Charlie

My school (also haunted by at least 2 ghosts) started renting a bed and breakfast as a dormitory in summer of 2007, it was the first time my two friends and I had ever been in the old house. So of course we explored. There was a door in the wall that led to the upstairs, my friends were ahead of me and got to the top with out any problems. Then when I got to the top and started to go around the newel post, I gasped as I was hit with a rush of emotions, I felt angry, hatred, sadness, depression, nauseous; I started crying and felt like I needed to bolt back down those stairs. While I was feeling the emotions, I leaned over and put my hands on my knees. My friends where looking down at me with their eyebrows raised. I was still feeling emotions and said darkly "he's standing right by us." That set them off and they wanted to get the heck outta there. I then looked to my left and saw a shadow figure staring at me, but it had no face. Just picture your own shadow standing up and walking around, it was like that. But I wasn't scared for some reason, and just turned around and walked back down the stairs. About 5 minutes later, we went back up because I wasn't scared about it and they were up for it for some reason. So we went back up and went into a cold room and had a seance in the walk in closet. We all agreed it felt like we were not wanted there, I asked the spirit to show a sign that it was there by moving an object or touching us. One of my friends and I thought we saw a man sitting in the rocking chair that was just outside the closet. But that was all. Then we each took our turn sitting in the closet alone. We all felt the feeling that it didn't want us there. Then we explored the rest of the second floor and I heard footsteps walk across the attic floor above our heads and no one was in the attic. Then we walked to room #6 and my friends heard a knocking. My friend asked the other why he knocked on the door, but he swore it came from inside the room! Then we went back downstairs.

Months passed and there is a rule put up; the girls are not alowed upstairs because that was where the boys rooms are, while the girls rooms were on the first floor. We had class there every day for one period. I would always sit right by the door so when the teacher wasn't looking I could open the door a crack. Whenever I did this, a rush of freezing cold air would come down the stairs, push open the door a little more, then go back up the stairs after kind of ruffling my hair or swirling around me for a few seconds. I enjoyed sitting by that door. Finally after having to get permission from a lot of people we get to go back upstairs in the Blair house. Again I have my camera, recorder and k 2 meter along and my friend (who was with me at the seance.) We go back into the room where we had the seance and do EVP work. Everything is silent. The first time I do it but get no response. The second time, my friend does it with her cell phone, she had a long, about 10 or 20 seconds after the question "what is your name?" We get a response...Charlie.

Months pass and my family and I go to California and stay on the Queen Mary ship (600+ ghosts) before going to Mexico. There were ghost hunters everywhere and had plenty of personal encounters. I got a lot of photos of ghost balls or orbs as well, but while I was ghost hunting I got some tips from expert ghost hunters and found out that what had happened the first time I went to the Blair house was a walk through, and they were also telling me the encounters they had had on the ship. Whoever is reading this, go spend a couple nights on the Queen Mary in Long Beach, California, it's so fun, you wont regret it. I had a shadow person walk by my bed while I lay there while my parents were out. I wasn't even staying in a haunted room, there was one by us though, there are 22 haunted rooms on the Queen Mary. You can sleep in them and get tours in the most haunted parts like the pool and the engine room. Anyway, stay there. I'm like connected to it now, best place ever. Oops I forgot to tell you something really important about Charlie. After I did some research, I found out that a man named Charlie Schmidt did live in the house with his wife Shirley Schmidt. Now all I need to know is which one walked through me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!