Last summer my sister and I took a weekend trip together; we went to Ocean City New Jersey and stayed at a quaint Bed and Breakfast. We arrived early Friday morning and to save money we shared a room.
When we checked in, we were to learn that there would only be the two of us and two other couples staying there that weekend. The house is owned by a couple who live on the lower level with their teenage children and a dog named Daisy.
That Friday we spent some time at the beach and went out for a nice dinner. We arrived back at the house and enjoyed a quiet evening on the front porch. My sister went to bed at about 10 pm, and I went shortly after 11 pm. I was climbing the stairwell up to our room, and I heard a distinctive woman’s voice say, “Shhh.” I stopped and looked behind me and didn’t see or hear anyone.I went back down the steps; no one was there. I go back up and go into our room; my sister was sawing logs. I think maybe it was one of the other guests and somehow their voice carried to me, I can’t explain it, so I went to sleep. The room that my sister and I were sharing had a double bed and a set of bunk beds since my sister was sprawled out on the double bed; I slept on the lower bunk. Creek, creek, crack went the joints in my body, but I finally got comfortable and fell soundly to sleep.
I shifted in the night, and I stretched my foot down to the bottom of the bed, my toes came in contact with a warm, soft, fuzzy creature and I thought to myself.
“Awe Chewie, your mama’s girl.”
Chewie is my dog, but she was 400 miles away at home in Pittsburgh.
I jumped off the bunk and reached for the light. There was nothing in the bed, nothing under the bed. I looked at my sister who was up and looking at me like I was nuts. I told her I must have been dreaming and she says she was too. Her dream was about a dog, and it licked her hand, waking her just as I jumped out of the bunk…Weird. I climbed back into the bed; it was a while before I fell asleep.
Once again I was awakened, this time by children. I could hear them running in the room above us. This is non-stop for at least an hour. My sister woke up and said “Who do those kids belong to shouldn’t they be in bed? “ The noise stopped abruptly, and she was able to fall blissfully to sleep. I on the other hand lay there the rest of the night with one eye open.
The next day, we are baffled by the night’s events. My sister asked the Innkeeper about the kids, and she just looked at us and offered no explanation, in fact, she just smiled and walked away.
Saturday was spent at the beach and in the evening we headed up to Atlantic City for some Casino fun! We got back to the house around midnight and headed straight up to bed. I once again got the bunk, but being exhausted, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. Ok, here is where it gets really weird.
I woke up to vibration. I realized that the bed was shaking. I mean it was shaking so bad I could barely sit up. I called out to my sister who once again was sawing logs.
She continues snoring. I start laughing; I do that when I am scared to death. I finally yell “Stop!”
The shaking stopped. I turned the light on and climbed into bed with my sister.
Later I was awakened again by the damn kids running upstairs, though I could barely hear them over my sisters snoring. I closed my eyes and thought about how I couldn’t wait to get home and get some rest.
We packed up the next morning. While we are packing my sister asked me to drive.
She stated “I didn’t slept a wink last night.”
Boy, you could have fooled me!
Most people do not know that Ocean City, New Jersey is one of the most haunted places in America. Stay at the Flanders Hotel or The Inn The Gardens B&B.
A place to visit- Absecon Lighthouse, near Atlantic City, the sight of a shipwreck that killed 311 passengers. The lighthouse overlooks Absecon Inlet. Locals claim to see much paranormal activity there, It is commonly referred to as the Graveyard Inlet
True Story by Lori Zaremba