I've had some experiences with seeing or feeling ghosts obviously from my first story I told. Back in 2005, my husband and I moved to Austin, TX and got hired on with our respective jobs. I was hired on with a bank as a teller. My first day as a teller was just as normal, watching everyone else do their job and balancing the drawers and all that, no big deal. So as the day went, it was finally over and I was heading home. I was checking my cell phone and saw I had about 5 or 6 missed phone calls from my mom, my niece, and my husband. I thought it was weird and thought something had happened so I called back right away.
First I called my husband and he asked if I had tried to call him and he said no. He said that he received a missed call from me and the sounds were muffled or distorted and couldn't make out anything. So I blew it off and then I called my mom and she asked the same thing because when she answered the phone it was also distorted. So at this point, I'm just thinking something is wrong with my phone. I called my niece back too and guess what? She said the same thing. So like I said I just blew it off as a coincidence. No big deal.
The next day I go back to work and was getting to know everyone at work. So as the day was ending one of the guys there finally asked "Did you get weird phone calls from your family members saying your phone was muffled?" I was a little concerned because I thought maybe my coworkers were playing a trick on me. I said "yes, why?" He said it always happens to the new people and after that, it gets worse. I asked them what they meant but nobody wanted to say anything just because they didn't want to "scare" the new girl at work.
So weeks went by and little by little strange things would happen like singing in the break room or chairs moving on their own to hearing things falling or crashing down, door slamming. One night we all got together for a bank meeting and we had placed chairs together like in a classroom to listen to the bank manager. I sat in the middle row and was listening when all of a sudden the chair I was sitting leaned over fast and I fell out of my chair. I thought the person behind me had done this but everyone was in shock and said nobody touched me.
So after the meeting the bank manager and assistant manager came to me and asked if I was ok and I said yes. They proceeded to tell me the story of the bank. Before the building was built, the land under the building used to be a children's cemetery dating back to the late 1800s to early 1900s. They moved the bodies of the children to a different location and built a liquor store afterwards. One day the store was robbed by 2 robbers and the cashier managed to kill both robbers but not before one of the robbers also shot the cashier at the same time. All 3 men died. So after the store, it then became the bank. The story goes that the bank is haunted by the children, the 2 robbers, and the cashier.
After I was told this story, I heard children, as if they are playing around or singing. One morning, I opened up the bank along with one of the managers and we heard stuff crashing, falling, and laughing. The bank went through so many tellers and bankers that they could never keep them for more than a year. I lasted only 8 months before it got just worse and worse. I felt like some had followed me home and I would often see shadows in my apartment that were neither mine nor my husband's. After I quit, I didn't see anymore shadows.