Author Archives: Britt Nelson

The Haunted Mansion

One can only imagine the things that a building security guard sees after hours when all the residents have gone to bed. With this in mind, I decided to ask my friend who works at University Gateway if there were any ghost stories he had come across in his time working there. He informed me that while there weren’t any he had from Gateway, he also works at the Alexandria Hotel in Downtown Los Angeles which is considered a haunted hotel by many. He had this to say:

“I had heard stories about the building, about the daughter of the guy who built the building. Her name was Alexandria and she was on the seventh floor playing with her orange ball, when it fell down the elevator shaft. She went after it and fell in and died. On December 28th, I was driving into work, I pulled up and went down the car lift to the second floor basement to park my car. I drove in and parked, I started walking to the car lift when I heard a little girl laughing. I stopped and looked around, but ignored it. I continued walking to the elevator and got in and when I was half way up, an orange ball rolled in and bounced into the second floor parking. I freaked out because that whole month there were different things happening with the building: from people jumping out the seventh floor and killing themselves to us security finding dead bodies in the rooms. When I got to the security desk I told my supervisor about it. He laughed and I asked him to check the footage out. We rewound the footage and the orange ball came out of the stairs where there’s a heavy metal door you have to push to get out of the second floor garage. Then it started rolling slowly and stopped in front of the car lift waiting for me to come up. People were walking straight into the ball and no one would notice it. When I came up, it looked like the ball was rolled back and pushed into the car lift. When my supervisor saw the footage, he flipped out and clocked out right away. Residents in the building have pictures and stories too. I’ve witnessed more things during my time there. Every resident I have gotten close to has passed away there and I can still feel their presence there. If you want a tour, I can give you one and you may witness some out of the ordinary things in the building.”

Already knowing the illustrious ghostly history of the Alexandria Hotel, I was immediately intrigued by this story and acknowledged that the forthcoming story could very well be true. The security guard admittedly believes in ghosts so I had to scrutinize every detail of the story for some semblance of bias, yet could find none.
The fact that the guard’s claims were supported with video evidence is compelling enough for me to believe his tale although I have not seen the footage personally. I look forward to the opportunity to take him up on his offer and explore the haunted mansion for myself.

Caspers of the Canyon

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There is this girl that I’ve been talking to that attends Pepperdine University.  I figured, what the hell, what better way to flirt with her than to ask her if she has any ghost stories she’d be willing to share (a.k.a. help me with my homework).  I was not expecting much, but upon my asking, she jumped all over it like I had just asked her to be my girlfriend (see: no way).  Her tale is as follows…


“Ummm…my speech teacher tells a story of ghosts that haunt the canyon (Malibu).   So he said that there was this guy who would like hide in the bushes on the side of the road.   He would run out to the side of the road at night when a car drove past, covered in blood.  He would try to like convince and trick people into helping him.  When people would pull over to help the guy, they would realize that he was covered in red paint instead of blood.  After he lured them out of their cars, he would bring them to like a secret hiding spot behind the bushes that he popped out from and rape the people that pulled over to help.  It didn’t matter to him if it was a woman, a guy, or even little kids-he would rape them all.  After he raped them, he would slit their throats and toss them over the side of the canyon and take their cars and drive away.  My speech teacher says that when you drive by the same turn at exactly midnight, you can feel the ghosts of all the people he killed trying to push and pull your car off the canyon to join them.”

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Lauren told me that they were having a roundtable discussion in her speech class regarding ghost stories and how to properly verbalize them.   Her professor gave this example and at the conclusion, proclaimed to believe the story is true as it was told to him by his adult son, who claimed to have seen and felt the ghosts’ presence himself.  Lauren was a little bit more wary of the ghost story as she does not necessarily believe whole-heartedly in the existence of ghosts.  Instead, she hypothesizes that the force supposedly exerted by the ghosts on the vehicles can easily be explained by wind which is constantly swirling and changing throughout the canyon.

Personally, I am not inclined to believe the ghost aspect of this story as Lauren and I share a similar theory of what was actually happening to these cars.  However, an interesting aspect of the story is the fact that the time which these events are said to occur are during a very liminal time, midnight.  This leads me to believe the tales could possibly be true, as I do believe the scheme the deranged man was pulling could have happened.  However, my initial inclination is that there are no ghosts that haunt the Canyon as I’m sure there would have been many news stories covering the disappearances of that amount of people, which there was not.