I have recently closed my own business and sought out work with some folks who own a B&B in Monticello Florida. I had met them when I had a booth at the "Flea Across Florida." They (the owners of the Bed and Breakfast - Daffodale House Estate B&B) were quite warm and interesting and so I called and asked if they needed help with their B&B. However, little did I know the B&B was a haunted Bed and Breakfast.
When I arrived I learned of their Ghost Tours but was skeptical and took it with a grain of salt, despite hearing a vast array of stories. I soon had my own encounters and experiences.
My first encounter occurred one evening while working downstairs (the first floor) of the B&B. I had gone into the kitchen and being new to the facility has some questions. I entered into the adjoining dining room and saw who I thought was Cathy--the co-owner of the B&B. Her back was turned from me and she was facing the fireplace. I was talking to her but she did not turn or reply. There was a different feeling in the room, almost electric like. And I turned and looked behind me to see Cathy sitting at her computer in the Library Room and looking at me in wonderment as to who I was talking to. When I looked back at the fireplace the figure of the woman was gone.
Later that week I was outside and I saw again something that I thought was Cathy walking around the side of the house. I walked over to talk to her but as I approached she picked up pace and started to head to the front wraparound porch. I picked up my pace too but she was on the porch now and around the bend. I had called out "Cathy" but figured she did not hear me. It would not be uncommon for her to be dashing for the phone or to meet a deadline crunch for a specific task. However, when I got to the front door it was locked. I wondered why she would lock the door on me. I walked around the house to the back door and entered to find that Cathy had never left the house and had been on the computer then entire time.
A series of events have occurred like this including lights going on and off, my phone battery dying within a short time of arrival, strange sounds, smells, etc.
One night I was working outdoors after dark and my dog sat up and started tilting her head to the side as though she saw something but there was nothing there and suddenly she whimpered and fell to the ground in a submissive position... I decided it was time to leave.
Another day I was doing some cleaning in the hallway upstairs and was by the original, now inoperable, enclosed elevator and I smelled what seemed like pipe tobacco. I thought to myself it must be something that Scott (Cathy's husband) smokes. However, I never saw him smoke before. On several occasions I smelled the same aroma in the same place. I recently learned that there was an old woman who used to smoke in that very same spot so that the baby in the house would not breathe in the smoke.
Recently I was taken on to do some very time intensive projects and invited to stay for duration of the project so that I could save time and gas money. I have been provided the Victorian Guest Room and for two weeks every night I have been awaken by something precisely at 2:11 am.
I could go on with a variety of stories of my encounters but there are far too many to list...