Well, last year when I went to Texas on vacation and the hotel I stayed at is over a hundred years old.... So, I thought it would be fun to go on a ghost tour for the fun of it and to get away from my mom nagging at me all the time... Anyway just down the street from the hotel was a steakhouse. Inside the steakhouse was a picture, of a woman behind her was a haunting figure of some sort. I dunno if it was fake or not but, it sure looked realistic. The hotel has a creepy feeling itself, the 1st floor is basically the lobby and a large room for people who preform at the bar down the street,the 2nd floor and the 3rd floor. Course' the 2nd floor is where all the action is,
"haunting" that is. Alot of people have
'heard' or
'seen' odd things on the 2nd floor. Maids late at night collect little breakfast fill-out things in case the guest wants breakfast provided to their room the next morning. The papers must be out by 12 o'clock A.M. So the whole thing in a nut shell is they let maids travel the floors at 12 o'clock at night to pick up and collect the papers in which some have reported sightings or sorts. Me, I heard the elevator coming up toward my floor when I wanted to go down. The door opens and no one's on. Me panicking remembering the ghost tour from the night before quickly runs toward the stairs not wanting to get in the elevator in case there is
something in there. Running down the stairs almost tripping down the stairs finally making it to the lobby while my heart's racing. Still lucky me, my room was on the 2nd floor. What makes the whole thing worst is one night I swear I heard an odd banging on my door. Opened it and no one was there.
As for rituals, I've done little things like Bloody Mary. But, right before my Grandfather died weird things started happening at my house. To understand whats weird is where my house is 70 years ago is where my Grandfather's house was when he was growing up. The house was destroyed after his mother died, and rebuilt about 7 years ago when me and my mom moved back to take over the farm. Books were tossed into the floor, the alarm system going off at night for no reason were a few things that happened right before he died. Me and my mom believe that was his mother searching for her son. My Grandma and Grandfather only lived a bit down the road at the time. My Grandfather was a strong man though, he had 5 strokes in his lifetime. His 5th taking his life. He died at my Grandma's house I personally thought his spirit would maybe rest there if anywhere. My mom thought different thinking he would rest at his old childhood territory at where my house was and is at that time. After his funeral me and my mom went home. Right after we walked in the door she grabbed my hands and started talking to my Grandfather. Begging him not to spread wrath and to watch over us. I was kinda young then so I was scared and tried to break away at that time I was scared of scary spirit, ghost and haunting things. About 3 months later a golden retriever or dog started barking one night outside the window. I don't have any outside pets so it kinda made me wonder. The dog left and my mom swore that was my Grandfather taking a role of a dog to check on us.
Trust me none of this above I have shared with you is a lie.
