My Story
My grandma used to work in this old mental hospital
called Ridge Home. She worked there for about 8 years.
She was a pill pusher. She brought my mom with her
many of times and I thank my mom for many of the
stories she has shared with me. Ridge Home is still
there, last I heard, no one was claiming it because
of the esptos in the place and it needed to be
cleaned up. The place draws me to it. I first visited
it and I was shaking, it is ard to take a picture
like that. When I left I had this bad headache. Some
people think I'm a selective empath. When I left I was
crying. Some of the stories I've heard is some of kids
were dropped off by parents and they were perfectly
"normal" but in time became socialy mentaly disabled.
I have heard they threw dead people in a room until
someone could figure out what to do with them. I have
come to believe that there are many unmarked graves
out in the feild.
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It is kind of like a diary of my visits.
Knightgun's Story
I have told Knightgun about Ridge Home and he lives in the same state as me so he really wanted to check it out finally one night he did. ...
Knightgun I hope that you arn't mad I edited some of your spelling I know you were in a hurry so I made it make more sence.LOL Anyways here is Knightgun's story about Ridge Home:
Well tongiht I decided to go to Ridge Home me and four friends. We went in almost every building and even ran into a group of kids there.(they had gone there like four times before, so we got a guided tour)Anyway real strange theres this building with a real bad smell that the first time we went near we actually saw the building shake for no reaseon we decided to wait on that building.
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CLV's Story
This is the rest of Clv's story his "uncut" story:
I’ve had some very weird experiences here. I use to
live uptown and was very near the Cloisters (an actual
castle) – a division of the Metropolitan museum, which
I visited frequently. One of my friends told me it
was haunted. So of course we made a night trip. Security
was not so tight back then so we were able to walk
through some of the areas. Some of the noises we
heard were out of this world. In one situation we
heard a women painfully screaming as if she was right
behind us. We investigated but we found nothing.
After that we made it a regular
thing. We would read the local paper in our
neighborhood and find stories about people who were
killed. We would then go and investigate the site.
Most of the times they were roof tops and
basements of apartment buildings, sometimes-old
factories that were no joke at night.
Dakota's Story
My name is Dakota and back in April my girlfriend and I went to see her sister in Traverse City, MI. While there we decided to go check out this Old Haunted Asylum. I was kinda hesitant because I don't do well with haunted places. It was me, my girlfriend, her son, sister, and her sister's baby girl. We had went shopping and was ending our day by passing near the Asylum. As we got close my girlfriend's sister asked me if I was psychic. I joked and said yeah and psycho. She proceeded to tell me that psychics who had been here told that they had an extreme need to flee asap.
Foxyangel's Story
I would first like to say that
i never felt anything but that adds to the whole eerieness
of this story.
When i was in 7th grade my fathert and I were staying
with my uncle in Nampa, Idaho while our home in Parma,
Idaho was ready for us to move in. My uncle had this
house that was a 3 bedroom home and was really
nice. My dad stayed in a room at the end of the hall,
my uncle's acroos from his and mine beside my uncle's.
After my dad and I had
moved out, one of my uncle's friends had moved in
while she recoverd from back surgery. After a while my
uncle had contacted us to ask if we had experienced
anything strange in his home. We replyed no and then
he explained why he asked the question.
kristyle's Story
I was staying at my cousins house one night, and she had went to bed at 11:00. i went to lay down about 12:45, and i herd her get up. she sounded like she was pacing the floor, it got louder and louder. i finally said her name once, she had stopped in her own shadow, i said her name twice, and she looked at me and she smiled, but she didn't answer me. i said her name the third time, and she just disappeared, then i was up all night long, the next day i had asked her about it, she said that she was never up past 11:00. so it got me thinking, was that woman that i had seen really her? or was it a stranger that lived there before.
