Meter Readings
A trip to the local Mexican bar and grill with friends and office staff does not always end up as expected, especially with this group in Louisiana.
The staff and I go to our local Mexican bar and grill for food, drinks and fun one night. The conversation went from theme to theme, but always went back to the Emilia house. Two weeks prior, one of the ladies swears she was touched on the shoulder while cleaning the floor in the front room. After a few rounds of spirits, someone had the great idea to go “ghosting hunting” in the old house. Lauren’s brother is a ghost hunter in New Orleans. She had all of his equipment with her from there visit this past weekend. So, with keys in hand, we split up into three cars, heading to the old house.
We are the first to arrive at the Emilia house. The night was bright, a full moon shown down through the trees. An old lady was walking her dog on the side walk in front. We park in the parking lot of the church and hurry down the back of the house to wait for the others. Laughing and waiting we decide to hide and scare the others when they get here. Finding a good place, we hide like school kids. Being quite, Oh no, an old priest walks by. We don’t want to scare him. We wait, finishing off our last beer. Finely the second car arrives. We jump out scaring them, laughing and such. The others arrive shortly, asking “what are y’all doing”.
We enter quietly through the back door into the kitchen. Keeping the lights off, we check the entire room with the meter. Nothing, we enter the first room, check the entire room. Nothing, we enter the office, nothing, we check the corridor, nothing. We now enter the room where our friend was touched on the shoulder. Checking the entire room, we find nothing. Oh well, one last room to check, we start to go in when the meter drops to 62 degrees and the electrical charge jumps off the chart. We check the entire room; it is only in one spot of the room. A little nervous we leave that room and sit quietly in the large room. One person goes back into the room to check it out again. The meter reads the same at the same spot. We exit and wait, a toy starts playing music in the small room. Now we are all spooked! Two people go back into that room to check the meter. No reading anywhere in there. Walking back to the group, the meter goes crazy. 62 degrees, electrical charge off of the chart right beside the group. Spooked we all ran back to the back room. Gathering back together, we check the room. All clear was called after a quick check. We wait, sitting in the middle of the room on a desk. After a few minutes, we start talking about what just happened. Suddenly while holding the meter, the meter goes crazy! The meter reads 62 degrees, electrical charge jumping everywhere! We all jump! Two ladies praying the rosary in Spanish as we all run out of the house.
We all went back to our cars and left. The next day we all talked about the experience, thinking, what did we just do? Did anyone see the lady in white standing in front of the house with the dog, was asked, she was looking at us. Several people saw her before they arrived and several people saw her when we left. We all realized that she was standing in the same place before and after our experience. This is strange because we were in the house over an hour. Everyone that saw her said she was watching them. Could this have been our ghost?