TRUE SCARY STORIES | Haunted Getaways, Vacation Rentals & Hotels | Paranormal Ghost Podcast (x288)

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It stood on all fours and was almost as tall as my Jeep. Stop. This chubby, bald white man sitting in the exact same armchair that had been in the hotel room. He travels with the armchair. He does. We themed this travel vacation ghost stories from trips. Yeah. Yeah. Very spooky. Hi. Hey. This is Two Girls, One Ghost. Two girls, one ghost. We are your ghostesses. That is Karen. Hello. I am Sabrina and this is an encounters episode where we read your emails, your spooky ghostly encounters back to you.

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And today is well, if you're listening when this episode comes out, it's right before Fourth of July. It's officially summer. A lot of people are going on vacation, traveling, going to hotels, maybe you're camping, and maybe we really wanted to do some more outdoorsy stories. And so we themed this travel vacation ghost stories from traveling trips. Chips trips trips. Good. Yes. Right. I am not tripping right now. That actually would be a good uh theme. Tripping balls. Iawaska. Oh. Oh, I like that. You put it in there. Yep. So, send us your encounters if you've ever tripped and experienced the paranormal. We'll do a trippy ghost encounter episode. But until then, we have ghost stories about traveling. And I really want to start because so we did encounters about camping and hiking a couple weeks ago. And like we said, we had so many encounters from that. And I

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know Fourth of July weekend, people are out at the trails. They're camping. They're grilling some sausages over the fire pit. And I found a way to weasle one of those stories into this episode. Okay. Amazing. and it's quite

Cryptid in New Mexico

terrifying. Starting off strong. This is from our listener Zia and I think that's how you say your name. Z A Y A. It's a beautiful name. Indescribable creature crypted story. Hello boo babes. Hello. I'm a new listener, but I'm so happy to have found you. I feel like I found my tribe here. People my age maybe who are fresh and funny and female and spooky. And you make me feel so at home. Anyway, on with the story. Oh my gosh. Zia goes and it's like a two to three minute read. I love that you timed it. My story began on a basic camping trip in New Mexico. It was at a place that I had been to about three times a year for many years. So, I was very familiar with it and I have been many times since this story happened. Wow. Okay. I would like

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to preface with the fact that I grew up in the mountains and I'm extremely familiar with all of the wildlife in this area. There really aren't that many large animals. You have your moose, your elk, your mountain lions, etc. But all of those animals are [ __ ] obvious. like you see them and you know what they are. Mhm. This thing that I saw in no way could be an animal that exists. So, my boyfriend at the time and I arrived at our campsite along the river around 5:00 p.m. We set up camp with my dog and we couldn't see or hear any other campers. The sites are all really far away from each other and it was pretty empty. We had just eaten dinner and we each opened a beer, only one beer. We're not on drugs. We were not drunk or anything, but I do want to mention the beer for complete clarity and honesty. We were sitting around the fire just enjoying being out there. The person I was with was facing the river behind me while I was facing the road behind him. The fire was between us. My very alert and protective dog was lying on the ground next to us. She is a big, strong, tough girl. Suddenly, I look across the fire and I see my boyfriend at the

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time's eyes go wide. But then I see something moving behind him that took my attention away from his shock. At first, I thought maybe it's my dog. But no, she's still lying on the ground, and I could see her in my peripheral. The movement behind my then boyfriend became more apparent, and I watched as something ran out of the trees into the light of the fire. It stopped right in the middle of the road, directly illuminated by the fire light, and it looked me right in the eye. It stood on all fours and was almost as tall as my Jeep on all fours. What the [ __ ] It had long, thin legs that ended in more hooves than feet. Its skin was light gray or white. It had no hair, and it had a tiny head for its size body. It was completely rounded on the top with huge black holes for eyes. I could see each of its ribs in such detail. I

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couldn't move. You know, fight or flight. Well, no one really mentions freezing in place. I was paralyzed and couldn't move for my life, even if it depended on it, which it might have. It stared at me for a moment, then ran off in a circular path around us. I could not speak. I could not move. I was frozen. What felt like a few minutes later, I looked at my boyfriend and he looked at me. At the same time, we both said, "It's time to go to bed." Not not to leave. It's time to go to bed. I mean, they had had a drink. Yeah, one drink. We yelled for our dog and silently ran to our tent. I don't think either of us slept that night. We just watched a movie that he had downloaded on his phone like eight times to have sound and distraction for the night. The next day, I went to look for tracks and just saw weird little circles in the ground, but nothing out of the ordinary besides that. Neither my boyfriend nor I said a word about this for the next few days while we stayed there. Then our friends joined us the next day and we also did not tell them anything about it. We just moved on because we had to. As soon as we left the site, we were 20 minutes away from the site and we both looked at each other and said, "We have

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to talk about it." Turns out when I had first seen him in shock, he had seen a huge glowing ball of light floating above the water and lighting up its surroundings behind me. As he saw that, I then saw the creature behind him. Oh, so he didn't see the creature. He saw this light. These things apparently moved in unison and came at the same moment. And we watched them circle us. I took that as a lesson that if you see something scary in front of you, maybe turn around because there might be something scary behind you as well. Be aware of your surroundings. I was a back and forth believer before this encounter, thinking, "Oh, my experiences could totally be explained away or misremembered or whatever." But no, my boyfriend at the time and I were 100% certain of what we saw. And now we are both 100% believers. And I have been back to that site tons of times to try and investigate, and I have never seen anything like it again. I have dedicated so much of my free time trying to figure out what I saw and I would love to have some input from you. I drew a picture of

