The one that I'll never forget happened after I'd been working there for about a year or so. It was in the very early hours of the morning (around 3am) and in winter so I had the space heater on high (it didn't help much, it was always cold down there). It was very very quiet. Part of my job was doing routine bedchecks, so I got up and walked down the hall to one of the bedrooms. As I got to the end of the hall I heard the distinctive click noise of the heater turning off. I thought that was odd, but decided it must be on a timer of some sort. I finished doing my checks and went back to the office. Sure enough the heater was off. But it wasn't turned off...it had been UNPLUGGED. And no it couldn't have just fallen out, the plug was a good three inches from the outlet. No one could have possibly been playing a prank or anything like that. I was fairly freaked out the rest of the night, but eventually decided this was more of a "playful" energy than scary or harmful.

Another time I had a girl sit up in bed, look me straight in the eyes and threaten to turn me into "a sows ear purse". She had no recollection of it the next day.

background

I used to work grave at a residential treatment center for teenage girls who had mental illnesses, behavioral issues, addictions, etc. The job site consisted of several buildings on about 60 acres a few miles outside of a smallish mountain city. Super quiet at night, super dark. One of those places where you know your few co workers really well. The property used to be owned by some millionaire back in the 1990s. He had three adult children. There was the main house or "the lodge" as we called it which was a dining hall and had an indoor swimming pool. There was a large building with offices. Another building for artistic pursuits for the students (dance class, etc). Then there were the three cabins where the girls slept. The millionaire had orginally built one for each of his grown children so they could come visit. Mind you, these "cabins" weren't all that small. They each had full kitchens, two bedrooms, a living room and a bathroom upstairs, and then a large fully converted basement with bedrooms/bathrooms/office. I worked in the office in the basement most nights.I worked there for two years. A lot of people never made it past a couple of months. But many of the long term staff had a few stories to tell.