Ghost Cat
Here’s a spooky ghost story from my good friend Maile! Let’s continue to share fun ghost stories, dreams and nightmares for the haunted month of October!
A few years back a friend and I moved into an older apartment in Long Beach. We never knew for sure, but based on the architecture we assumed it was built in the 1920’s. On our first day moving in, my friend stopped as we entered the kitchen and gave me a strange look. When I asked what was up she commented that she felt as though there was something blocking her, like a baby gate or something. We both agreed that was a bit peculiar but generally accepted it. Over the next few months we’d feel like there was something small in the room with us or see something out of the corner of our eye. Not like a person, but more like an animal of sorts. One night we had a few friends over and one of them casually turned to me to ask if the apartment was haunted. I responded that yes, with a small animal. He nodded and said it was a white fluffy cat. Now that I’d acknowledge the cat, she seemed to respond to me. Some nights I’d feel her sleeping on the bed and other times I’d feel her in the room near my feet. I named her Snowball and she was a regular fixture in this Long Beach apartment.
I had two other big experiences when I lived there, both of which freaked me out a lot more than Snowball. The first of these started with an oddly vivid dream. I was in my room and I heard a noise in the living room. I walked out and I saw these figures having a party of sorts. Their wardrobe suggested the 1920’s. In this dream I freaked out and tried to get back to my room, though I kept tripping over cords. When I finally got into my room I saw a little blonde boy sitting in the corner watching me. He opened his mouth to speak and in a panic I woke up from the dream. He was hazy, but I could still see him sitting in the corner. More ghost-like than before. Young, maybe 10, with corn yellow hair and blue eyes. My heart racing, I immediately turned on my light and he vanished.
The other strange experience happened one night when I was trying to sleep. I had the television on and was listening to a show I knew well as I tried to sleep. At one point I heard the voice of a small child. A young girl. My room was above an alley and my initial thought was that it was very late for a family to be in the alley. It was well past midnight. As the voice got louder, I suddenly realized that it wasn’t coming from the ally. She was talking to me. She told me her name and I felt my heart race. I sat up, turned on the light and started talking to myself, tuning her out.
I moved soon after that. Unfortunately Snowball did not follow me to my current haunted apartment.