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it immediately after returning home that day. I attached it below for you to see. PS, I love your podcast. I think you're amazing people and I'm glad you're around to support the spooky community with laughter and curiosity. Love, Zia. And you can see the picture. Okay, the picture so looks like a flesh pedestrian. But what is making me have pause there is that the hooves and just the sheer size of it, the glowing ball of light, like is this an alien? It does have alienesque attributes, but then it also makes me think of what's that. There's one entity, not the one in San Francisco. There was one that was like caught on camera and it kind of looks like this. Caught on camera, I think. So, I don't I don't know what this is, but I feel like flesh pedestrians almost look more human, don't they? Well, I'm specifically looking thinking about like the classic photo like this. Oh, yeah. That's what I'm picturing. Which I think like when you Google this creature, like

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that's the one that comes up of like the Oh, someone had like a hunting cam or something like a wildlife cam out and captured this beast, this creature. But then also the fact that it came with this light. I know. And they moved. It's almost like the fact that they didn't exist at the same like they existed at the same time, but they didn't exist in the same frame. That both of them were seen independently and moved in tandem. Yeah. I don't understand that. And it made eye contact, too. So, it was it was very conscious of them, but it ran away. Okay. So, it doesn't feel like it appeared there to do something malevolent, but that when it made eye contact with Zia, it was like, uh-oh, I got to get out of here. Like, it was almost startled, too. Yeah. And also like the sheer size of it, I feel like there's if it wanted to do harm, it it easily could have. It was so close to you. And the fact that it's on all four legs taller than your car.

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This thing is m This is like the size of a moose. Yeah. It's one of those things where I'm like, what would happen if we were there? Like, what what if we saw that? What if we're sitting at a campground and we see this? As paranormal enthusiasts, I think I would we do the same thing that I did. You freeze. Absolutely. Freeze in complete terror. Yeah. The reality is when you encounter a different creature or crypted or even a spirit, you have no idea what it's or they are intending to do. It's not just, oh my god, cool, an alien. It's like, no, am I in danger? And if I saw that, I would absolutely think I'm in danger. Yeah. And it's also I feel like the human instinct in us that comes with identified threats in normal wildlife gets so confused when we encounter something like this where it's like cuz you can't rationalize it. Your brain is like, "What am I? I can't Yeah. You can't comprehend. Am I in danger? Am I not?" I feel like I'd black out because my body would be like, "Let's not remember this." Yeah. I black out a lot. All right. So, if anyone's seen anything like this, let us know so we can let Zia know. My lord. Okay. Who is

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your lord? Farquad. Yes. No. I I I reject his beliefs. Lord Farquad. Yeah. Anyone who tortures little gingerbread cookies. Yeah. Yeah. Not the gumdrop buttons, man. Too far.

Haunted Beach AirBnB

This is called Beach Airbnb Haunting. Okay. Good morning. I'm a new listener. Wh almost dropped my computer. I'm on episode 5. I'm loving the podcast already. There have been only a handful of times anything scary has happened to me. mostly when I was a baby and some other times when my sister was a toddler and she would see things. Creepy kids. Creepy kids. However, I've never experienced anything like the story that I'm about to share. This story involves my boyfriend's family and myself. For background, my boyfriend and I have been together for 4 years, and every year his family and I go on a summer vacation. My boyfriend has three brothers. Two of them are younger and one is older. Then there is me and the older brother's wife. This particular vacation happened around 2 years ago. We went to a beach

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down in Texas where we rented an Airbnb. It was a cute little house. I wonder. I'm curious. It was a cute little house that did not have any spooky vibes. In the back of this house was a tiny chapel on a hill that comes with the house. That's sick. The layout of this house is when you walk in the front door that is located on the side of the house, you enter a small kitchen and right next to the kitchen on the left are two bedrooms. In the front of the kitchen is the living room. And to the right of the kitchen is a room full of bunk beds that had been added on to the original house. Our first day there, everything went completely normally. We unpacked, we went to the beach, and we ate dinner. The next day, after we came back from hanging out at the beach, I decided I should go take a nap. So, I went back to the bunk bedroom. There is nothing better than napping post beach. Oh my god, it's so You have to shower first and then that's like warm. Yeah. About 30 minutes after falling asleep, my boyfriend's youngest brother came and woke me up saying the family heard some

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loud tapping coming from the ceiling of the bathroom. At first, I laughed it off as I was convinced that this was just the house settling and these were the noises. But the tapping would not stop. We listened for what felt like hours and even tried tapping back on the roof to see if this thing would respond and it did multiple times. I would immediately jump to someone's like living in the walls, right? Same. Yeah. Later at dinner, we all sat around the table trying to decide a logical reason for what we were hearing. We assumed maybe this is an animal. It was then that my boyfriend's other little brother, who had slept in the living room the night before, had a pale, ghostly look on his face. He then shared that the previous night he was asleep and woke up in the middle of the night, glanced over to the restroom and saw a figure of a little girl in a dress. She was transparent and walked right into the wall. But being half asleep, he thought nothing of it. Him saying this sparked my boyfriend's sister-in-law to remember that she and her husband had heard footsteps outside

