Nightshift

I'm just newly registered 'cause I love reading real experiences of the paranormal. Although for me,"paranormal" is not the correct word. Because we and everything we do,say,everything that surrounds us, is made of energy. And energy (the good and the bad one) never gets lost. It simply transforms itself. Like Einstein said:"Nothing was ever created and nothing gets ever lost. It is simply always there."

And that's why I never doubt if anyone's telling stories about ghosts,demons,spirituality etc. Because it is a part of us. If the energy expresses itself as harmful or dangerous,it's difficult to deal with.

Well,now I want to tell you one of my stories. This happened 10 years ago and I was working as a nurse in a hospital for old, helpless people. Most of them were constantly lying in bed, slowly dying, in a sort of a coma. I was on the night shift with a very dear female member of my team. We loved to work together. Imagine that we were the only two healthy persons in a house filled with 120 patients. Of course, half of them were able to look after themselves and completely independent. On our main check-up and take-care tour that took place from 3.00 a.m.to 5.30 a.m.,we had two wards left (changing pampers, give medication, made people drink...).So we entered the 2nd ward an I heard a strange kind of noise. Very loud and clear, with some disturbances, like a radio, but I couldn't understand what the person was saying. It was a female voice. I told my friend to listen and she said:"Strange,seems like someone has put on tv or the radio".

I answered:"Stephany,how is a paralyzed person doing to put on a radio or tv?Anyway,this seems like a person talking next to us, not from inside a room which door is closed."

She looked at me:"You're right. But let's continue".We were listening, but the voice suddenly stopped. And so I thought:"Maybe I'm just tired".

We went to our next patient and had to change the entire sheets, wash the man an put a fresh pajama on him because he and the whole bed were full of liquid excrement. So this took us a lot of time and we were running from the bed to the bathroom an so on.Finally,Stephany told me that she would put a new shirt on the man, so I started to carry all the dirty stuff outside in the hall, were our caddy was placed. Because of our need in sheets,blankets,skin products, towels etc., the door of the room was open to have free access to the caddy. So I turned my back to my friend, and I heard her talking with the man, moving him etc. A sheet fell down on the floor while I was walking, so I had to go down to grab it from the floor. And the moment I took the blanket I looked through the open door into the hall. And I swear, a little old person in a white nightgown passed through the hall. It didn't touch the floor, it was like floating, completely silent.First,I thought:"What the f...?Stephany was just now at Mr.X'bed-what is she doing in the hall?" (Remember that as nurses, we were dressed in white). The logic question that, if Stephany would have left Mr.X,I would have seen her leaving the room,didn't come to my mind. I simply stood there like frozen. All this happened in seconds.

I heard Stephany's voice behind me:"Hey,what's going on? You want to carry that dirty sheets all night?"She laughed.

I jumped and said:"Steph...but you were just outside in the hall?!"

"No,I was dressing and installing Mr.X. Remember?What's wrong? Your face is as pale as snow. You feel unwell? You need to throw up?"

I put everything I had in my arms on the floor an ran into the hall. I still saw the apparition of the woman before she vanished through the wall. Steph came after me as I was standing there with goosebumps all over my body an trembling from terror and cold. We were in the midst of the summer, but I swear you, in the hall it was as cold as in a refrigerator. Steph said:"Wow!Why is it suddenly so cold?" She hadn't seen the woman. And I told her-don't ask me, why I said this-:"We have to go downstairs.Mrs.Z has just died."

Incredibly,she looked at me."What?How will you know? We just looked after her, she was sleeping."

"Steph,I swear, she is dead. I've seen her ghost passing through the hall".Confused,my friend followed me downstairs an when we entered Mrs.Z'room,it was a peaceful and warm atmosphere inside. In fact, she died a few moments ago. Her body was still warm. So we called the med. To have the attestation an at the end of the shift, we washed an dressed her in a beautiful gown. I was silent all the time. But Steph couldn't believe it. She was talking, asking me questions...

At home, after work, I fell in my bed, I was not afraid anymore or scared, simply surprised. I slept a few hours and dreamed of Mrs.Z.She came towards me, was much younger that I have ever seen her, healthy and surrounded by a sort of white light. She told me:"Thank you dear, for looking after me all these years.I'm leaving now". Much later, when I occupied my mind with events like this, I realized, that the "radio" we heard at the beginning was an EVP of Mrs.Z.

Hope you enjoy the story!