Dead End Apartments

<v Speaker 1>Haley moves into an apartment complex hidden in an old
<v Speaker 1>part of town, and she eventually realizes that it should
<v Speaker 1>have remained that way. My name is Edward, and here
<v Speaker 1>is Haley's true scary story.
<v Speaker 2>Way back in twenty ten, my sister was newly engaged.
<v Speaker 2>I was living with her in a little house. This
<v Speaker 2>is in central Oklahoma. Her fiance moved in. I knew
<v Speaker 2>I didn't want to cramp their style. I didn't want
<v Speaker 2>to be the third wheel in their house. I've hacked up,
<v Speaker 2>moved out, and I took my cat with me. The
<v Speaker 2>way we would look for places. Even though it wasn't
<v Speaker 2>that long ago, there was still a newspaper article that
<v Speaker 2>came out for apartments, and I just didn't want another roommate.
<v Speaker 2>I just wanted to live on my own. I found one,
<v Speaker 2>this apartment. It was all bills paid. I love that,
<v Speaker 2>and very spacious. But the address was weird. It was
<v Speaker 2>on the east side of the town, which is a
<v Speaker 2>shady part of town, and I just didn't recognize that.
<v Speaker 2>I was looking at where it was. It didn't make
<v Speaker 2>any sense. I went and toward it. I gave the
<v Speaker 2>apartment manager a call, and she was brand new to
<v Speaker 2>the area and her and some other people had renovated
<v Speaker 2>the apartment complex. She was excited. She was going to
<v Speaker 2>show me around the way this town is like. Apartment
<v Speaker 2>complexes were usually by a highway or by a main road.
<v Speaker 2>It just didn't make any sense, but I followed the directions.
<v Speaker 2>I went into this neighborhood. I remember seeing that. The
<v Speaker 2>direction said there's a dead end sign, but keep going,
<v Speaker 2>and so I did, and sure enough, I'm facing directly
<v Speaker 2>at that dead end sign. Then it says take a right,
<v Speaker 2>and I take it right. There is this apartment complex
<v Speaker 2>in the dead center of all these older homes, so
<v Speaker 2>they've been there a while. I want to say, at
<v Speaker 2>least the sixties or seventies. I tore it. I absolutely
<v Speaker 2>love the apartments in general. The one I tore is
<v Speaker 2>the one that I'm going to take. It was just spacious.
<v Speaker 2>It's exactly what I needed. I move in. Everything's fine,
<v Speaker 2>But the only thing I couldn't place my finger on
<v Speaker 2>was this feeling, this heavy feeling in there, especially in
<v Speaker 2>the bedroom. It's the feeling that you're not alone, the
<v Speaker 2>feeling you're being watched. About a couple months later, I
<v Speaker 2>happened to meet my now husband and we start dating,
<v Speaker 2>he starts coming over. That's got to be when things started.
<v Speaker 2>I would wake up hear things moving, and it's just
<v Speaker 2>little things. It's not huge sounds. That's the weirdest part.
<v Speaker 2>Little thing and it doesn't make any sense though. And
<v Speaker 2>then there's that overwhelming feeling that I'm being watched too.
<v Speaker 2>So i'd wake up just clicks, things moving. On top
<v Speaker 2>of that, I would look and my cat, the most fat,
<v Speaker 2>chilled cat on earth. He would be at the edge
<v Speaker 2>of my bed in the middle of the night. It
<v Speaker 2>was always one am until five am. He would be
<v Speaker 2>on the edge of my bed. Instead of cuddling with me,
<v Speaker 2>instead of relaxing, he'd be on the edge of my
<v Speaker 2>bed with his ears propped up right, listening to everything
<v Speaker 2>I would hear, and his head would jerk too. I
<v Speaker 2>remember it was around my birthday one night, and I
<v Speaker 2>was always too scared to get up. My husband could
<v Speaker 2>hear everything I would hear. He just wasn't affected. He's
<v Speaker 2>just one of those guys that'll just roll over. But
<v Speaker 2>I was terrified and I want to get up. I
<v Speaker 2>had tissue paper and I would put that on the
<v Speaker 2>floor from my cat to play with. I would hear
<v Speaker 2>it at night, moving around the floor like my cat
<v Speaker 2>was playing with it. But whereas he at He's still
<v Speaker 2>on the edge of my bed looking down at what
<v Speaker 2>I'm hearing, but I don't want to look over the
<v Speaker 2>edge of the bed on the floor. I remember my
<v Speaker 2>husband looking at him and thinking, that's really weird that
<v Speaker 2>he's so alert and hearing what I'm hearing. Noises continue.