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of the door to their bedroom, and they said it didn't sound like it would have been any of us walking back and forth in front of their door. Nobody admitted to using the bathroom in the middle of the night, so it was a little weird, but we brushed all of this off. This is a lot of experiences to brush off. Well, it's also cuz they're all like such small instances that you could write them off if you experience just your thing, but then once everyone starts to share their experience, it's like, oh [ __ ] we all Yeah. And clearly the tapping was scary enough for them to go wake her up from her nap, right? And because it's so incessant, like it won't stop. Yeah. After dinner, we once again heard tapping, but this time it sounded as if someone was running across the attic and dragging furniture around. It was a relatively small attic, and we were all freaking out at this point and soon worked up the courage to take a peek inside of this attic. Would you do that? Hell no. Well, not my physical head, right? But probably like cell phone recording video on a stick. Yeah. When

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we did look inside, there was absolutely nothing. No boxes, no animals, no furniture. We were terrified, but we still had two more nights to go here. When we went to sleep that night in the bunk room, it was me, my boyfriend, my boyfriend's two youngest brothers. And around midnight or 1:00 a.m., I can't really remember. We were all still awake when the youngest brother and I noticed what looked like somebody peeking into our room from the blinds that were next to the bedroom door. We kept staring at the blinds and it would not stop. Eventually, we do all fall asleep and the next day we keep hearing those same noises. That night, my boyfriend's oldest brother and his wife decided that they did not want to sleep in their room anymore because they kept hearing loud footsteps and they felt really uneasy all throughout the night. So, they joined the rest of us in the bunk room. We told them about the blinds incident and they jokingly said that they didn't want anyone watching them sleep. So, they took a towel to cover the bedroom door's window. The weird thing about

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this room is that the light switch is located on the outside of the door in the kitchen. Mhm. As we were all hanging out, we noticed at the foot of the door through the large gap between the door and the floor seemed to be a shadow that looked like someone maybe was standing right in front of the door trying to look inside. Scared, we decided it was definitely time to go to bed. So, my boyfriend's older brother opened the door only enough to stick his hand out and feel for the light switch. When he did this, he said he felt something cold brush against his hand. And when he took a peek, he saw a translucent white mist floating. He quickly shut the door. His face turned extremely pale. He looked like he was going to throw up. It's safe to say we all slept with the lights on that night. Before we left to go back home the next day, we decided we should do a little bit of research on this house. We learned that the house was built between 1937 and 1938 by a woman named Alen Carter. A L I N E. She was

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called the White Angel because of her flowing white dresses and her love for serving her community. We still are not sure exactly what happened that weekend as the attic was completely empty and it was far too loud to be a house settling noise. Yeah. Would love to hear your thoughts on the story, Cheyenne. Wow, Cheyenne. I mean, it almost makes me think there are multiple spirits because the attic one feels so different from whatever's peeking in. The one peeking in just seems like it's curious and wants to be included. maybe feels left out like you're all sleeping in the same room now. Like I would want I'd be like what about me, but then it just different. It keeps peing on everyone. I don't even think it's about feeling left out. I think it's just curious. Yeah. But it feels doesn't it feel different than the attic and the boot the bootsteps like the the like heavy steps going back and forth in front of the oldest brother in his wife's room.

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That's creepy. You'll have to let us know where in Texas because now I'm thinking if it is Galveastston like Well, let me look up the woman's name. Yeah. Alen Carter in Texas. Because if it is Galveastston, like the amount of people who died there and there are so many hauntings and possibilities. San Antonio, Texas. Well, San Antonio is also very haunted. Wait, is this the right one? Okay, they might have had multiple houses because this one looks more like it's a historical museum and not one for rentals. There's definitely no bunk room and there's a big plaque outside. So, that's not right. And it has a cathedral or a chapel on property. Oh, she was a poet. I like her. There's so many links about like different dates, different mansions and homes. She must have had multiple. Well, Cheyenne, you'll have to tell us more. But sorry if we don't have answers for you because this is not an answers podcast. This is a ghost podcast. Uh, I

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have one. Wait, I found it. Oh, where is it? It's called Chapel in the Dunes in Oldtown Port Aronsis. Built for author, astronomer, artist, and poet Alen Carter. She's everything. She's everything. She would share her knowledge with local children and held cake and ice cream socials after Sunday school each week in the chapel built at one of the highest points in Port Aronsus and overlooking the ocean. The outside of the chapel is striking enough on its own, but in 1972, artist John Patrick Cobb painted a whitewashed interior. Can we add pictures? Yes, you can stay at the Chapel cottage. It's part of the Chapel on the Dunes property available for rentals. The cottage sleeps 8. The family is also in the midst of renovations on this house and the chapel corners, both of which will be available for rent upon completion. Should I send them like an Airbnb message and be like, "Hey, so can you tell us about the ghost at your house?" Yeah. Chapel in the Dunes. Are you

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messaging them? I'm trying to look at like if it's avail Okay. Oh, there's a whole website, guys. Chapel on the Dunes.org. I love this. It's very haunted. I wonder if they're going to be mad about us talking about it being haunted. Well, it's not our fault. Like, if it's haunted, it's haunted. Alen Carter opened Pathways to Higher Thought for all who knew her. Why do I feel like she knew some like gateway tapes, right? I

