posted on Apr, 26 2013 @ 05:36 PM
Hello ATS, here is my ghost experience. Take it for what you will, I believe what happened to me was not a figment of my imagination. I believe in my
heart that what I witnessed was real.
My experience goes like this. I was out in Salt Lake City this past week for work. My original hotel plans was miss booked and I had to find a new
hotel. Due to conferences in the city, all the decent priced hotels were taken and I had to get creative. I figured I would try and find a hotel with
a little history. A quick google search turned up the Shiloh Inn, downtown. The hotel had a sorted past and some supposed paranormal activity. Now I
normally don't go out looking for this type of qualification in my hotel, but I was bored. I called up, asked about availability, and sure enough one
of the two most active rooms were available.
The story behind these adjoining rooms lies in some past history. Back in the late 70's a family was in a cult and believed the father was God. The
dad went up to the mountains and killed himself via the hose in the tailpipe routed to the cabin of the car. The mom took her 7 kids and threw them
off of the 11th floor balcony of that hotel, rooms 1105 and 1106. She then jumped herself. All but one of the kids died, the remaining now lives
somewhere in Aurora Co.
Knowing some of this history but not really having experienced any paranormal things in my life, I went into the room with some skeptisim. I took
some photos with my digital camera and my cell phone, but really didn't notice anything that stood out. Maybe a flash here or a speck of dust there,
nothing definitive. Disappointed, I plugged my gadgets in to recharge and went to bed.
About 30 minutes after falling asleep, my stupid email ringer went off. I had forgotten to put it on vibrate. As I went to get up to turn it off, I
saw this shadow? silhouette? dark shape? of a small child. I yelled "hey" and it turned, moved about a foot and disappeared. Needless to say I was
scared. I had just witnessed something I couldn't explain and didn't know what to expect next. After a few excited calls back home, I contemplated
staying in the room or switching. Knowing that I had a busy day the next day and wanted to get some sleep, I switched. The manager came up and walked
me to my new room on the 10th floor. We got to the new room and they keys didn't work, she said it was probably a dead battery on the new door. We
went back down to the lobby to get a new room and the only one was back up on the 11th floor, other side of the hotel. The next trippy thing was on
the way up in the elevator, we stopped on the 11th floor, but the door said 10.
I got my new room and besides not falling asleep until 430am, nothing eventful happened. Thats my story. I'll add some pictures and you can decide
for yourself(other than the 70's decor) if you see anything out of the ordinary.