<v Speaker 2>It was always in the dead and night. One night,
<v Speaker 2>the pully thing for blinds that in my bedroom. I
<v Speaker 2>remember I never saw it, but I know the sound.
<v Speaker 2>I heard it being smacked against, like it was pulled
<v Speaker 2>and then thrown against my blinds in my bedroom to
<v Speaker 2>the left of my bed. The noises continued, but in
<v Speaker 2>my head, I'm like, Oh, it's just me, this is
<v Speaker 2>just me, This is just weird. It's all in my head.
<v Speaker 2>I remember being so scared every night that something would happen.
<v Speaker 2>Usually if I have a bad dream or something, I'll
<v Speaker 2>wake up if I have a nightmare and like, just
<v Speaker 2>watch Family Guy or something funny, and then I'll calm
<v Speaker 2>down and then I'll go back to sleep. At this apartment,
<v Speaker 2>I would wake up and watch show after show, movie
<v Speaker 2>after movie, and I would still be terrified and I
<v Speaker 2>wasn't getting any I would finally be able to pass
<v Speaker 2>out around like five five in the morning, when life
<v Speaker 2>starts coming out my cat. I would come home in
<v Speaker 2>the middle of the day and be calling for him,
<v Speaker 2>and he's like a dog. He's like there to greet
<v Speaker 2>you when he comes through the door. But when I
<v Speaker 2>would come home from work or something, he would be
<v Speaker 2>hiding under my bed and he never did stuff like that.
<v Speaker 2>He would run out and be glad that I'm home,
<v Speaker 2>but I'm like, how is he under there? That doesn't
<v Speaker 2>make any sense. So I always had the feeling that
<v Speaker 2>something really bothered him. One night, when things really started
<v Speaker 2>to get worse, because I lived in my own denial
<v Speaker 2>with the noises, I woke up. I thought I heard
<v Speaker 2>something in the house. My husband was staying over, but
<v Speaker 2>I didn't want to wake him up. I got up.
<v Speaker 2>I went to turn on my light and I was
<v Speaker 2>touching the light right and it would not click on.
<v Speaker 2>I'm looking around and I realized, oh am I still dreaming,
<v Speaker 2>but it was so real. I couldn't turn on my light.
<v Speaker 2>I know something's there. I know something's in my house.
<v Speaker 2>I have a philo I'm being watched, and I hear
<v Speaker 2>something in the hallway. My doorway to the hallway, there's
<v Speaker 2>a mist, a dark miss punched over and I just
<v Speaker 2>know it's there, and I know it's staring at me,
<v Speaker 2>even though it's just this black mist. I think that
<v Speaker 2>I'm dreaming, and so I want to wake up. I'm horrified.
<v Speaker 2>I want to wake up since I was little, if
<v Speaker 2>I'm having a nightmare, I confront the monster and I
<v Speaker 2>wake up. I turned to it and I said, what
<v Speaker 2>do you want? And I took a step forward to
<v Speaker 2>walk toward it and confront it, and it rushes at
<v Speaker 2>me and I get knocked over. I feel like I'm
<v Speaker 2>knocked back into my body and I sit up straight.
<v Speaker 2>I can barely breathe. I have a hard time like
<v Speaker 2>making my heart just calm and to go back to normal.
<v Speaker 2>And my husband wakes up and he remembers me just
<v Speaker 2>being absolutely horrified. When I talk to people about that experience,
<v Speaker 2>I've never heard of this in my life. But when
<v Speaker 2>I talk to people about that experience, and everything was
<v Speaker 2>normal in my room, except it was really dark and
<v Speaker 2>I couldn't turn the light on, and they believe it
<v Speaker 2>was astral projection. And I've never done that in my life.
<v Speaker 2>It felt so real and it scared me. And of
<v Speaker 2>course I didn't sleep that night, And so that's going
<v Speaker 2>to be a common theme, is me losing sleep, me
<v Speaker 2>losing what you need every single night to focus and
<v Speaker 2>be functioning. My dreams got worse and worse. Usually I'm
<v Speaker 2>a very vivid dreamer, and usually they're just chaotic. It's
<v Speaker 2>not really anything there, but the dreams I would have,
<v Speaker 2>it's very hard to explain, and it's almost embarrassing, how
<v Speaker 2>bloody and like just body parts, heads, everything laying around.