Gateway Tapes Patreon Teaser

feel like that, too. Speaking of gateway tapes, hey, thanks Sabrina for bringing that up. We just covered on our Patreon bonus episode a ton of stories of people who have tried the Gateway Tapes. I talk about my own experience trying the Gateway Tapes. It's so good. Like, I had chills throughout that entire episode. It was wild. It's such a good one. So, if you're not already a Patreon member, we do exclusive Patreon only bonus episodes once a month. So, it's a full length episode and that is exactly what we did for the Gateway Tapes. So, we wanted to give you a little teaser of the episode. It's about 6 and 1/2

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minutes. We hope you enjoy it. And head over to Patreon to check out the rest of the episode. Gateway Tapes. So, when I did the research for Gateway Tapes, I found the Reddit threads, which there are so many. And also, listeners have emailed us their personal encounters with the Gateway Tapes. And in preparation for this episode last night, I listened to tape one. You texted me this and you were like, I'm going to text you after to make sure for like you to know check-in wise that I'm okay. No, I totally had an experience while listening to the tape and then after that I went to bed because I didn't sleep the night before. Okay, so I'm going to briefly talk about my experience with the first tape and then I'll keep updating people throughout because I'm going to do a tape a day now because I'm like I may as well see this thing through. Yeah, it it works. And my biggest takeaway is it kind of reminds me of EMDR. So, there's a whole thread

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called meeting deceased loved ones. Why can't they return? And this one was posted from Steel Bandicoot. They wrote, "I was in focus 12 and wanted to talk to my dad who passed a year ago. The image of a baby appeared and the impression of the message I was communicated was, he can't talk right now. He's just been restarted. Oh my [ __ ] god." No way. Message came up. Honestly, I'm so glad that that was the experience. That's kind of hilarious and it's just confusing enough to be like almost not overly emotional about it. I'm also so curious like if a baby was recently born around Yeah. in their family around them. I don't know. Yeah. Okay. And then this is another one. The username was deleted so I don't know. But they wrote, "I've seen my old boss who died of a heart attack in front of a restaurant and I've spoken to my daughter who had passed away when she was two. But in my vision, she was older, like a young girl, and looked remarkably like my grandmother when she was a girl. I was in Focus 21 each time I had these experiences. My first encounter with my

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daughter, all I could hear was her voice saying, "I love you, Daddy. I'm so proud of you. Keep going." I cried for [ __ ] hours after that one and spent the next couple of weeks feeling like I'd lost my mind. A the second encounter where she appeared, she asked, "You know, don't you, daddy?" I said, "No what, baby?" She responded, "That we never ever die." I said, "Yes, love. I know that now. And then she responded, "Then you need to start living like you're never going to die. I don't even know what that means, but okay, baby. I'll do my best." And she faded away. The third encounter, she said nothing. She just took my face in her hands and gently kissed me, smiled, and faded away. That day, the overwhelming sense of loss that I had carried for years since she died was truly lifted from me. My god. This is a post from Reddit from 5 months ago. Veta v a veta. I've been frequently revisiting Advanced Focus 10 and Intro to Focus 10 before moving on so I can fully master them. But this morning, I encountered something. Recently, I've been having trouble fully relaxing my

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facial muscles. But today, it was extremely easy to enter this Focus 10. As I was in this focus, I was listening to the frequencies, I began to see what looked like outlines of multiple tall people standing above me and moving around that radiated with uncertainty. Like even they weren't sure that they were there either. And it was hard to tell if they were here to observe or if they wanted to harm me. After a little while of seeing these silhouettes, they all combined into one white orb of light that radiated with a pitch black glow. I began to question what it was. At first, it was a question to myself and then suddenly my depth perception was immediately sharpened and it felt like there was another face only inches away from mine. And it was like this energy pushed itself through the closed eyes to show me what it was. And this entity had turned itself into a face of iniccernable features like if someone had tried to push their face through a sheet. A chill ran down my back and I had goosebumps all over my body. My eyes

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would not stop twitching at this incredible speed while I was in the presence of this and I wanted to know more. So I persisted in the F10 state. But the longer I was there, the more it felt like this energy wanted inside of my rebal, which pertaining to the gateway tapes, the rebal creates a sense of energetic containment and support around the body. It's like your energy force. Yeah. It's supposed to be like safe, comfortable space. Your probably like I'm comparing it to an aura, but that's probably not right. Your personal space. Yeah. Your personal space. The longer I stayed with this being an energy, it felt like it was taking me further down into my focus state. My body felt warm and tingly at first. And then my body started to feel like I was departing from it. I was just incredibly uncertain of what the entity's intentions were, which did put me on edge. Yeah. And they have drawings, which we'll include. These drawings are so interesting. It almost makes me think of like an alien abduction. Yeah. We don't even need to be high to have these types of conversations. No, it's so trippy. I genuinely, and I say this in a

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very serious way because I think in the past I've joked about it, but like you are my sister. You're not just my friend. Well, I get to experience what being a like I don't know. You feel like my sister. I mean, my relationship with you is different than my relationship with anyone else. That's what I mean. Well, now I'm going to get emotional. Like, you're I think you're beyond any friend I've ever had in like any lifetime, too. And I feel that like deep in my soul. I love you. I love you. I actually Sorry. Can I say one more thing? Yeah, of course. Sometimes when I'm having Now I'm going to cry. Oh. Sometimes when I'm having a really hard time with Noah, you say, "At least I'm not Sabrina." No, I think of you as a child and I'm like, "Well, like, let me make sure I can do everything I can to make this person feel like very emotionally like safe." And so I think of you when I'm trying to make myself like be completely available to Noah, but I don't know if that's a weird thing to say. That is the nicest thing

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anyone's ever said. Karin, that's beautiful. Can I hug you? Yeah. This is a Patreon episode and we haven't done anything.

