times call lights would go off in empty rooms or doors opened and shut with nobody around. Sometimes there were loud bangs, knocks, and noises down the dark hallways. Always there was no one there. T. remembers several times patients asking about the man standing in their room, in the dark, in the middle of the night. Or they would ask for the identity of the woman sitting in the chair. T. says, “Every hospital and nursing home I’ve ever worked in, has the superstition that as soon as someone passes, you open the window so their spirit can escape and not be trapped forever there in the lonely hospital.”