Blanche

[rodentraiser]

 This isn't my experience, but a first time encounter of a lady on my miniature forum, and she graciously allowed me to share it here with everyone. I find this experience very interesting, as she walked into this place completely unaware it was supposedly haunted and still had a paranormal experience. Here is her original post:

 
  post Apr 17 2010, 08:30 AM 
   
So, I mailed a fellow mini-er a package today and saw an Antique mall. I had never been in there before, but was told that they had minis there sometimes. I went into the store and two older gals were working the counter. I looked around, then asked if they had minis. One informed me that they may - the store has 7 large rooms and 4 different levels - feel free to walk around. I was amazed at all the things they had. Very few miniatures.

When I made it to the 3rd level, it was a long room. The area was divided off - yet open to go through. I started that way, but just couldn't bring myself to walk back there. Didn't know why. I decided to head up to the top level. I walked in to find old caskets. They were beautiful (thought of Monica the haunted for some reason even though they were not mini). I said out loud 'you have got to be kidding me'. Then I heard the old hardwood floors creek. Felt silly that I was up there by myself - talking to myself. The room was well lit by the old windows. I as I walked further to the back of the room, my legs seemed weaker. I kept hearing the floor creek, but saw no one. I thought I was going to throw up, and my knees were about to give out on me.

It was all I could do to get back to the first level. When I made it back to the counter, I leaned on it pretending to be interested in the old jewels. I was afraid to walk out, as I didn't think my legs would support me. After polite chit chat, I told the gals that I would come back with my husband, that I felt a little uncomfortable (trying to be nice) about the last level - that I thought someone was up there, but didn't see anyone. They said to me - 'oh, you must have met Blanche'. I said that I didn't meet anyone. She then told me that Blanche is their ghost. Nice. It was all I could not to throw up on the counter. I left the store, almost got hit by a car and cried all the way home like a baby. It was the weirdest thing I have ever felt in my life! It has been over an hour and my legs are still weak and I am pretty emotional.

  The name of the store is Jackson Antique Mall in Jackson, MI. How close are you to that, Highlander? The store is also mentioned in Haunted Michigan, so all in all, it sounds as though a real paranormal experience happened.

  I did invite this nice woman to our forum to talk to us if she had any problems, but she has actually recovered enough to think about going back to the store to do some ghost hunting! As she says, it wasn't so much a scary an experience as it was totally unexpected. At any rate, I am very pleased to have another first hand experience to post here and I'm very grateful to my fellow miniaturist for letting me share it.