Call me crazy, or tell me your similar stories....


So I booked this awesome hotel in Chelsea area of NYC for Monday for a shoot.
This hotel was a dream, A dream in the sense that it was under $180 including tax, a night, in an awesome location, spacious, clean and contemporary, had an elevator, quiet, robes, safe, iron, new coffee maker, nice cd and alarm clock, decent flat screen tv. let me check in at 1:30. and that no one really knew it was a hotel, It has only been a hotel for 2 years. It use to be a Dormitory, it;s also connected to a Episcopalian Seminary.

My shoot starts at 3:00 PM we have some electrical issued half way through, which we later chalk up to a sync cord issue, it's always the sync cord! The photographer say's this place is prob haunted jokingly, I say " don't play! i spook easy and have to stay here.

All that behind us, it ends at 12am, i venture out for bad pizza, pick up some snacks climb in bed, say goodnight to Ant on the phone, and watch a lil tv till i get sleepy, around 2ish.

BTW i have traveled a ton on my own and stayed in a variety of hotels and motels by myself since this modeling thing, like at least 5 years straight.
I felt very safe in this hotel. I liked it so much, after i checked in i went out to find a cafe and told the front desk that I planned to keep this place a secret.

I can't tell you exactly what the order of events were, just a rough memory of them.
the bed was soft and pillowy with goose down, there was a heat issue, either too hot or too cool, mostly to hot.
I woke up at 5ish, it was still dark, at some point i opened the curtains to just the sheers to let some street light in.
at some point during the shoot, we had moved the foot stool away from the foot of the bed, and i noticed that the frame around it was wooden, i had even rested my shoes on it earlier.

I live in a loft, and i am use to vibrations from the ceiling, floors, the joices, and walls, if someone walks across where a beam hits it will shake my couch.

ok back to 5am ish.. i felt something bump into the bed... twice! it was not a vibration, the only other thing it could have been was a earthquake, which it was not. that would mean other things in the room would have shook too. it was like someone walked by the bed and bumped into the frame.
Ok now i'm up, and the light is on. I then felt a light weight on the top of my foot that was under the covers, the touch was on top of the covers.
This part i don't mind dismissing as my eyes playing tricks on me or manifested by fear and adrenaline.
as i stared at a desk chair that was beige in color, i could see or what it seemed to be a coffee colored brownish stain that was moving or had some motion. I climbed out of bed opened the window, and walked to the bathroom, with my sweaty palms. I didn't feel any presence in the room, It was hot, not cold, i didn't feel threatened, just freaked out. i peed with the door open, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and started packing my makeup that was on the bathroom floor, all of a sudden with out even making the decision in my head, i stared packing my stuff, then i got dressed, and found myself leaving, it was 6AM! i had a shoot with Steve Prue at 2 in Brooklyn, i was gonna sleep in till 12!
I went to the front desk, and they asked how my stay was and i said SHORT. I kinda told the guy i had a weird paranormal experience, he offered me a new room, but there was no way i was going to be able to sleep after that, I cancelled with Steve, got some coffee and headed back to philly to my own bed.
, 80% of the people i tell think I'm crazy, the rest have their own stories to tell.