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GHOST HOTEL
Jared Keeler
I have long believed that spirits (ghosts, if you will) are present on earth. This opinion is, of course, from the multitude of accounts of sightings....some from my own family members. I have lived in a "haunted house" myself, and although I had not witnessed a sighting, had experienced strange occurrences and felt the presence of unseen subjects. I feel compelled to reveal to you an experience I recently had while my wife and I were staying in an old New York City Hotel for a three day weekend.
At approximately 3:30am on the morning of October 27, 2002, I heard my wife awake to go into the bathroom. Once she had returned to bed, I went there myself. I had turned off the bathroom light and was attempting to feel my way to my (left) side of the bed in the darkness. Suddenly, I noticed a tall dark image standing in front of me at a right angle to my body.
Momentarily startled, I then realized it was my imagination, as I was convinced no one had entered the locked room. Suddenly this large image, perhaps 6' 2", raised both of its arms and moved toward me as if to embrace or grab me. In a defensive motion I swatted at it, and it disappeared.
Immediately, I observed the image of a clean shaven man, 50's or 60's, moving across my line of vision from my left. The image turned to face me, floated toward me, then backed away. His facial features were clearly outlined in a faint neon green. His torso was also visible. Looking at him, I observed that his body appeared to have an oily film moving upon it, very similar to the appearance of a child's 'bubbles', when the oily film can be seen in the sunlight before they burst.
Immediately upon seeing this, I also observed a third apparition, darker and not as prominent, moving across my field of vision from my left. It was helmeted, and my impression was that it was an astronaut. Its body seemed rather bulky, and simply floated in the room with the same oily nature. I was not scared, but was delighted that I was actually seeing such apparitions. Feeling for furniture, I then realized I was not on the left side of the bed where I had originally been attempting to move, but was on my wife's side of the bed to my right. I moved around to the left side and seated myself in the bed, watching the old man and "astronaut" continue to float around the room for what I believed were perhaps two or three minutes. I also considered that the "astronaut" might also be a firefighter with a helmet and oxygen pack. As the old man faced me for several seconds I observed a large bright green circle on his right cheek. I did not speak to the apparitions, fearing they would disappear. The room had a murky appearance with a faint green haze. After those few minutes, the figures were no longer visible.
I did not awaken my wife, fearing the apparitions would disappear. Also, I would have had to have dealt with either her being aggravated that I had awakened her, or she being too frightened to return to sleep. I decided to tell her the story the next morning. Amazed that I had seen such a sight, I drifted off to sleep.
As we ate a late breakfast in the city, I told my wife of the incident. Declaring that I had been neither dreaming nor intoxicated, I had no trouble convincing her. As a precaution, she immediately purchased a cross pendant from a street vendor. Upon returning to the hotel, I asked the receptionist on duty if anyone else had reported such activity in the hotel. He replied no, adding he had only worked there for four months.
After hearing my story, he offered us a bible to place in our room, as we were staying one more night. I placed it on a nightstand, and as I closed the door to rejoin my wife in the lobby, the door made the most mournful creaking sound (until this moment, the door had not creaked at all the numerous times we had entered and exited the room). From that moment, the door had that mournful creak each time we opened and closed it until we checked out.
My wife would not allow me to leave lights off in the room the following (and our last) night at the hotel. However, I would have welcomed a second chance to see the apparitions. Given another chance, I would have spoken to them.
As we checked out, I did not ask a second rather rude and indifferent reception person, but did ask a housekeeper if anyone had reported seeing spirits in the past. I received an adamant "no", and nothing more was said between us.
The motel is currently undergoing a remodeling, noticeably because the lobby is completely gutted at this time. Upon checking in , we had been advised that we would be staying in one of the "new rooms". We could tell by the lack of patrons and lit windows that very few rooms were being occupied this particular weekend.
As a courtesy to the hotel at this point, I will not reveal its name. I will state only that it is approx. two blocks from Times Square. I would be very interested in hearing from anyone who has had a similar experience in a hotel in that area.