<v Speaker 2>It would only be I'd be in the apartment looking
<v Speaker 2>around and there was just gore, just absolute terror in
<v Speaker 2>the house, strown about, and it didn't make any sense
<v Speaker 2>to me when I would just wake up horrified. But
<v Speaker 2>it would always be in the apartment. Another night, I
<v Speaker 2>was having this dream that I'm in my apartment and
<v Speaker 2>it's all dark. This time, I'm walking around in my
<v Speaker 2>living room because I think I hear something. I'm walking
<v Speaker 2>towards my kitchen and I see something in the corner
<v Speaker 2>and my eye run across the room a shadow and
<v Speaker 2>duck in a corner, like in a dark corner behind
<v Speaker 2>my couch. I'm so tired and fat up that I
<v Speaker 2>say hello, I saw you, and I'm just mad this
<v Speaker 2>thing crouching there, and once again it runs at me,
<v Speaker 2>and it just feels absolute hate. I wake up again,
<v Speaker 2>barely able to breathe, the same feeling. But one night
<v Speaker 2>I woke up and I felt like I was being
<v Speaker 2>watched like usual, but I can't really move. It was
<v Speaker 2>more of a sleep paral sace. I just can't move.
<v Speaker 2>My eyes are open, but I'm not moving. I see
<v Speaker 2>like a white light above me, or kind of light
<v Speaker 2>shining down. Then it didn't make any sense, and it's
<v Speaker 2>really a small part of the story that I've never
<v Speaker 2>forgotten it. Then I just close my eyes and I'm
<v Speaker 2>able to wake up, and it's gone. I can't tell
<v Speaker 2>you how much denial plays the part. Like whenever people
<v Speaker 2>are like, why don't you just move out, I'm telling
<v Speaker 2>you your own mind is your own worst enemy, because
<v Speaker 2>you think it's you, like you're going crazy. Things are
<v Speaker 2>going to be fine. It's always the next night will
<v Speaker 2>be better. You're just hoping for that to happen. I
<v Speaker 2>have my Halloween decorations out at this time. I remember
<v Speaker 2>that very clearly because I love Halloween. After these experiences,
<v Speaker 2>it started to not be so fun anymore. I didn't
<v Speaker 2>like seeing certain things because it reminded me of this apartment.
<v Speaker 2>But in my head, I'm like, it's gonna be fine.
<v Speaker 2>Let's go have a date night. And we did. We
<v Speaker 2>came back to my place. We made a palette on
<v Speaker 2>the floor, and I remember we were gonna watch Beetlejuice
<v Speaker 2>and just have this great time. We start watching the
<v Speaker 2>movie and I remember feeling so sick, sick to the core,
<v Speaker 2>body ache, fever, my nose started bleeding, and all I
<v Speaker 2>can remember is I'm going to have to call into work,
<v Speaker 2>Like you're going to have that immediate thought that I
<v Speaker 2>need to call in. Oh no, what am I going
<v Speaker 2>to do? I'm just absolutely miserable all night. I passed
<v Speaker 2>out at some point. I wake up as soon as
<v Speaker 2>the sun is up. I'm fine, I'm not sick. And
<v Speaker 2>when I get a fever and I'm done. And so
<v Speaker 2>it was really crazy. I decide to break my lease
<v Speaker 2>and move out. I save my cat and he comes
<v Speaker 2>with me to my husband's house because he has one,
<v Speaker 2>and I get permission to move in with him and
<v Speaker 2>everything from my parents. I let the apartment manager. Now,
<v Speaker 2>I said, I just want to let you know it's
<v Speaker 2>a great apartment. But I'm going to sound crazy, but
<v Speaker 2>this has been happening, this kind of stuff. It's so
<v Speaker 2>hard to explain to her. And she seemed pretty open.
<v Speaker 2>She was like, oh my gosh, I had no idea,
<v Speaker 2>like she just said she'd ask around. So I'm moving out.
<v Speaker 2>A guy friend comes over because he's going to take
<v Speaker 2>my couch. This is in the middle of a day,
<v Speaker 2>just talking about different things with him. We go into
<v Speaker 2>my bedroom, which is basically empty except a couple of
<v Speaker 2>things I'm giving away, and we're talking and then two
<v Speaker 2>lights go out as we're talking. It's from the ceiling
<v Speaker 2>fan and he and I don't even talk, like, we
<v Speaker 2>don't say anything. They go out. He walks over checks
<v Speaker 2>the light bulbs. Two light bulbs had been twisted out
<v Speaker 2>at the same time. They don't fall to the floor,
<v Speaker 2>they just go out. So he goes over and twists
<v Speaker 2>them back in and they turn on and he goes
<v Speaker 2>He's very Kindtry my buddy, he goes, Just so you
<v Speaker 2>know that happens again. I'm round it. I start living
<v Speaker 2>with my husband and he is he's in a great house.
<v Speaker 2>That was our first house together, and that's where we
<v Speaker 2>had our baby and everything and great memories. But when
<v Speaker 2>I'm I moved there, I was still having sleep paralysis.
