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Nurses And Doctors Share Their Scariest Paranormal Experiences

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Hospitals can end up being some of the creepiest places around, and the nurses and doctors who work in these facilities saving lives have their fair share of horrifying tales. Some of the scariest paranormal happenings doctors and nurses have experienced include ghostly children, chilling premonitions, and morbid hallucinations.

Read these terrifying doctor and nurse ghost stories at your own risk. 

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    Their Patient Asked To Be Strapped In Bed

    From Redditor /u/circle_stone

    My aunt is a nurse and told me some stories, but this one stuck with me.

    There was an old lady who insisted on being strapped down at night in her bed. She told my aunt that there was a dark figure that was trying to grab her and take her out of the room, where she would die. My aunt and other nurses oblige, and for the next few nights, she would check on her, and it would look as though someone was trying to pull her from the bed randomly while she slept. My aunt is then off, and whoever is this lady's nurse does not strap her down at night. Nurses found the old lady dead, laying on the floor by the door, her hand stretched out past the door and into the hallway.

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    They Had A Psychic Patient

    From Redditor /u/smackmacks

    A ward I worked on once had a patient who was a psychic/medium as a patient. We had a bit of a laugh with her as she was on the ward for a while (she'd had a stroke which affected her mobility), and she would do "readings" for the staff from time to time. I took it all as just a bit of fun until one evening when she pressed her nurse call buzzer and told us to go check on a patient in a side room, as he was dead. We went to check and, sure enough, found that the gentleman had died. Later on, we asked our psychic patient how she had known, and she told us she had seen him coming out of his room obviously distressed. She realized he had died and had to explain to him what had happened and help him to pass over/go to the light... now, I am not a believer, but that gave me the creeps.

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    They Had A Chilling Experience With A Passed Patient

    From Redditor /u/KaylaC-J

    I worked as a med tech at an assisted living facility. One day, a resident (I’ll call her Margaret) suddenly passed away, and her family left all her belongings in the room that night, including her pendant to call the staff for help. The next night, Margaret’s neighbor called the staff because someone was talking in the room next door and keeping them awake. We brushed the resident off, knowing that Margaret’s room was empty. About an hour later, Margaret’s pendant started going off from her empty apartment. I was the only one willing to go turn it off, so I walked into the room, and it was FREEZING COLD in the middle of summer (the air conditioning was off). Suddenly, the bathroom door slammed as I was turning off the pendant light. I locked the door and ran back to the nurses' station. We forced one of the older male staff members to go check out the entire room, and he claims the door was still locked when he got down there, and no one was in there.

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    Their Patient Said He Was Already Dead

    From Redditor /u/jalcott

    I'm a psychiatric nurse; early in my career, I worked at a residential mental health facility. There was a resident I'll call Marion Duchene. He was an elective mute, which simply means that he didn't/wouldn't/couldn't talk, but there were no pathological findings as to why. He had spoken earlier in his life and, in fact, seemed quite normal back then, with the notable exception of being close to seven feet tall. He'd been raised in the Deep South and joined the military when he was 19. After boot camp, he was stationed somewhere in the south. One night, he just vanished. It was declared an AWOL for years, and finally, he was declared missing and dead.

    Ten years later, a seven-foot-tall man walked into a VA Hospital emergency room in my part of the Midwest and said to the receptionist, "My name is Marion Duchene, and I've been dead for ten years."

    Those were the last words he ever spoke.

    He was covered with dust, and he was wearing the same clothes he'd been reported to be wearing the night he vanished. His social security number had not been used, and he had no identification on his person. However, they were able to identify him, I guess via fingerprints. He was well-fed and in good health, except for his refusal to speak. The family was notified, but they said they had already grieved their lost man, and that whomever was claiming to be him simply could not be. They said he was a "haint" and a stand-in for their dead relative and demanded not to be contacted again.

    Marion paced all day every day. Not in a frantic way, but just lumbering up and down the halls and outside. He smiled all the time and would be moving his mouth in a way that indicated talking or muttering, but he was dead silent. He had an unnerving habit of throwing his head back with his mouth wide open as if he were laughing heartily, but not even a breath could be heard. If told him to go to the dining room for a meal, he'd go and eat. But if nobody told him, he just kept pacing, never indicating hunger. If offered a cigarette, he'd smoke it in an oddly formal way, almost delicately, if that makes sense. But he never seemed to crave smoking. The man wanted nothing. If I talked to him, he appeared to listen, periodically throwing his head back in that laughter-mimicking way of his.

    There was nothing to do for this man. Various medications were tried, but they did not affect him either positively or negatively. Occupational therapy did nothing, because Marion would just grin and unless told to stay put, he'd get up and start pacing again.

    On my last day at that job, on my way to something better, the last thing I saw was Marion, pacing in the parking lot, throwing his head back to "laugh." Later, I wondered if all along I'd been dealing with a ghost. All these years later, I still don't know.

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