This is a totally true story trust me I lived it! Anyways here goes...
One night me and my friends were cruzin' downtown in my 91 Buick (total piece of crap) which is a big old' boat of a car so it is very VERY hard to push when all of a sudden the car started to shake very violently then stalled. I tried to crank the key not once but three or four times and the engine was dead silent (it wouldn't even turn over when I cranked the key).
It was only about 9:00 or 9:30 PM when this happened. None of us had a cell phone so we were obviously going to have to walk for help. We got out of the car, turned on the hazard lights and pushed it to the curb and we started walking in search of a phone. It was kind of a rainy night which made it like 10 times worse - lol.
We walked down a couple blocks and the only place in sight that could maybe possibly let us use their phone was a funeral home and by that point it was pouring rain so we really had no other option.
All four of us jogged up to the doors of the funeral home, shook what water we could off of ourselves and walked in the doors (thank God it was open). A blonde woman in her 40's was sitting at the front desk. As soon as we walked in she asked, "May I help you?" We told her our car died about two blocks away and this was the only place within walking distance to use a phone.
She sat and stared at us for a few seconds and finally said, "I can let you use the phone in the break room if you want to do that", then she took my friend Andy into the break room to use the phone
While he was gone the rest of us were waiting in the lobby trying to get warm. I was checking out all the pictures and stuff on the walls when I noticed the viewing rooms. I started to walk towards what I'm pretty sure was the chapel (it looked like a church), but stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a tall kind of husky man with a little white hair on his head standing at the very front of the room.
He was dressed in a suit that almost looked vintage, like from the '70s or something. His eyes had heavy dark bags under them. I thought maybe he was a worker or something so I didn't really think much of it. I started to inch closer to the front of the room. He didn't move, he didn't even move his eyes. The closer I got the paler he looked. It almost looked like he was transparent. All of a sudden I got a very uneasy feeling and froze in the middle of the aisle. I had goose bumps on my arms now but I couldn't move.
I finally got the balls to move closer. He still didn't move, not a muscle. I stopped again. Just then I heard my friend say my name. I spun around as fast as I could because he scared me. She told me a tow truck was on its way and so was her mom. I nodded my head and turned to look at the man again only to find he had disappeared. In the two seconds I had my back turned he disappeared.
I walked up to the woman at the front desk and asked if there was a way to get out of the chapel in the front and she looked at me very puzzled and said, "No, the only way out is the doors you just came out of," then she asked me, "why?"
I said, "The guy working here just scared the crap out of me."
She looked at me puzzled again and said, "Honey I'm the only one still here."
I couldn't believe it! I quickly thanked her and practically ran out of there. My friends asked what was wrong. I told them what had happened and they said they felt really uneasy just waiting in the lobby. We were all really truly freaked out by this I will never set foot in that place again!
This is totally true, no bull, see South Dakota has ghosts too!