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About two years ago I was working as a security officer at Crossroads Mall in Omaha, NE. It's a second story mall, with a parking garage attached to it by a walkway from the 4th level of the parking deck to the mall, there are two of them. If you stand in the middle of either skywalk you can see the other.
One overnight it was summer about 89 degrees and 3:30 am. I was walking to check the doors in the garage lobbies. I noticed someone walking on the other skywalk. Thinking it's one of the malls housekeeping staff, I quickly ran up to the location I last seen it. Nothing was there. I radioed housekeeping to see if anyone was in the skywalk and they stated the they all are downstairs for lunch. By that time I felt a cool breeze and noticed the tempature had dropped for a brief second I ran from the location back into the mall.

The mall I work at has a large story to tell. As a security officer my job is to know the layout of the mall just in case of an emergency. There is a spot in the mall that has an old fireplace. It's now used by a Library book drive. There are strange things that go on in that room. Kids voices, Things that move when your alone.

When I was 13 I went to Mexico to visit some distant relatives in Zacatecas. They live in a small village rather distant from most larger towns. There was a church there that was thought to be haunted after was abandoned because a newer and safer one was built. It is sometimes said that haunted churches are the holding houses of powerful but evil emotions and that that church was the result of coruption of the tiny village.
Anyway, me my 7th cousin, Julia, and two of her friends went with us to see this so-called haunted church. Feeling brave but not stupid we went around noonish. The church was in poor condition with no roof or floors but the walls were still standing and there were two rooms: the main hall, and the confession booth. My cousin's friends go into looking about tje confessional and me and my cuz are looking around the hall. All of a sudden I hear argueing and it sounded really intense then I see the two friends burst out of the booth fighting tooth and nail swearing to kill easch somehow, I don't really recall how but I got involved, plus my cousin. So the four of use just beating eachother. I felt pure hated for them. I wanted them dead and gone. I even grabed a loose board from the floor and slamed into one of the kids back. I can't remember who it was. Somehow, in the fight we rolled out of the building and into the lawn. A few feet out of the church we slowly came back to our senses. I don't remember much, other then feeling absolutly stupid for my behavior, but my cousin started screaming that is was the church that was responsible for our behavior. We ran like hell.
She started crying and told me that a few months before two men killed eachother in there, for no aparent reason. I never went back inside there, last I saw of it, all that remained was a few building blocks and some sticks. I stoll absolutely refuse to go into one to this day.

It was around the begining of 1999. I had just moved into this trailer home with my now wife. Something didn't seem right at first. The ground outside was always wet and muddy. Days of sunny, hot weather would never dry up the front yard. I remember one day I was playing N64 and felt as I was being watched. I remember pausing my game and saying out loud, "Your dead, go into the light." I felt weird for talking outloud to nobody. I swear to this day I was not alone. That was only the begining.

I started noticing the windows would never stay down. Kitchen cabinents wouldn't stay closed. One night the toilet literally fell apart, water was going everywhere. There was a black sludge coming up from the bowl. The kitchen sink had to be replaced as well. It wouldn't stop leaking. The hot water heater wouldn't stay lit. There was a small breeze coming from the closet about the size of a paper plate. The landlord resealed the closet where the hotwater heater was and the breeze still continued to blow. It was if the breeze was coming between the walls itself.

(Month 2) I started having dreams where I was flying in alternate dimensions. This dimension was guarded by men in black cloads. I was soading over vast canyons and oceans. Other people were there also and some were willing to help me. They would tell me to stay away from the men in black cloaks. Because if you were to die here, you would die in real life. I would usually wake up laying sideways on the bed. I only had the dream a couple of times. Only when I lived in that house. I would love to have that dream again. One day a little kid knocked at the door, he said he was looking for the guy who used to live in the house before me. According to the manager he never came out of that house. He didn't even go to work. She evict him.

(Month 2 week 3) My wife called. I was working the night shift. She said she had a horrible nightmare. When she woke up and our cats was hissing down the hallway. Our cat has never hissed before and to this day never has. Kitty toys starting getting rearranged on the kitchen floor in patterns in which a cat could not have done. One morning the toys were in a perfect straight line and all the kitchen cainents were open.

(Month 2 week 4) The front door wouldn't stay close. It would always blow open. Even on non-windy days. The hotwater heater would usually have to be lit when the door blew open. One morning I left for the fitness center. It was pretty early 6a.m. Halfway there I felt as if I should return home. When I got home my key broke off in the front doorknob. I managed to get the door open. When I got to the back bedroom I saw something I shouldn't have. An old man standing over my wife. He was wearing old western cloths, something out or young guns movie. He was staring at her, only thing god knows what? He turned to me, knowing I could see him. He faded through the trailer wall. My wife was laying there awake and asked if I had saw it. I gave the description of the man and it matched what she had seen. I didn't work out that morning...I went to the town library and I even started using a ouija board again, after I never said I would do that again. One night duing a terrible storm. I was laying in bed myself feeling as if I was being watched by an evil prescence. I was looking down the hallway, when the living room lights came on.

(Month 3) I packed up and moved within a week. My wife refused to leave that house. My mother helped move us out while my wife was at work. After I moved out I told the manager that I thought the place was haunted. She said she to felt that way and never went in there. An old lady died in the back bedrrom before the last tennant.

(4 months later) I drove back to that house. I saw something that I swear wasn't there before. The address lot#6. It now had a 6, under that was another 6 and on the side of the front was yet another 6. I feel bad because in the front was a new car and a new tennant...therefore I am unable to give this trailers address.