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Jared Keeler
I have long believed that spirits (ghosts, if you will) are present on earth. This opinion is, of course, from the multitude of accounts of sightings....some from my own family members. I have lived in a "haunted house" myself, and although I had not witnessed a sighting, had experienced strange occurrences and felt the presence of unseen subjects. I feel compelled to reveal to you an experience I recently had while my wife and I were staying in an old New York City Hotel for a three day weekend.
At approximately 3:30am on the morning of October 27, 2002, I heard my wife awake to go into the bathroom. Once she had returned to bed, I went there myself. I had turned off the bathroom light and was attempting to feel my way to my (left) side of the bed in the darkness. Suddenly, I noticed a tall dark image standing in front of me at a right angle to my body.
Momentarily startled, I then realized it was my imagination, as I was convinced no one had entered the locked room. Suddenly this large image, perhaps 6' 2", raised both of its arms and moved toward me as if to embrace or grab me. In a defensive motion I swatted at it, and it disappeared.
Immediately, I observed the image of a clean shaven man, 50's or 60's, moving across my line of vision from my left. The image turned to face me, floated toward me, then backed away. His facial features were clearly outlined in a faint neon green. His torso was also visible. Looking at him, I observed that his body appeared to have an oily film moving upon it, very similar to the appearance of a child's 'bubbles', when the oily film can be seen in the sunlight before they burst.
Immediately upon seeing this, I also observed a third apparition, darker and not as prominent, moving across my field of vision from my left. It was helmeted, and my impression was that it was an astronaut. Its body seemed rather bulky, and simply floated in the room with the same oily nature. I was not scared, but was delighted that I was actually seeing such apparitions. Feeling for furniture, I then realized I was not on the left side of the bed where I had originally been attempting to move, but was on my wife's side of the bed to my right. I moved around to the left side and seated myself in the bed, watching the old man and "astronaut" continue to float around the room for what I believed were perhaps two or three minutes. I also considered that the "astronaut" might also be a firefighter with a helmet and oxygen pack. As the old man faced me for several seconds I observed a large bright green circle on his right cheek. I did not speak to the apparitions, fearing they would disappear. The room had a murky appearance with a faint green haze. After those few minutes, the figures were no longer visible.
I did not awaken my wife, fearing the apparitions would disappear. Also, I would have had to have dealt with either her being aggravated that I had awakened her, or she being too frightened to return to sleep. I decided to tell her the story the next morning. Amazed that I had seen such a sight, I drifted off to sleep.
As we ate a late breakfast in the city, I told my wife of the incident. Declaring that I had been neither dreaming nor intoxicated, I had no trouble convincing her. As a precaution, she immediately purchased a cross pendant from a street vendor. Upon returning to the hotel, I asked the receptionist on duty if anyone else had reported such activity in the hotel. He replied no, adding he had only worked there for four months.
After hearing my story, he offered us a bible to place in our room, as we were staying one more night. I placed it on a nightstand, and as I closed the door to rejoin my wife in the lobby, the door made the most mournful creaking sound (until this moment, the door had not creaked at all the numerous times we had entered and exited the room). From that moment, the door had that mournful creak each time we opened and closed it until we checked out.
My wife would not allow me to leave lights off in the room the following (and our last) night at the hotel. However, I would have welcomed a second chance to see the apparitions. Given another chance, I would have spoken to them.
As we checked out, I did not ask a second rather rude and indifferent reception person, but did ask a housekeeper if anyone had reported seeing spirits in the past. I received an adamant "no", and nothing more was said between us.
The motel is currently undergoing a remodeling, noticeably because the lobby is completely gutted at this time. Upon checking in , we had been advised that we would be staying in one of the "new rooms". We could tell by the lack of patrons and lit windows that very few rooms were being occupied this particular weekend.
As a courtesy to the hotel at this point, I will not reveal its name. I will state only that it is approx. two blocks from Times Square. I would be very interested in hearing from anyone who has had a similar experience in a hotel in that area.
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ARCHIVED SOURCE: https://web.archive.org/web/20030407194001/http://www.forteantimes.com:80/happened/ghosthotel.shtml