Hotel Bar Haunted by Heartbreak

Wait, fun. Well, I have an email from a listener called email from the bar of a haunted hotel. It is from Aubrey. Hello, ladies. Madame, Leia, and Ghost. I've emailed once before about visitations via dreams, but I have so many other experiences and I want to share this one now. I live in El Paso, Texas, home to the infamous El Paso High School, which I think we covered a while back. We definitely did. I remember that. But I am at this very moment currently sitting at the Paso Delnort Hotel. Ooh. It has a long history in the city and many ghost stories attached to it. My sister, my best friend, and a couple other close friends came to a ghost tour downtown last year, and this hotel bar was a stop. And content warning, this story does involve suicide. So, we were told that the story goes that a jilted bride

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died by suicide, jumping off the balcony of the 10th floor. That is where the bar is located, the 10th floor. There are these beautiful balconies off of each end of the bar, and they have tables and chairs and beautiful views of the city. So, we came out here for my best friend's birthday and started at the bar across the street. Everything was fine. But then the next stop, we came to the hotel bar. And after a couple of drinks, we decided to go sit outside on one of the balconies to get some air, take some pretty photos. I got a photo of one of the oldest streets in our downtown. And I turned around to look at the hotel behind me. One room window just seemed so out of place, pitch dark. The curtain was open. As soon as I looked up, I got this overwhelming feeling. And I'm not sure what it was, but it made me feel uneasy. My best friend, who's very sensitive and has always communicated with spirits, saw that something was wrong with me and asked what's up. It looked like my face had drained of everything, emotion, color. She said it felt like I was gone. So, I told her

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that one dark window is really freaking me out. She looked up and asked, "You can see her. Stop." Completely confused, I said, "What? No, I just see darkness, but I'm feeling really uneasy. I started crying, uncomfortable, but I'm laughing at the same time cuz I'm also really confused by what I was feeling. These weren't my feelings, but I was pouring out tears and I just felt heartbroken and like my chest was heavy. My friend was just as surprised as me because we've had many shared encounters with spirits in different ways and at the same time. She said she couldn't believe it affected me so much that I was crying. We were in a beautiful bar with the DJ, happiness all around us, but I couldn't keep it together. I literally had to excuse myself and go to the bathroom just to compose myself. She came with me and I asked her what she saw and she said a woman, a very, very sad woman who was completely heartbroken and felt hopeless. That she was watching us from the window. And that when I pointed to the window and she looked up at it, she saw the spirit. She thought that I had,

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too. I'm glad I didn't because who knows how I would have reacted if I actually saw her. Would I have even known that she was a spirit? Either way, it was an experience. I'm crying as I write this because just even thinking about the moment brings back all of those feelings. A lot of times I can feel or hear spirits around me. And my seven-year-old daughter has told me she sees ghosts as well. There was a male spirit in our apartment that she could see who she said would watch her sleep. Oh, great. It scared her and she asked me to tell him to leave, so I did. and it doesn't seem like there have been any other issues for her and she completely stopped mentioning him. One day I was at work. I went to the restroom and every time I would walk in I would look across under all of the stalls to see which one was available. This time it was a quieter day in the office and there wasn't anyone in the bathroom. So I made my way to the last stall. But as I walked every toilet I passed flushed. That's weird. They are motion sensored and all of the doors were closed. So I thought, "Okay, that's weird. Maybe I just missed someone in here. But then

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like boom boom boop like that. It's like automatic lights turning on when you walk. Yeah. But then as I was going to the bathroom, the toilet I was using flushed. I kept my cool and thought, "Well, all the other ones flushed. I guess this one's just taking its turn." Haha. But no, I finished up. I went to wash my hand and I hear two more flushes. I booked it out of there and went straight back to my friend's desk and she gave me a weird look as I walked up. I was like, "Something crazy is going on in the bathroom. All of the toilets were flushing and nobody was in there but me. She just calmly said, "Yeah, well the ghost from your house is here with you. He was walking with you all the way to my desk." I just what in the world? I looked at her and I was like, "Please tell me you're joking." She was dead serious. So, we talked to our ghost like two crazies in the middle of a quad of cubicles. And she told him, "You need to leave Aubrey alone. You're scaring her daughter and you can't go home with her. You could stay with me instead and come home with me, but leave Aubrey and her daughter alone." And does it make me like slightly sad for a ghost to experience rejection? I know. And also like what's his story? He doesn't

