originally posted by: doodles40
a reply to: NoCorruptionAllowed
Nice man that's the way show no fear! haha I find bad spirits are like bullies, they will only push you around if you let them. (Well most of then
When I was little, I wasn't so fearless and brave, so I gotta tell you about this one. I posted about it in other threads long time back.
I was about 8 or 9 years old and my family were members of a Christian church that used to be in this huge old building that was built before world
war 2. here's a pic of this building.
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This church had 3 large main floors, with a 4th floor in the center of the building that was like a loft landing which had some small store rooms and
a full court basketball gym with an adjacent small weight room and a few old barbells.
To get to the gym, you went up a ramp from the first floor, the ramp was for wheelchairs, and was a cool but strange feature because it was really
wide.. Anyways enough with the furniture.. At the top of the ramp was entrance to the large sanctuary that had the Dome in the center, you can see the
dome in image. That dome had stained glass and was amazing.
Giving descriptions of this building more than usual, but it is because this building haunts my dreams still to this day, and I just had a spooky
dream I was in it again 2 nights ago. It has been 10 years since I had these dreams, and then just a couple nights ago, bang! I have had differing
but reoccurring dreams of being inside this building for close to 50 frigging years! The building burned down in 1975 0r '76' and all that was left
was a brick shell. It had been abandoned when the church decided to build a new one 5 miles away, and homeless people shacked up in it after that till
someone built a fire in it to keep warm and became a victim of there own carelessness.
All these dreams are scary and there is always something wrong. I remember every dream like a video library for some odd reason.
But on to my ghost encounter which still makes my skin crawl thinking about it.
There was a dinner at the church one night and it was a chile feed, which was a popular thing back then. I think it was a Tuesday night. As soon as we
arrived, which was late, I was asking parents of my 2 buddies where they were, and was told they went up to the gym to play basketball, so I went up
past that Sanctuary, down a hall, then up this double long flight of stairs, because it went past the third floor, and up to a landing and at the top
to the right was the gym, and left was a small store room, and then walking further on this smallish landing was another stair way that went down the
back side staircase to the third floor. The other stairs on front side had no third floor access.
The light at the top by the gym doors was very dim like a 60 watt bulb, And I was walking up those front stairs I yelled for my friends but no one
answered. I started to hear piano notes being played, like a song that was being played from someone good at the piano. I thought it was my friends,
but didn't think they could play that good, so as I am getting to the top by the gym, I hear it still playing. There was in fact an old rickety piano
at the very bottom landing of the back side stair case. I am now tip toeing across the top landing which was about 15 feet across and almost in view
of the stairs going down the back stairs, and the piano is still playing and then just one second before I can see the piano at the bottom of the
stairs, it stops playing suddenly, and I am now looking at it and no one is there and it is very quiet.
I am not worried thinking my friends heard me and ducked out of site to mess with me, so I start down the stairs and only go down them maybe 5 or 6
steps and I yell out for my friends pretty loud and then I just stand there and wait looking right at that piano and then SLAM! something slammed the
piano keys like with the palms of the hands real hard and it made that loud piano sound just like that. I got the big time creeps and all the hair on
my neck went up, and I felt the feeling of adrenaline and extreme fear and panic, and no one was there, I turned around ran up the stairs as fast as I
could and ran down the front stairs and almost fell down them, but didn't fall, I was going 3 and 4 step jumps down those stairs, and ran back to the
When I got back there my friends were out in the parking lot outside, and had not even gone to the gym, but were in one of the first floor rooms and I
had missed them earlier, and I was talking to one of my friend's dad and he saw how freaked out I was and scared and so I told him what happened, and
he told me that during world war two, that lots of soldiers had stayed there and used the building at that time, but I don't see how that would make
it haunted, but there were a lot of folks who loved that Church and I also did, It was really a special place with a lot of friendships and huge
dinners and banquets, and seasonal events. It even had a large room with a big stage for plays and back stage dressing rooms and stuff.. It had a ton
of class rooms that were themed for kids ages and such. A lot of memories there from when I was born till I was about 13 or 14 then it sat abandoned
after the church moved.
That piano key slam scared me really bad and I had nightmares for the next 40 frigging years afterwards..
There was totally no physical creature anywhere near that piano, and the loudness of that piano keys being pounded hard like that was only what a
person could do.
The feeling I got when I ran away was something chasing me that didn't like kids and that made me run too fast and I almost took a nose dive down
those stairs, but the thought of being stuck there and easy prey made me keep my balance LOL..
In one of those nightmares I had a very long time ago, there was a ghoul coming up a big manhole cover sized drain in the basement which no one went
down to, it was just actually a small cellar like room with the huge furnace and didn't actually have a drain.
In that dream, this ghoul was an old hag like thing and was climbing up a long spiral staircase that went down into hell I think, and as it got closer
to the cellar it's shrieked louder and more scary, and then in the dream I try to run away but I can barely move like one inch per second, and it's
going to get there before I can even get away lol.. Then I would wake up in a cold sweat..
I shouldn't have retold these stories of this old building, because not like one week later I have another dream of it, and it has been over a decade
since I had any dreams of it haha...
I always remember these dreams and can recall most of them just by concentrating and thinking about one of them, then they all can be recalled like a
Pretty frigging strange eh?
This is by far the most I have ever revealed about this old place..