I used to work in the Bernardsville Library, back in 1990-ish. I did most of my work upstairs in a little room, but I always had the door open and I always heard things – creepy, unexplainable sounds, like things crashing, floors creaking, and voices, even though it was after closing hour and it would be just me and some stuffy, old librarian there. I was constantly spooked, and when I mentioned it one day to someone they told me the haunted story of the innkeeper’s daughter. I remember cold spots and sounds and a constant, eery sense, even before I learned the truth. It’s a valid haunting. I also experienced a phenomenon in a hotel in Santa Monica, California, when I arrived late one night with my husband and 4 kids. There was a beautiful wedding party spilling into the lobby, and it was so nice, but then we started this long corridor walk to our rooms, and I got a chill, and this unexplained creepy feeling, and we got to the rooms and I just sat in a chair in the corner and couldn’t bring myself to unpack or help my kids settle in quickly for bed, like I usually do. I finally told my husband I felt like the place was haunted and we just had to go. Since I never did that before, he agreed and we actually moved up the Beverly Wilshire and I was fine. The next morning, when the Santa Monica hotel clerk called to ask us if there had been a problem, my husband explained my “sense” and the clerk confirmed that the hotel has a reputation for being haunted. WOW! Got chills right now… I have even more ghost stories if anyone’s interested. I think they have some affinity for me, for some reason, but nothing too extreme. I don’t see dead people…

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The girl died and was reincarnated as a bookworm. Cool story jujucoco. What else you got to tell?

gosh dezzra thats sad i feel sorry for you

look im just 8 yrs old and i know a story once upon a time their was a real haunted haus in prospect park brown ave legend has it that there lived big family but the family was muderd no one knos who killed the family but it was in front of the after school program that i go to i kno dis becuz i was telling a scary story i said once aupon a time there was a haunted haus in prospect park but then my friends told me that there really was a haunted haus and me and my friends and my fun counseler Marni told us realy spooky story cuz then we wer goin up stairs and then my friend destiny said there is a statue behind u and mi and my friends Destiny Mariama Melany Emily Isiatu we all ran up stairs so fast that we screamed