Keep in mind, the hospital is completely empty except for some equipment. My
  security guard friend told us stories of how the place was haunted and how he
  heard weird noises during the night.

One story he spoke of was of a woman who was giving birth, but had to be taken to O.R. to deliver...the story goes the woman died during the birth, but to this day she still roams around on the second floor in search of her baby.

On two occassions we roamed the hospital  taking a look around, and let me tell you the feeling was a scary one. We  walked  through the O.R. on the second floor and we walked through the emergency room  and cafeteria, and it was freaky.

But the scariest moment happened on my  second  visit. My friends and I rode the elevators to different floors inside, and we  would mess around by trying to leave each other out of the elevator, stuck on  the floor. Some floors were lit up, while others were pitch black. We ended up  on one floor and got out of the elevator. Can't remember the floor.  The hallway  had a lanolium tile, like in schools. We were about a quarter of the way down  the hall, when we heard the noise of someone screeching their shoes against the  floor as if they were walking. The thing was, no one else was
in the hallway but  us. The scary part is, that noise kept getting close as if
the person was  walking towards us. So we hauled ass, and made our way into the
stairwell, and  closed the door behind us. As we made our way down the stairs
toward the first  floor and exit we heard the sound enter the stairwell, that
sent goosebumps down  my spine...I was totally spooked after that incident,   I never returned.

To this  day if you drive by the hospital, different room lights
are lit. But it's  impossible, someone is turning on the lights, cause the
hospital is empty...So  who's doing it???

The night was a bit freaky to begin with...while I was taking a shower  and  getting ready to go, the towel that I used and had hung on he rack behind me, started to move like if there was a strong wind blowing at it. Mind you, there is no window in the bathroom and no air from an air conditioning could have moved a WET towel that way! I didn't think much of it and just went on getting ready. I was almost done and went to grab my lipstick from the counter where I had set it down just moments before, and it was gone. I checked everywhere, on the floor all over the counter and in my purse.  I know I wasn't going crazy so I  called in my husband to check the bathroom for me as well, maybe I was missing  something, but he could not find it either. I said forget it and just went out  into the living room. 

Valerie was to take a shower next, she walked into the  bathroon and found my towel on the floor, she scolded me for not picking it up  and throwing behind the toilet. I told her that I had left it hanging on the door  which is on the opposite end of the bathroom, nowhere near the  toilet. We both  looked at each other and I saw a look of discontent in her  eyes and I knew she  knew something more than she was letting on.  I left her in  the bathroom and she  asked us to not come into the room since she was scared  and wanted to leave the  door to the bathroom open. 

Only a few minutes passes when she comes screaming  out of the tub and into her room, naked and grabbing a towel off her bed. We ran  to see what was going on, and she had 3 scratch marks, or rather someone or  something had clawed on her back. The cuts were somewhat deep and she was  bleeding very badly!!! Another friend that was there helped her clean up while  my husband and I looked inside the tub, wondering if maybe it could have been  something that she had brushed up against that could have scratched her like  that. when I opened the shower curtain to look into the tub I almost fainted whe  I saw my lipstick sitting on the lower rim of the  tub! 

I didn't even want to  pick it up! We walked back into  the room and Valeie
confessed that there had  been some weird things  happeneing since 2 weeks before when she and her friends  from school, decided  to play with encantations and spells out of a book that  belonged to one of the  girls' aunts. She said that the week before we came, she  woke up in the middle  of he night to her stereo coming on all of a sudden, and  then when she came  back to her room her bed had a large pool of rancid smelling  clear liquid. She  slept the rest of that night in her living room with her dog.  Occasionaly her  dog would wake up and start growling towards her bedroom.   The  next day she  went out and bought a new mattress since hers smelled horrible.  When she got  home, there was a black feather on her dresser and it smelled like  something  rotten as well.

After talking with her about  the events of the past  few days, we told her that if  there was a spirit there, she needed to  communicate with it and tell it to please go away! 

We all sat in her living room  the next afternoon and she tried it. Almost instantly there was a loud sound  almost
like  a shatter that came from her bathroom. We all ran to see and her  mirror
had  split in 2 and one side crashed down as we looked at it shattering  into
little  bits all over the bathroom floor. That was the last day she stayed  in
her  apartment. She moved in temporarily with a friend while the apartment  went
up  or sale and hasn't been back there since. She still even has the scars  on
her  back as an eerie reminder of what happened those 2 weeks.

