A Haunted Homeless Shelter
MANY incidents that can't be explained occurred during the 6 years I worked at the Homeless Shelter.
Here is ONE of them.
I used to work at a homeless shelter, and after a few years, I was asked to work on Thanksgiving.
Sister Mary Agatha Ruhe had come over that morning and asked me if I needed any help. I had to prepare Thanksgiving dinner, in case any of the residents decided to stay home. I said I did not need any help, and Sister Mary Agatha left. One by one, so did the homeless residents. They all had invitations for Thanksgiving, so I put the Thanksgiving dinner away that I had made, and settled down for my long shift by myself.
Part of my job at the shelter was to do rounds. I was supposed to walk all around the shelter and inspect every room, and make sure all the doors and windows were shut. Rounds were to be completed every hour….so I did them. The shelter was completely empty. I had checked all the closets….because I was a tiny bit nervous being there all alone. I was definitely alone.
It was around 3 pm when it was time for me to do my rounds again, and I left the office and I was about to open the connecting door that led to the hallway. I don’t know what stopped me….but I stopped dead in front of the door…..and as I stood there….I could see the door handle turn all by itself.
My heart started slamming in my chest. I dashed back into the office and locked myself in. The back door to the office had no lock…..so I propped a chair underneath the door handle. I had just completed placing the chair there….when THAT door handle began to turn….all by itself. I had no way of looking out into the hall. I sat at one of the desks. My heart was slamming like a sledgehammer in my chest. I was covered with sweat. I thought about calling the police….but I briefly thought….what if no one is really there? I will look like a fool. Then I reminded myself that as staff, we were never supposed to create incidents which might alarm the residents.
It was very quiet. I decided I was not going to try to do my rounds again. I would just stay in the office….and I did….until I heard a noise at the front door. It was one of the residents coming home. I had to leave the office to let her in…..so I did. There was no one in the hallway.
She needed her meds, so she came in the office so I could get them out of the locker for her….and she saw the chair under the door. She looked at me and said, “Were you nervous here all by yourself?”
“Not at all”, I said.
Here is ONE of them.
I used to work at a homeless shelter, and after a few years, I was asked to work on Thanksgiving.
Sister Mary Agatha Ruhe had come over that morning and asked me if I needed any help. I had to prepare Thanksgiving dinner, in case any of the residents decided to stay home. I said I did not need any help, and Sister Mary Agatha left. One by one, so did the homeless residents. They all had invitations for Thanksgiving, so I put the Thanksgiving dinner away that I had made, and settled down for my long shift by myself.
Part of my job at the shelter was to do rounds. I was supposed to walk all around the shelter and inspect every room, and make sure all the doors and windows were shut. Rounds were to be completed every hour….so I did them. The shelter was completely empty. I had checked all the closets….because I was a tiny bit nervous being there all alone. I was definitely alone.
It was around 3 pm when it was time for me to do my rounds again, and I left the office and I was about to open the connecting door that led to the hallway. I don’t know what stopped me….but I stopped dead in front of the door…..and as I stood there….I could see the door handle turn all by itself.
My heart started slamming in my chest. I dashed back into the office and locked myself in. The back door to the office had no lock…..so I propped a chair underneath the door handle. I had just completed placing the chair there….when THAT door handle began to turn….all by itself. I had no way of looking out into the hall. I sat at one of the desks. My heart was slamming like a sledgehammer in my chest. I was covered with sweat. I thought about calling the police….but I briefly thought….what if no one is really there? I will look like a fool. Then I reminded myself that as staff, we were never supposed to create incidents which might alarm the residents.
It was very quiet. I decided I was not going to try to do my rounds again. I would just stay in the office….and I did….until I heard a noise at the front door. It was one of the residents coming home. I had to leave the office to let her in…..so I did. There was no one in the hallway.
She needed her meds, so she came in the office so I could get them out of the locker for her….and she saw the chair under the door. She looked at me and said, “Were you nervous here all by yourself?”
“Not at all”, I said.
