Propane Trip

My story is a very simple one but when I look back and think about it gets a bit more freaky than what I remember happening.

I live in Tijuana Mexico, I have a friend called Hugo who was, at that time, living in a small apartment in the second floor of a suburban household.

They had build a second level to a one floor house, and they actually made a separate entrance to the second level outside of the house, meaning they did not connect inside at all.

To get to the second level was already kind of eerie, because to the left hand side of the house, when you stood in front of it, there was a small hallway that you needed to go through, once you walked in you where between to walls one from the house where my buddy lived and the second one from the neighbor's hose, and the walls to the left hand side had like vines draping down the wall like curtains. Once you walked a few meters you had to turn right since the path ended, and once you turned right you walked a few more meters then turn left and that's when you faced the door to get to the second level.

Now one day my friend asked me for a favor he needed some propane for his apartment to have hot water for his showers, and he had a small tank to fill, he asked me to give him a lift to fill up the tank. We went filled the tank and before we headed back he told me that he was still on his work hours, so he told me to leave him at his work and that if I could do him the favor of taking the small tank back to his apartment.

So we did that, I took him to his work, and I drove back to his apartment. Now this was night time already and the hallway that I described looked even more spooky in the evening because there was no light to lit the hallway, so I'm going down the path turn right the left and I'm faced with the door and I open and walk in.

Once I'm in, the stair case is to my left, and the stair case banked to the left and then went straight up and then it turned to the right (I know what your thinking, who build this house?! Lol) and it was a straight shot to the second level.

Well I follow the stair case to the top and there is no one there, and it is pitch black, but then my eyes start to kind of adjust to the dark and I see a big space in front of me, like where a living room would be and in this level there are actually 2 rooms or apartments, my friends apartment was down a hall that you got there by crossing the living room space, and from where I stood I could see the hall way and also the entrance to the bath room. Now while my eyes adjust a bit, I'm slapping the wall to my left, because that's where the light switch is, but I couldn't hit the light switch, and once I glanced to the bathroom opening, suddenly I felt a very heavy vibe, and since I couldn't find the light switch I decided to put down the propane tank to my right hand side where it did not block the stair case and I thought, "eeeehhh I think he'll find the tank right here" then I turn and and start walking down the stairs, and suddenly I hear 2 steps behind me, and I kind of froze and felt all tingly all over, and then I step down again and again TOON TOON, 2 steps more behind me.

After that I, well I kind of floated right out of there just so wouldn't hear more steps hahaha, and I was out of there like a bat out of hell. Once I was out I see the woman who rents the apartment to my friend and I ask her, "pardon me but by any chance have you had complaint about weird noises upstairs or well ghost stuff" and she answers, " Oh that, yes the thing is that my aunt died up there and my uncle killed himself".

Then I kind of turned transparent white, and talked to my friend about it and he has had his experience too hearing the toilet sit getting lifted and dropped, and shadows walking by, and it was an interesting experience thankfully the ghost did not push me down the stairs.