A visitor at Congdon Mansion

I haven't talked about my tour of Congdon Mansion (Glensheen). It was one of the best tours I've taken. I think the tour I was on had the best tour guide. I had not known anything about Glensheen. Oh, I'd heard about a murder taking place there but didn't know any details. I am not sure if I can blame my ignorance on the fact that I had not moved to Minnesota when the murder occurred, or if I was so involved in my life, both then and now, that I didn't bother to listen. (What! ME be involved with anything that doesn't have to do with Moi'???? I mean, GET REAL!)

Having a life long interest in the paranormal, during the course of the tour, I kept hoping I would feel something , you know, suddenly feel cool air, or hot air, feel nauseous. I even stood with my hands behind my back, palms up, waiting for "someone" to touch them. End result....nada, nothing, zippo.

As the tour progressed there was this one spot that I found SO interesting. I really don't know why it caught my eye....It didn't the other guests. I was ascending the main staircase and when we came upon the landing there was a long window seat. For some reason my eyes went directly to it and I kept studying it, with a longing to bend down to rub my hands on it. The others were looking at the beautiful window glass the tour guide was pointing out. This was above the window seat. However, when I looked up the light was so bright that I just wanted to keep looking down, feeling drawn to this window seat. To sit on it, to touch it, the urge was incredible. (We were told not to TOUCH anything, which of course is VERY hard for me to do....follow instructions). But I didn't touch it. The guide was near which is one reason. But I did then lean into it so my legs would touch it.

I have NO idea why a window seat held such interest for me, and soon we were up the stairs to continue on with the tour.

That evening, in my hotel room, I was laying on the bed and I picked up one of the two books I had purchased on the murders at Glensheen. Wanting to find out who was murdered and how, I went to the chapter with the floor plan and details of the murders, etc.

I then read something that freaked me out TOTALLY! The nurse had been murdered on the staircase and her dead body placed on the window seat!!!

I put the book down. The same fear came over me as the fear I had as a child, seeing my first horror movie and having to sleep in my darkened room afterward. Something went right through me.

Can I say it was something "paranormal" that happened to me? Nope. I can't say it was anything. All I can say is that for an unknown reason, the window seat transfixed me. To touch, to feel, to absorb it. And the fear that went through me upon reading the book and what had transpired on the window seat left me feeling as if, indeed, I had indeed been touched by a ghost.