We stayed at a hotel on 14th and Collins and we were not happy with the ammenities so during our walk that evening which would be April 12, 2002 we decided to head south from the Carlye Hotel. We visited a few hotels and when we came to the Cxxxxy Hotel, I told my wife, let's check this hotel out since I knew someone at work who stays here all the time, several times a year since her sister owns a shop in the area. When we walked in everything seemed nice and on the dark side in general.

The elevator there is probably the oldest, a metal door, new or old I don't know but when you get inside it has the old folding metal gate that slams awful hard before the door shuts, and fits 2 people comfortably; my wife never saw an elevator so old. Just for the record we were not drinking when these events occurred. After getting out of the elevator and walking, I believe on the 2nd floor, we walked to the last room on the left, we opened the door after using our card to get in .

My wife went in first, me right behind. she walked aprox. 4 feet and stopped, did not say anything and turned slowly to my right sort of towards the side and than the back of me while waiting closer to the door. I walked to the same place she was standing and stood for about 3-5 seconds not saying a word, after I slowly turned and walked to the door. I asked her if she felt something and she said she felt the same thing before I told her how I felt.

After we slowly walked out of the room she said she felt like the floor was giving out and felt a strange feeling like the room was moving. I felt like the room was spinning like when you had too many drinks, I did feel warm but I think it was beacause the air wasn't on but I remember  thinking the ceiling fan going. I felt like there was a presence in the room but did not see anything but didn't particularily look for anything, I just wanted to get out, my stomach felt nauseous when I was in the room.

I told the man at the front desk that he probably would think I was crazy for asking if there were ghosts in that room or hotel, he said he just started working there a month earlier, I asked the girl sitting people outside since she told me she worked there for several years, she said yes but I don't know if she said that to be polite and after I explained the story, she said I don't know. She might not have understood since she might have been from Spanish culture and didn't understand English. We than left.

When I was 7 or 8 I remember a house on Monroe Street, supposedly in this house the wife killed her husband or she committed suicide, there was a bullet hole in the ceiling. Any way I remember being awakened to a woman singing around 200am when everyone was asleep. It freaked me out since it was coming from the area with the hole in the ceiling. I'm sure if you took photos you will get a glimpse of something you can't see with the naked eye. Oh yes once my mom told me of a house in the same area of Richmond Heights where she lived with my dad. My mom and my dad had an argument, and she went to sleep on the couch only to be awakened by the sound of her china and silverware being riffled through. She thought perhaps it was a rat or mouse. She looked and there was a transparent old man trying to open the refrigerator, she ran back to bed with my father! She later learned this old man had a paralyzing stroke and died alone of hunger perhaps because no one found him after the stroke.

It seemed that the smalller of the two bedrooms (which was where both my sisters 
slept) was where all the activity was. On one occasion me and my mother woke up  due to the sound of my sister screaming as if someone was attacking her. Well 
when we reached the room she was screaming about something pulling on her legs, 
and we did see her struggling with it, my other sister on the other hand was 
sound asleep. As soon as we turned on the light, nothing was going on at all. 

They also reported seeing this figure walk behind them while they were fixing themselves up in the mirror, or seeing it sit on their beds. Although the  figure did seem evil, it never was violent with any of us, it only basically  pulled practical jokes and of course the occasional scare.

On one  occasion a friend of my sister's saw it sitting on the couch in the living
room,  where we had to proceed with leaving the apartment and taking her home.
She  never stepped foot back in that apartment. The halls of that place also had
the  quality of making you feel as if someone is watching you or following you,
it  gave you that numb feeling in your eyes that you get when you're afraid.


Of my many encounters I only had a handful there. One encounter was with a huge man, completely white, I know he had features and was wearing some sort of clothing, and he didn't seem threatening in the least bit but I still ran away because of course I see this man I don't recognize in my house and I'm like  7 years old at the time, so I ran!

I also had to change the location of  where I slept because I felt such a negative feeling where I was sleeping. Also  I would stay in my sisters' room every so often, which I heavily regret as I  would also experience lights flickering on and off, and loud noises coming from  the kitchen, as if someone was looking looking through the drawers. It never  failed, the noise always happened, but it could only be heard from the smaller  bedroom. Although we dealt with it for almost 6 years we never inquired
on the  history of that apartment, hope you could, I wouldn't mind knowing either.