Thanks to Stephanie from Massachusetts for this story!
Whenever I think of haunted states, the ones that come immediately to mind are New York, Virginia, and Massachusetts. Maybe it’s because they are all from the original thirteen colonies and have so much history, but it’s not surprising to hear of ghost stories. From houses to colleges to battlefields, almost everything is haunted.
Stephanie works the night shift in a residential home for children with extreme developmental issues. Part of her job is to check on the children routinely throughout the night. She does this about every five to ten minutes. The house that she works in has four bedrooms, a kitchen, bathrooms, laundry room, and a living room that functions as a common area.
Stephanie sits watch in the hallway. The living room is behind her. Two bedrooms are at the front of the house. In order to get to the second bedroom, she had to walk around the staircase and pass through the living room.
Last October, it was a normal night like any other when things suddenly became strange. It was about two or three in the morning. The area by the craft table in the living room was dimmer than usual. For some reason, Stephanie had forgotten to turn the light on in the room that night.
As she turned into the living room, the figure of a man materialized. He had short hair, was muscular in stature, and looked to be anywhere from his twenties to mid-thirties. It happened so quickly that Stephanie didn’t even have time to react. One second he was walking beside her and the next, he had passed through the wall by the craft table and disappeared. She only caught the side profile of his face and didn’t notice any particular details about his clothes.
Stephanie is a no-nonsense person. She had a better reaction than most other people would have had in her situation. Once the man was gone, she resumed her nightly duties. Since that night, Stephanie always remembers to keep the light on in the living room. The mysterious man is yet to make another appearance.
2 thoughts on “Keep the Light On”
A number of years ago when my husband and I were living in Rockland County, NY, we were coming home late from an evening with friends. As I was driving down the road I noticed someone standing on the side. Knowing people do stupid things I slowed down a bit and moved toward the center when the person suddenly jumped out at the car. I floored the gas and swerved around him. All I could think was “something was wrong with his face”. I could describe his clothing in detail but his face was a blur. Thing is, my husband saw a man in completely different clothes, they couldn’t have been mistaken for each other, but he also couldn’t see the face. This happened at a cross road and down the road at least 1/2 mile away was a cemetery. We never saw him again but I always took that section of the road just a little faster.
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Wow! That is one creepy story, Edith. I definitely would have done the same thing after that encounter. If you ever want to send me any stories for the blog, you can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.