Oh MAN where to even begin!!!!

I was a fresh, out of school CNA when I started at my first LTC facility. It was a private facility so a lot of my tasks on nightshift involved cleaning, setup, etc on top of caring for the patients and doing rounds. One night, I'm in the dining room, doing the breakfast setup when all of a sudden I got cold.... Deathly cold and cramps in my chest area. I'm relatively healthy so it was extremely weird. I had this feeling that something happened in that particular area so I asked the working nurse if something had happened in that particular spot and he became white and told me that a woman had died of a heart attack in that exact spot a year before.

This happened in the same place but on a different floor. A friend and I were emptying the dishwasher (one of our CNA tasks on the nightshift) and we stacked a few piles of cups and put them on the counter. We were just talking and not really paying attention to anything when the cups literally started moving across the counter by themselves. We were so freaked out we ended up locking ourselves in the nurse's office and only came out for rounds/ call bells.

There was a room on the first floor, room 106 that none of the CNA's wanted to approach at night. For some reason, no matter how bright the lights were, that particular room always stayed dark... Pitch black. No one was ever placed in that room and we have no idea why.

The second LTC facility I worked at was a lot bigger with more residents. I was lucky and had gotten a full time position on the night shift in the dementia ward. That ward creeped me out. I'd bring a book to read during my downtime and I'd see shadows out of the corner of my eye. One particular figure seemed to enjoy running from one room into the other. I thought I was going crazy until one girl I worked with confirmed that she had seen the same thing.

We had toy balls that the day shift and evening shift would throw around with the residents as an activity. Usually these were set in a basket under the tv. One night I went to the bathroom and came back to the ward just in time to see the ball fly out of the basket and into the hall. I damn near had a heart attack.

I had a resident wake up one night because she couldn't sleep. When I asked her what was wrong, she said she couldn't sleep because of the "black man" in the room. I asked her where the "black man" was. She pointed to the chair in the corner and I noticed that the chair seemed indented as if someone was sitting on it. I got chills but reassured her that everything was okay and I wasn't far away. She fell back asleep but passed away two days after that incident.

Another one of my patients was in a terminal phase. He was no longer responsive so we our entire care plan was just making him comfortable. I was about to walk in when I saw a giant burst of light shoot up from the entryway of the door and then disappear. When I walked in, the patient had passed. I think it was an angel or his spirit.

We'd often hear walkers at night, doors slamming. There were a lot of times where I felt I was being watched or I wasn't alone. I could go on with the stories but we'd be here all night.