Anonymous
8/13/2025, 7:14:06 AM No.82169239
Today was my last day working in the old local High School. I've posted about it before but its been a minute.
The building is 110+ years old. Growing up, everyone always said it was haunted. Now working there as an adult, I felt it.
I've always been weird, I think I was born broken. Call me a schitzo, I'm still trying to figure it out myself, but I think I have a connection to the higher plain.
For the past few months I've been using my 1 hour of lunch time to interact with the spirits. I found that the most spiritual room in the building was the Theater/Auditorium.
People like to spread rumors, say things like, "The old boiler room is haunted!", cause its creepy. But I actually have never really felt any spiritual energy down there.
Anyway, it was fun interacting with the spirits during my lunches, sometimes I would take a nap and they would show me some really intense dreams and visions
>you were dreaming
Yeah I know, but I also know the spirits were boosting my mind. I believe I have a natural astral projecting ability, but I've never trained it.
Anyway, I know that most of you will write this off as schitzo-babble. Which is fine. I'll get to the point.
Today was my last day. All day I had a headache, I felt all the spirits around me the entire time.
During my lunch, I sat in a theater chair and closed my eyes. I heard so many voices, felt them all around me, it was like I was in the eye of a tornado.
I think they knew I was leaving. The hours passed, it was time for me to clock out. As I was walking to the door, my head still hurt and I still felt them all around me.
As I walked to my car it faded. Its like they were saying goodbye to me.
I think that is nice. Maybe they enjoyed our interactions as much as I did. I'm sure someone else will come along who can keep them company.
The building is 110+ years old. Growing up, everyone always said it was haunted. Now working there as an adult, I felt it.
I've always been weird, I think I was born broken. Call me a schitzo, I'm still trying to figure it out myself, but I think I have a connection to the higher plain.
For the past few months I've been using my 1 hour of lunch time to interact with the spirits. I found that the most spiritual room in the building was the Theater/Auditorium.
People like to spread rumors, say things like, "The old boiler room is haunted!", cause its creepy. But I actually have never really felt any spiritual energy down there.
Anyway, it was fun interacting with the spirits during my lunches, sometimes I would take a nap and they would show me some really intense dreams and visions
>you were dreaming
Yeah I know, but I also know the spirits were boosting my mind. I believe I have a natural astral projecting ability, but I've never trained it.
Anyway, I know that most of you will write this off as schitzo-babble. Which is fine. I'll get to the point.
Today was my last day. All day I had a headache, I felt all the spirits around me the entire time.
During my lunch, I sat in a theater chair and closed my eyes. I heard so many voices, felt them all around me, it was like I was in the eye of a tornado.
I think they knew I was leaving. The hours passed, it was time for me to clock out. As I was walking to the door, my head still hurt and I still felt them all around me.
As I walked to my car it faded. Its like they were saying goodbye to me.
I think that is nice. Maybe they enjoyed our interactions as much as I did. I'm sure someone else will come along who can keep them company.
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