I am not much of a writer but I believe that this story deserves to be told. I am the type of person who has always searched for paranormal experiences. I used to work as a ghost walker (took people on tours of haunted sites in my town) and I collect books on bigfoot, ufology and I also read tarot cards. My grandmother also believes she is a psychic, so I have truly been around the supernatural my whole life. That being said, I am also a skeptic and I like to find rational explanations to supernatural experiences whenever I can. This story is about one of those times in which I was left feeling that the veil between the living and the dead isn't as thick as some would believe.
In March of 2019, my girlfriend and I travelled from Toronto to Chicago to attend a work conference at one of the many older hotels found in downtown Chicago. The flight was brief, and thankfully customs gave us no troubles. We took the train from O'Hare to the Loop and made sure to stop at the Nutella coffee shop before checking in to our hotel. The check-in was uneventful, and we were amazed to discover how many of our favorite movies had been filmed in this hotel. We walked up and down the staircases many times and took many pictures. We were especially excited to meet the CEO of our company on the elevator BEFORE the conference! Everything was going great and we were very excited to be there.
The conference was to take place over two days and we were set to attend workshops on each of those days. The first encounter we had in our hotel was smelling cigarette smoke coming from outside our room before opening the door. Neither of us smoke, so we were surprised and a bit concerned to have this happen. We nonetheless went about our day and attended our workshops.
The second encounter was more unnerving. While unpacking our clothes we both witnessed the light in our closet turn on by itself. There is no way either of us did this and I would be very surprised if it was an electrical problem. We both nervously laughed about it and joked that our room must be haunted...
The next morning... At around 5am... My girlfriend and I were both awakened to the sound of a woman crying from inside our bathroom. We were both too scared to even acknowledge it to each other and we both slept through it. I to this day think that our room was in fact haunted and that we experienced a spirit from another world. Part of me wanted to reach out to the entity and to try and help her. I feel that the more paranormal experiences you encounter the less afraid you become. I truly hope to one day be able to help these spirits and help them find resolve in the afterlife. Thank you for reading.