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mean to, right? But he never followed me home again. He went home with my friend and she felt home the whole next day while working from home. Then that evening, she went to her cousin's house, which has always been very spiritually active, and he followed her there. She felt him the whole time. Apparently, the front door kept opening and closing on its own, and it completely freaked out their friend who had never been to the house. But when my friend went home, the spirit didn't follow her. He stayed at her cousin's house with other spirits that had been there for well over 30 years. Oh, he has friends. Yeah, now he has friends. Oh, I am happy for him. This is a nice ending for this spirit. And apparently her cousin, who has lived in this house for a very long time, has never been able to sleep peacefully until that night. Ever since then, she's been sleeping like a baby. So maybe those ghosts were lonely, too. and two lonely ghosts. They met each other and then all the spirit activity like quieted down cuz everyone's at peace. I wonder if they all knew each other and he was like the one spirit who kept following other people waiting for the

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time that he gets to reconnect reconnect with his family that were all waiting with like for him somewhere and this was it. I don't know. But I love this harmony. Boom. I'm picturing a ghostly love story. Anyway, it's wild, but this ghost is no longer bothering myself or my daughter, and that's what matters. Thanks for taking the time to read this. I hope your ladies are doing fabulously. Can't wait to catch up on your podcast and hear what's going on present day, besides what you post on Instagram. See you on the other side, Aubrey. Wow, I like this. I know. I like that one, too. I like that there's a happy ending. You know, the person who absorbed him as a house spirit Yeah. sleeps soundly. Although like does does she even think the house is haunted anymore? Like I do wonder if this completed whatever like journey all of the spirits had and they all moved on together. I don't know. But I like that this ghost traveled. Like this was a story about a haunted bar, a hotel bar. So if you ever go visit, but the ghost went on a trip, too. Yeah. And

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it sounds like he got to leave the bar and find a happy home. I don't think he came from the bar, but Oh, got to leave Aubrey's house. Got to leave Aubrey's house. However he found her or was there a happy home? Yeah. Yeah. Dang. Like the first part about the bar and like looking up and seeing the window and everything. It did remind me of was it Cervantes ballroom or bar someone in Denver? Yeah. Wasn't it that one where cuz we went to the second floor and it was all boarded up. And I swear they said that they see sometimes out of one of the windows that's boarded up they'll see a woman looking out who had worked there when it was a brothel. And it reminded me of that. Well, there's also just so many stories of hotels where a jilted lover or, you know, a really sad story where a woman died by suicide. Yeah. And that sadness is so heavy and emanates throughout the hotel. Mhm. Good

Ghost Attached to Armchair?

segue. I have an email called Hotel Ghost Watching Me Sleep. Oh, okay. Great. Uh, hey, beautiful spooky

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witches. Thank you. Thanks. My name is Jaden and you can definitely use my name if you ever read the story. I've sent you a couple emails before, but for some reason, I didn't think to send you this one. But you're in luck because this is a story that makes me think a bald male ghost is watching me sleep. Oh, I'm originally from Wisconsin and I've been traveling a bit for work. So, I flew into St. Louis, Missouri for a 2-day training, and I stayed in a hotel called the Sheran Westport Chalet Hotel. I feel like so many haunted hotels are now owned by Sheratans, right? I know. Also, here's my pitch to change the name of that cuz that's it doesn't flow. Yeah, just call it the new haunted hotel or haunted chalet. Oh, sounds very Switzerland. It does. This hotel has a nice check-in area and overall it was a fine stay. I get to the hotel. I check in at the beautiful lobby. I'm told my room is on the second floor. I take the elevator down to the second floor. I think nothing of the fact that I was standing on the ground

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level of the lobby, but had to go down to the second floor. What in the parallel universe/upsideown type [ __ ] is this? So I get in the elevator, I push the down arrow and right when it opens, I immediately thought, "Whoa, spooky." Now the creepy with the heaviness. Yeah. The creepy kid in me was nervously excited. I just stood there still in the elevator and kept feeling the need to constantly look around the elevator as if there was something energetically different. Hopping out of the elevator, my eyes go wide at the creepy, neverending narrow hallway. And when I say creepy, I want you to think the hallway from The Shining, but long enough that I couldn't even see the end of it. And guess what? My room was at the very end. Great, I thought. Put me at the very end of this creepy as [ __ ] hotel. All right, after struggling to get my luggage down the gigantic hallway, I'm finally to my room. It was a nice room, two beds, a desk, rolling office chair, and a cushy armchair in the corner by the window facing the TV. I do admit I am always a little

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skeptical of armchairs in bedrooms. I feel like maybe there's something always wanting to sit in the chair observing me. However, I didn't get that ominous feeling about this chair or this room. I even took the bed that was right next to the armchair because it was the farthest from the door. So, I do my normal routine when I get into the new space. I open a window. I introduce myself to the room. I set intentions. I sage using my homemade sage spray. Wow. You do this every time. Yeah. This is You're prepared jam. Wow, I love it. It was a long day of travel and work, so I simply created some social media content for my small business. I run a wellness company called Jade Euphoria Wellness to offer women body image and food freedom coaching. I showered, I ordered room service, and I was getting ready to go to sleep. Getting ready for bed on night one, I had to plug into an outlet, and the only outlet that would work for this plug was behind the armchair in the corner. Though I didn't feel anything negative, I somehow caught myself right when I approached the chair and reached

