My name is Chantelle, I'm 29 years old & this is my story!
3 years ago, my 2 year old son was diagnosed with leukemia & so we had to stay in hospital on a children's cancer ward as expected for a few weeks.
It's an old, eerie ward with the hospital dating back from 1876 & is very quiet & creepy at night.
Anyway, a few days into our stay, strange things started happening.
One night, around 9pm, I couldn't sleep, so I decided to go to the parents room where you can make a drink, food ect. I was in there for a few minutes getting a drink when I started hearing a women humming behind me towards the door. It sounded like she was humming a lullaby. I looked around, thinking somebody had walked in with their baby, but nobody was there. I opened the door & looked down the corridor to see if a mother had left with their child but again, nobody was there. It was dark & empty that time of night. The humming stopped as I opened the door. Spooked, I went back to my bed as quickly as I could.
Another night, I went to the bathroom & the taps suddenly turned themselves on right in front of me & the toilet started flushing. I then heard loud whispering right in my ear. It was difficult to understand. I went cold, freaked out & got out of there as fast as I could.
Towards the end of my son's stay in hospital, I was fast asleep next to him when I suddenly got woken up by the loudest male voice shouting 'Chantelle, wake up!' There was a sense of urgency in his voice. I jolted awake, heart pounding, thinking there was something wrong with my son but nobody was there, just a curtain swaying slightly around my son's bed. There were no male nurses on the ward at the time either. I still go cold thinking about it. It took me a while to fall back to sleep.
The last experience I had was around 1pm. I was walking to a room that they call the sluice (a place to leave urine samples to be tested by nurses. I know, gross). Anyway, the ward was quite busy, a lot of people walking around. As I was approaching this room, I saw someone, a solid figure dressed in black walking in. Assuming it was another parent, I was about to say hello as I walked through the door but nobody was there. There was no way out except the door you came through. The weird thing was is that the door was still swinging as I approached it like somebody had just walked in before me.
My son is 5 now & only has 6 months left of treatment left & has been in remission for a while. We've had a few more stays in the same ward since but I've not experienced anything else.
This is my 1st story on this site. I hope you enjoyed it!
Thanks for reading!
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