I cannot remember the name of this building, but it was the first stop on the ghost tour. Ghost tour? Oh, did I forget to mention that? While in Chicago, the girls and I went on a ghost tour. I may have skimmed over it in another post, but yes…a ghost tour.
It was more like a ghost story tour. That is no offense to the tour guy. That guy was amazing. I’ve never actually been on a ghost tour, so I wasn’t really sure what to expect. Yet at the same time, it wasn’t really what I expected. It was interesting, though. A lot of walking…2 hours worth. I so wore the wrong boots for that.
This particular building is apparently one of the prime activity locations for ghost stories. I cannot remember how many he said were confirmed. With the building’s height, it apparently tends to sway. Now isn’t that something you like to hear. No thank you. I prefer for the building that I am in to stand still. Anyway, our tour guide, Eddie, told us how people would just fall out of the windows. Windows that do not open and there was no evidence of suicide. Not sure how that happens, but just the same. I don’t quite remember all the details of the story he told us about this building, but it was interesting.
I also can’t say whether or not I actually believe in ghost activity. It is a bit hard to explain. Several of my friends like ghost hunting and I’ve gone with them. That’s how I met some of the best I have, but I’m one of the top skeptics of the group. If there is a story, I can usually debunk it. I’m not going to say that I don’t completely believe that there are things out there. I’ve got a ghost story or two of my own, but that doesn’t meant I’m still not convinced I can’t debunk them if I wanted to.
Just the same, I so love a good ghost story and I will listen to and tell them for as long as I can.
Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
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