Give up the Ghost - Repost from sometime in 2011

Today shall be a day of ghost or paranormal experiences I have had. If you don't believe in this sort of stuff, I don't blame you. I never did until weird stuff started happening to me. Although there has always been places that for whatever reason creeped me out. My parents bedroom in the house I grew up in, for one. I'm not sure what it was about that room but there was something about it. Whenever I was in there I always felt like someone was watching me, it just had this weird feeling I could not shake. But I suppose what do you expect building a housing tract over a location in which people were hung, and better yet naming it after this fact.<br /><br />We shall start with a story from CSUF, basically picking up from the awkward bathroom story. Same exact set up but the following night, if you have not read that story shame on you, but basically middle of the night during finals week in a pretty much empty building. This night Christen was most certainly there and we were heading downstairs to go have a cigarette. Rather then take the escalators we decided to take the stairs which means walking by the elevator. As we walked by with three feet from the wall, the doors open. This is a little weird as we assumed no one else would be up on this particular floor, so we looked in, it was empty. Odd but we walked it off figuring some douche hit all the buttons before getting off on another floor. So we go have our cigarette and its a bit creepy outside, but that was not unusual since the school decided to try and save money by turning as many lights out on campus as possible, basically turning it into rape campus as we liked to refer to it. I'm sure this saved the school a ton of money, but I really have to wonder if there was not a better way to go about cutting costs like installing lights that use solar power, or led lights that use significantly less electricity. Yes this would cost money to set up, but in the long run the school would save money for years to come without putting students at risk or in fear. Back to the story, so Christen and I come back up stairs and walk by the same elevator this time even further from the door, probably because we were already a bit scared but didn't want to say anything to each other. Well once again just before we reach the door, it opens, and once again no one is inside. We looked at each other and increased our speed to the lab. Once inside we told everyone about this creepiness and they shared that they have had the same thing occur before, but only in the middle of the night. So now we are all creeped the hell out but get back to work. An hour or so goes by and now Christen has to use the restroom, me being the excellent friend I am offer to walk with him since we must walk by the elevator yet again. Me being the rational person I am, figure it was just random luck or weird timing that we just happen to be passing by the previous times when the door was opening, so a little on edge but more or less confident that nothing would happen we head down the hallway. The hallway was silent and neither of us felt it appropriate to speak so we walked quietly and with some haste. We reached the door and yet again it opened, rational thought went out the window and we ran the rest of the way to the bathroom. Christen refused to go in alone, so I stood outside holding the door open and speaking to him the entire time to keep us both calm. Upon finishing we both stood outside of the bathroom door staring down the hallway like it was our walk to the gallows. We ran and there may have been screaming like little girls but I have no confirmation on this part. And of course that fucking door opened again.<br />This time upon entering the lab we decide to google this shit and see if anyone else has had any of these experiences. The answer to that question is a definite yes. <a href="http://www.carpenoctem.tv/haunt/ca/">http://www.carpenoctem.tv/haunt/ca/</a><br /><a href="http://www.elfmanworld.com/spookyarchive/schoolspirits.html">http://www.elfmanworld.com/spookyarchive/schoolspirits.html</a><br />Those have pretty much the same info and you can find a handful of other pages with pretty much the same stuff. So if you read those you would see that a picture of a ghost was taken on the fourth floor, the floor we were on. For the information on the professor here you go "On October 13th, 1984, Edward Cooperman, a physics professor, was shot and killed by his former student, Minh Van Lam, in McCarthy Hall." From the other information I could find, it occurred inside of his office which was in the basement floor. Of course there have been many other deaths on campus, most notably the schizophrenic janitor who shot nine and killed seven people on campus in the old library. And of course the numerous jumpers, I believe while I was in attendance there were three, two of which were not students but residents from the area, I guess the tall building just call to them. So needless to say after having read all of that and having the weird stuff with the elevator Christen and I were practically shitting ourselves that night.<br /><br />This is turning out to be quite the lengthy blog, but as it is on topic I shall continue. So a couple of years ago for about six months or so I was seeing something on my drive home. At first I didn't think much about it, but a couple of times a week out of the corner of my eye in two specific spots I would see the figure of a man in a green wind breaker. I chalked it up to me being tired, once again the rational side of me let me be a normal reasonable person. But I had some conversation or saw some movie and it got me thinking about what I was seeing, so I started trying to see it every morning to figure out what it was. Well shortly after this, and according to some because I was trying to see this figure, weird stuff started happening in my apartment. The first major thing and probably the most frightening occurred while I was in the shower. I mean seriously can you imagine a more terrible place for something bad to happen. The apartment was empty, which when you live with five people is very rare, so I was enjoying my shower and unshared hot water. Eyes closed rinsing shampoo out of my hair and I felt a hand grab my left arm, the side that was facing a wall. It did not hurt but it was a strong grip on my arm and I could feel four fingers and thumb wrap around my arm. I immediately look down at my arm and nothing is there, for whatever reason I then check the rest of the restroom which of course was empty. I quickly finished washing the shampoo out, got out of the restroom and dressed in record time. I then awkwardly stood in my bedroom trying to make sense of what just happened. When everyone came home I shared my experience and hoped that would be the end of all that. But no, a few days later, Meghan and I were laying in bed goofing around or talking or something, I'm pretty sure I stole her nose anyhow, and near my feet I felt the pressure in the mattress change. It felt like someone were putting their hand down with some weight behind it right next to my feet. I freaked, Meghan said she felt it too, we both freaked. And that was the day I had a stern talking to the 'ghost' or whatever or well likely nothing. But after that nothing else happened, I stopped seeing the figure on my drive home, no more being grabbed, back to normal living. And thankfully it has stayed this way ever since.