As previously posted about, I have somewhat of a reason to believe our apt is haunted, most likely because our building used to be a hospital during the Civil War.
Supporting this claim, tonight when I went into the kitchen around 2am, I noticed the oven light on once again! It was most certainly off 2 hours earlier when I made tea and turned off the lights. No one had been in there since I was the only one home. I was an electrical engineer, and while it’s quite plausible for lights to “mysteriously” turn off, it’s quite hard for them to “mysteriously” turn on.
Weird. Yes, indeed.
So, my roomate and myself have reason to believe our apartment is haunted. Yes, I know what you are thinking, but hear me out.
First off, our apartment is located in Georgetown and back in the early 1800s was known as Miss Lydia English’s Female Seminary, frequented by the likes of Martin Van Buren, James Buchanan, Daniel Webster and Henry Clay. During the Civil War it was converted into Seminary Hospital, used by the Union Army. And shortly there after, into an apartment building, as it stands today.
Fast forward to January 2006 when we moved in and note these strange incidents in our kitchen:
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