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for the outlet saying, "Just got to plug this in." As if I subconsciously felt the need to do a polite Midwest, oh, just got to scooch past you type thing to the armchair. Wow. It was not long before I was peacefully dozing off on the first night when I suddenly awoke to what sounded like footsteps and movement uncomfortably close. I sit up. I look around, thinking myself for leaving the bathroom light on, for a little bit of light in the dark, but there was nothing, right? I kept looking around, thoughts whooing through my sleepy mind. It had to have been in the hallway. It sounded like it was in the room, though. Am I seriously in a haunted hotel? Everywhere's haunted. I saged. They're probably nice entities if they're here. What time is it? The clock reads 3:10 a.m. "Mother fucker," I say to myself. Taking deep breaths, I was able to doze back off, but much to my nervous systems dismay. It wasn't long before I woke to a bang on my ceiling. My heart's pounding, I sit up again, trying to

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convince myself that I just have drunk, loud upstairs visitors. I tried to ignore the creepy thought that, well, drunk at 3:30 a.m. on a Tuesday morning. I'm trying to relax. I just keep listening. There were definitely indistinct movement noises shuffling about, but I couldn't quite figure out where they were coming from. Was it my hallway upstairs? I just asked the energy in the room and my spirit guides to keep me safe to please allow me to sleep. Especially being alone, like your first night and staying in a new place, you don't you're not familiar with the sounds. There could be someone who woke up to go to the bathroom, dropped their phone or dropped like knocked something over on the way to the bathroom and Yeah. Yeah. you don't know where the house come, right? And also like maintenance, room service, like so many different things. Collecting towels or whatever, turning over rooms really early at 3:30 in the morning. I don't know when the first shift starts. Longass hallway. There's a lot of rooms. I still have no clue what was happening during the witching hour in the Chalet Hotel. I am nothing if not a creepy kid

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at heart. So, of course, I do try to research the hotel and nothing. I do know that this has been a hotel for at least 30 years, but I have nothing to report on the building before that. My second night there was quite restless, but not due to any random noises. So, it was time to leave and head back to Wisconsin. I thank the room for caring for me. I asked that nothing follows me. I say goodbye. A whole travel day later, I'm in my own cozy bed in my own home. I'm ready to drift off to sleep. I slept so well that night with only one bizarre exception. I woke up in the morning in a true state of confusion. I looked around my bedroom to figure out where I am and figure out if I'm awake. And FYI, this never happens to me. And within 30 seconds, I realized that the confusion was all in a dream. In this dream, I was at home in my exact bedroom, laying in my bed, sleeping. I was comfy, so comfy. But something startled me awake in the

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dream, as if knowing something else was there. In my dream, I opened my eyes abruptly. I jump at the sight of this chubby, bald white man sitting in the exact same armchair that had been in the hotel room. He travels with the armchair. He does. He was positioned at the right side of my bed, exactly the way that it had been positioned in the hotel room. I scolded, "You can't watch people sleep." And what are you doing here? Who are you? I honestly don't remember much or if he said anything in response, but I do remember him being kind of agreeable and realizing I was right. My energy towards him shifted. It was calmer. It was kinder. Though I did get up out of bed and I escorted this man out of my house. Escorted. Escorted. It sounded like you said squirted this man out of my house. Water gun. Get out. Get out. Water gun with like with like sage oil in it. Ooh, that's actually a good idea. When I woke up in real life, I was so confused. I still haven't decided if

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this was just a weird dream or if maybe that man had been sitting with me in my hotel the whole time and just waited until I got home to let me know that he was in his chair. Was this a dream visitation? I sure as hell had no control over what happened in it or what was said because I totally would have asked him if he was a spirit visiting if I had control and had any say in it. An extra element that makes me think that maybe this wasn't just a dream was that it was just so clear when I woke up. Like I still had the visceral feeling in my body. I immediately recognized it as something different, but something that I couldn't quite put my finger on. What do you guys think? Is this hotel haunted? Is this an awkward ghost visitation? I have attached some photos of the creepy hotel, but I'm just now realizing how off the vibes must have been because looking at these pictures, this place looks fine. See you hopefully on this side, but also the other side. Jaden. All right, I'm gonna look at the photos. It is funny because I was expecting like the creepiest like back rooms looking place. And like Jaden

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says, it does kind of look normal. Pretty normal. But the hallway does have, especially the way the lights are, it does have this weird illusion. It almost looks like a trick hallway where it feels so long but then short. You know, when you look at those like circles of the black and white and it looks like they're moving. It kind of has that feeling. Yeah. It feels a little Alice in Wonderland where you're going to walk walk and it feels like it's expanding and like moving further as you continue on. It does feel that way. And I hope that you haven't seen this man since. It's almost like he was with you at your house because he wanted to travel with you just for a second. Yeah, he was curious of you about you as you were about him in that moment. But like it sounds like he respected your boundaries even if it was, you know, a half sleep half dream state version of you saying you're not allowed to watch people sleep. Like he knew he shouldn't be doing that. It's also so odd. Jaden

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felt kind of the vibes from the chair when they're plugging in their electronics and stuff, but at the same time it makes me curious about the chair. Like, is this some guy who stayed at the hotel? Is this someone who was following someone else and was like, "Oh, this is a sweet chair, a sweet spot. I'm going to stay here." Or like, is he somehow attached to this chair? Cuz he's travel like he said, he's traveling with the chair. In the in the trail. It's a It's a chair. Traveling chair. Chair or jail? He can't. Is it chair? Oh. Oh, don't sit in the chair.