<v Speaker 2>But it was horrifying. I didn't see anything. I would
<v Speaker 2>just be stuck and I would hear voices that were
<v Speaker 2>hard to make out, but I had to take sleeping pills.
<v Speaker 2>I even though I was in a new house, I
<v Speaker 2>always felt scared. I still had that feeling of just
<v Speaker 2>not ever being able to calm down. And like I said,
<v Speaker 2>I love Halloween. I couldn't even watch scary movies anymore,
<v Speaker 2>especially not alone. I was always anxious to the core.
<v Speaker 2>I have a friend that blesses homes and stuff, and
<v Speaker 2>I always thought it was interesting, but I didn't really
<v Speaker 2>know much about it. But he's with a group that
<v Speaker 2>blesses homes and I never thought to call him. I
<v Speaker 2>just wanted to get out of whatever was in that apartment.
<v Speaker 2>I remember telling him that I am still not okay.
<v Speaker 2>I'm still scared all the time. When he came over,
<v Speaker 2>they left him and my husband left to go somewhere.
<v Speaker 2>I don't remember, but I was at the house and
<v Speaker 2>he did text me. The guy that Blesses Homes and
<v Speaker 2>he said, there is there's a young man or young boy.
<v Speaker 2>I don't remember that a young man has followed you
<v Speaker 2>there and he seems lost. That don't worry. I took
<v Speaker 2>care of it or I sent him on his way.
<v Speaker 2>So maybe my friend was like dealing with that without
<v Speaker 2>trying to freak me out. I don't know, because of
<v Speaker 2>what I experienced at the apartment, if it was like
<v Speaker 2>I became more vulnerable to other things, other spirits, other whatever,
<v Speaker 2>seeing me more as a beacon, I'm not really sure.
<v Speaker 2>I had been out of the apartment for a while
<v Speaker 2>and I get a call from the old apartment manager
<v Speaker 2>and she was just trying to settle something else with
<v Speaker 2>my lease. But she said, oh, I asked around to
<v Speaker 2>people that have lived in those apartments since they were built,
<v Speaker 2>and she said, I found out about where you were living,
<v Speaker 2>and she had talked to the man across the hall
<v Speaker 2>from me. I never got to really meet any of
<v Speaker 2>my neighbors or anything like that, but she talked to
<v Speaker 2>this older man and she said a woman had lived
<v Speaker 2>there with her husband. This woman got cancer stage four,
<v Speaker 2>her husband packed up and left her. They would hear
<v Speaker 2>her and I remember the walls were buried thin because
<v Speaker 2>I could hear upstairs late neighbors everything, but her husband
<v Speaker 2>left her when she had stage four cancer, and they
<v Speaker 2>could hear her crying at night. All the neighbors could
<v Speaker 2>hear her crying at night. She passes away, she dies
<v Speaker 2>in the bedroom, the apartment gets cleared out, and after that,
<v Speaker 2>all the neighbors would talk about it. All the neighbors
<v Speaker 2>could still hear her crying at night. I immediately got
<v Speaker 2>goosebumps all down my arms because it started this whole time.
<v Speaker 2>I'm the one that's crazy, I'm the one there's something
<v Speaker 2>wrong with me here, But it all made sense. I
<v Speaker 2>felt like I was being watched. That was the heavy feeling.
<v Speaker 2>The apartment complex manager put it together too. She said,
<v Speaker 2>I have a single woman living in there right now.
<v Speaker 2>As long as she stays single, maybe nothing will happen
<v Speaker 2>to her. Because we put it together that I brought
<v Speaker 2>over my boyfriend, my now husband, and things started to
<v Speaker 2>really take a turn. I'm very lucky that I like
<v Speaker 2>found some sort of answered or maybe what was happening
<v Speaker 2>to me, because I was in complete denial that it
<v Speaker 2>was all me. Me and my husband get married. I
<v Speaker 2>find out I'm pregnant immediately, I don't have sleep paralysis anymore,
<v Speaker 2>and I'm able to sleep, I'm able to rest, I'm
<v Speaker 2>able to have peace at night. Whenever I've talked about
<v Speaker 2>it with other people, I have really thought about it.
<v Speaker 2>What I believe in my heart is that my baby
<v Speaker 2>like absolutely blessed me. And some people have told me like,
<v Speaker 2>of course, babies are so protected. I felt such a
<v Speaker 2>sense of peace. Pregnancy makes you so uncomfortable in so
<v Speaker 2>many ways, but hey, I was able to sleep and
<v Speaker 2>I got the rest that I definitely needed.
<v Speaker 1>Thank you Hailey for sharing your experiences with us. If
<v Speaker 1>you or someone you know works the night shift that
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<v Speaker 1>Thank you very much for listening. Keep it scary. Everyone
<v Speaker 1>is you soon