Apartment Haunting

As promised here are a few more happenings in the South West, USA.

All of which occurred in the same apartment.

As Bugs Bunny would say: " I knew I shouldn't have taken that left in Al-bah-curr-key!"

My husband and I have sort of been nomads up until now, working where we were needed in our particular vocations. We've always been partial to New Mexico and owned a home there. However, during the time of this incident we took jobs in the northwestern portion of the state. Housing was very scarce there. A home would literally be sold before it could be put on the MLS listing. Renting was almost nil with the exception of a set of apartments referred to as "corporate" apartments. They rented only to adults passing through on limited assignments. My husband made arrangements for a two bedroom second story until a rental house could be obtained.

I didn't get any bad feelings from the place. But then again the two of us were too occupied to really take the time to feel it out.

First event:

I took the second bedroom as my dressing room. (we are odd ducks, as we don't like to share closet space). I am a creature of habit. Each day I returned from work I entered my dressing room, placed my bag down by my desk and my keys ON the desk. Beginning that first week I would reach for my keys to leave for work and they wouldn't be there. I would search the entire apartment... No keys! I'd search twice, no keys! @!@!@!@!@!...Beyond frustration, I would enter the bedroom for the third time and lo and behold, there lay the keys on the desk. I knew after about the second occurrence something otherworldly was playing or trying to get my attention. I spoke to whatever presence and asked that my keys be left alone. No problem with the keys after that.

Second event:

It's going to sound crazy... It was even crazy to me, but it happened. The kitchen flooring was old linoleum, in excellent shape but lacked luster. So I began regularly waxing it. One day I set about mopping and waxing when I noticed an area about a hands breadth in the corner looked green. It appeared to be food coloring as I mopped at it. I had to change the water. I hadn't noticed it before and we didn't have any food coloring in the apartment. I asked my husband had he spilled anything green in the corner. "No". I just thought, "how odd" and forgot about it.

Third event:

On another day I began wiping out the freezer because my husband said there was something green in it that looked like sherbert or ice cream spilled. We had neither, and the refrigerator was clean when we inspected it upon moving in. I cleaned it out of course, thinking back to the floor incident. I later found spots of green in cabinets that had been cleaned prior to our putting our dishes in there. OK... Somethings here, what do you want from me?

Fourth event:

My husband and I had gone to bed. He immediately fell asleep. I lay on my right side, on the right side of the bed looking towards the closet for an indeterminate period. At this point I think I am in that in-between state, cusp of falling asleep when an elderly, very thin and frail Caucasian woman appears by my bed. She looks to be about 75-80 with a hairstyle that is short and one worn by women her age in this era. She is weeping and wringing a tissue in her hands. There is a very bright white aura all around her. It is so bright it lights up my bedroom. She communicates her sadness to me mind to mind telling me that her son abandoned her. Then she suddenly becomes angry and starts tossing tissues at me like shes throwing baseballs. Her sudden change of demeanor frightens me and I let out a scream which wakes my husband. I cannot bring myself to tell him what has just occurred and told him I had a nightmare and to just go back to sleep. It took me days to tell him what happened.

I so wish now I had inquired of the office manager about the apartment and the history surrounding it. Our lives were so busy at the time and my mind occupied on what I thought was more important stuff.

Fifth event:

We finally found a house to rent a month before the end of our lease. Hooray! With the time frame arrangements we had two weeks to take our time and clean the apartment in order to receive our deposit. Being smokers, (Ugly habit) we wanted to make sure the next tenants didn't have to deal with stale smoke. Being in the desert and no forecast of rain we left windows cracked for a week. I would go over each morning before work and clean one room from top to bottom. This included walls and carpet. Yes, I am anal and detailed, but with a purpose.

On the first morning of cleaning I get a knock on the door from our neighbor to the right of us. This neighbor had been such a sweet person, always friendly, even bringing us back a gift during her travels. This particular morning she was LIVID and proceeded to tell me that she had spent the night in the emergency room because of our smoking. I was taken aback by her rant and demeanor. I tried to calm her down and told her we had not occupied the apartment for two whole weeks and that the windows had been left cracked for one of those weeks. She proceeded to tell me that the smoke had leeched into the walls and into her apartment. OK, had I not had a maniac on my hands I would have laughed since there is a firewall between apartments. And also the fact that we had been there 11 months without incident. And on top of that, we always smoked with a window open, even in dead of winter not to mention we worked hard and played even harder, so were rarely home except to sleep. The managers moved her to another unit. They just shook their heads when I told them of her strange behavior. The male manager/handyman told me our smoke had not leeched into the walls.

I still scratch my head as to what got into her that day. Paranormal?

Sixth and final event: Helpful spirit.

I was taking down blinds in the last room I was cleaning. I had my arms full proceeding to the bathroom to deposit them into the tub for a good washing. I remembered that I had begun filling the tub but had failed to pull up the lever to keep the water in. I said aloud, "Shoot, I forgot to pull the lever"! As I bent to deposit the blinds the lever was pulled up. It had to have just been pulled up as there wasn't the amount of water there should have been while I had been taking down the blinds. I knew immediately the spirit had pulled it for me. I thanked her kindly and told her we would be out of her hair in a day or two.

Thanks so much for reading. I have more SW encounters but these were the only ones at this particular location.

Blessed Be!