Ghostly Caress

You'll get attached to it. Mhm. I don't know. Um, I do have one one story to end us on, and it's about a hotel and a ghost in a hotel. Okay. and it's from our listener Mandy and it's called ghost felt me up sort of interesting. Hi there gorgeous human beings. I'm sending this as promised in regards to a DM message I sent the two girls my ghost Instagram. So as I said in the message I was listening to campfire stories 27 to Marissa's many

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Tucson stories and she said Tucson is very haunted and it joged my memory of what happened to me when I was in Arizona. I truly got chills thinking about it, but now that I think about it, I think it was Phoenix, but still joged my memory nonetheless. Arizona. Yeah. Anyway, my cousin and I were on vacation at Point Hilton Tapato Cliffs Resort, also a mouthful. Mhm. Our room was nice and swanky, had two beds, a small living room like area, and the windows in the room had these usual thick curtains that most hotels use. So, when we closed the doors to the room, it plunged the room into complete darkness. I can't sleep with an open door, so a dark room had to suffice. On our last night there, I sort of woke up and thought I saw my cousin out of the corner of my eye lying back down. I remember seeing something white and flowy, so I assumed that she had just come back into the room from the bathroom. I didn't think anything of it, and I turned over to go back to sleep. I was laying on my left side, facing away from my cousin, with my right arm

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straight on my hip like this, and I think I had my right leg pulled up. So, this caused my hand to hang a bit with my palm facing my cousin. So, kind of like this. You're the cousin. I'm Mandy. As I was falling asleep, I felt someone caress the inside of my palm all the way to the tips of my fingers. Kind of feels nice. That does feel nice. My brain automatically thought it had to be my cousin making sure I was there. So, it didn't scare me until the next morning. I was like, "Hey, so why did you caress my hand when you got back from the bathroom?" And she was like, "What? I didn't I didn't even get up to use the bathroom last night." I told her I saw her coming back from the bathroom. She's like, "I swear I never went to the bathroom. I never woke up in the middle of the night." Luckily, this happened on our last night at the hotel because I don't think I could have stayed there again after having that experience. It still haunts me when I think about it. No thank you. Anywh who, that's my Arizona story. Stay spooky. See you

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ladies on the other side, Mandy. Okay, but in this spirit's defense, maybe they were up and moving about, realized you had stirred awake cuz that is such a like gentle like caressing. It almost makes me think that they were like, "Oh, like oops, like go back to sleep." Yeah. I didn't mean to I didn't mean to wake you, but now I'm going to touch you gently. Like what a cra This does feel good. This does feel good. I know. Normally when you touch yourself like you don't really feel it. Yeah. You know like when someone else like does so your scalp or like nail anticipating the touch so it doesn't feel as good as when someone else is touching you. Have you heard sometimes when uh identical twins say I've heard it before that like with certain people it feels like when their twin touches them that it feels like when they touch themselves. Oh. Not like when they almost like share consciousness. Yeah. Not at all, but I've heard it. You know what I saw is that the woman who plays the nanny in

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the Parent Trap, what's her name? She's also in Abbott Elementary. I love her. Um, yes. What's her name? Lisa Anne Walter. That's her name. That's her name. Wait, let me see. That's That is not her name. Well, in the parent trap, she's Chessy. Wait, that's her real name? Lisa Anne Walter. What did you think it was? not that like that just feels not her because she does feel like a Chessie. Well, she actually to me even though the parent trap is like iconic and she's iconic in it. I do think in Abbott Elementary that feels like the most believable character for her. She's so good at it. Well, that she is at Chessie, but okay. But so she has mirror twins that were born on the day that the parent trap twins October 11th were born. She does. Yeah. And they're mirror twins. So they are like identical but they're mirror of each other. And so one of them's left-handed, one of them is right-handed. And they

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were born on the day the Parent Trap twins were born. That's crazy. I have to look her up. Okay. Lisa and Walter twins. But she was like, "I think Nancy Myers cursed me or put a hex on me." Oh, they're she has two boys. Well, she has four children, but the boys are mirror twins. Isn't that wild? That is wild. Wow. Mhm. Interesting. And she was like, "My dream was for them to fence and eat peanut butter and Oreos." Yeah. Replay that scene. But I think that's so interesting. Which also is like kismmet. And I feel like the universe like puts things into your life and plays them out in weird ways. I just think it's fascinating. Um that was a fun little tidbit that I saw when I was scrolling Tik Tok because I have been doing it so much. Um flashback to last year when you were like I never go on Tik Tok. Yeah. And then life happens and you need to disassociate and you lay in bed and rot with Tik Tok. Yeah. Anywh who send us

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your travel ghost stories. Send us all of your ghost stories. If you have gone camping or you were on vacation this weekend and something spooky happened, please let us know. Email us all of your encounters to Two Girls One Ghost Podcast@gmail.com. And join us on Patreon where you can share your stories with us live on campfire stories. You can also get all episodes one week early and ad free and bonus episodes every month plus book club and so much more. Thank you Jamie Ryan for editing and producing our podcast. Thank you to all of you. And who else will be watching Hot Trick with me tonight? It's me, Jessica. I'm in here. We love you all and we will see see you on the other side. Very spooky.