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Oct. 21st, 2011
Writer's Block: Paranormal activity
Oct. 21st, 2011 07:08 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
I spent last weekend in one of the most haunted hotels in the country, the Bourbon Orleans in New Orleans.
The balcony door of the ballroom opened and shut repeatedly, in dead calm air, with no human near it. The chandelier swung in the same conditions. These were witnessed by about 200 people.
I was sitting quietly in the St. Mary's room, a meeting room. I was not in any draft, but the skin on the top of my head started to crawl, and then the goosebumps spread down my neck and arms. This happened four times during the course of a conversation with my mom. I closed my eyes and saw a small boy standing beside me, one of the orphans who died during the Yellow Fever epidemic most likely.
I spent last weekend in one of the most haunted hotels in the country, the Bourbon Orleans in New Orleans.
The balcony door of the ballroom opened and shut repeatedly, in dead calm air, with no human near it. The chandelier swung in the same conditions. These were witnessed by about 200 people.
I was sitting quietly in the St. Mary's room, a meeting room. I was not in any draft, but the skin on the top of my head started to crawl, and then the goosebumps spread down my neck and arms. This happened four times during the course of a conversation with my mom. I closed my eyes and saw a small boy standing beside me, one of the orphans who died during the Yellow Fever epidemic most likely.