8. We found a child’s footprints, but no child
Back when I was working as a cop on a military base, I loved working night shift. Didn’t deal with 99% of the bullshit that day shift dealt with and what little stuff we did deal with was usually really interesting.
Well most every building on a base is alarmed and the alarms are tied right into the desk so we know the instant they go off. When we get an alarm activation, we close the base, and go check the building, pull on all the doors, see if we can get in. If we can, we go into the building and secure it, check all the doors and corners to see if someone set the alarm off.
Well one night I was on patrol with my alpha (partner) and we get called to respond to an alarm activation at the elementary school. So we go, secure the building, and call in that the building is all secure. No problem, keep patrolling.
So about 15-20 minutes go by and we get another alarm activation. We get back out there and check and now there is a maintenance door open that leads into a boiler roomish thing. Nothing in it, we close it, lock it and get out.
Another 20 minutes. and another alarm. We respond, all the doors are still locked and we can’t get in, maintence door is locked. Call in the all clear
This time my buddy and I sit on opposite sides of the school and watch to see if someone is coming and yanking the doors real hard to set the alarm off.
We sit there an watch, nothing happens and right as we’re about to leave, another alarm activation as we’re sitting there. We inform the desk that we’d like the building manager on site to help us secure the interior and to let us in. (This is like now 3 am.)
Building custodian shows up and we start doing a walk through, checking all the class rooms and checking all the maintenance rooms and that’s when we see one of the maintenance doors open with the lights on in the room. Now this room is literally the size of a closet.
We walk down there and look in, no ones in it and that door is locked when it closes. We look in there and we find a single footprint of a bare foot made of water (Left foot as a recall) of a small child. Freaked the living hell out of us because no one reported a missing child and the entire building was clear and still locked up. No one left, no one entered and we checked every inch of that damn place (literally a 3 hour deep sweep including ceiling tiles.)
Freaked the ever loving shit out of us and to this day, my partner refuses to go into that school. Speaking of which, schools are really fucking spooky when they’re empty.
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9. Ghosts were hidden in a woman’s basement
I was called to a home of an older woman, mid 60’s I’d say. She reported that there were ghosts in her attic or basement every night for the past week or so. So I go in and I don’t hear anything. I check the basement and the attic as she shows me around. I shine my light in the attic but I don’t see anything. The basement had lights on but still nothing to be seen.
A week goes by and I get called back to her home again but this time I’m working a night shift. I go and check the basement. Nothing. I check the attic and their is a man with torn clothes huddled in a corner. Apparently he was climbing in her window on cold nights.
10. A woman made a deal with the devil
Not my call, but my dad served for 25 years. Wasn’t really a ghost story but I think it’s worth telling.
One night he gets a call from a woman who says her neighbor has made a pact with the devil. The woman calling is about 35 and a religious Wacko. The neighbor called about is about 75 at the time.
My dad went over and knocked on the door, and the old lady answers, all happy, nice place decorated the same way for the past 50 years. She invites my dad in without even asking why he came, makes him some coffee, and asks how his day was. Naturally at this point my dad is wondering what the heck the call was about, but it came clear soon. At some point my dad realizes he isn’t the only person she is talking to, and that she thinks her apartment is full of people.
My dad thanks her for the coffee and she tells him to come back any time. the whole time she was talking he was writing down the names of the people she was talking to, and does some research on her when he gets back. Turns out she was talking to family members, who were all dead. she had a daughter, three sons, a brother and a husband. All dead, and she had no family, and no friends. She hadn’t spoken to another person in years, her groceries were delivered and she rarely left her apartment.
Over the next 19 years my dad took care of her, my sister and I came over all the time and just sat and talked with her, she even taught me how to cook.
Over the years she stabilized and stopped talking to her dead relatives, she just needed people to live with. She actually lived till she was 94 and died in the guest room of my parents house since it had become harder to take care of her from a distance as she got closer to the end. She was like a grandma for us.