Reddit reviews Ghost Stories of Charlotte and Mecklenburg County: Remnants of the Past in a New South

Book suggestion: Ghost Stories of Charlotte and Mecklenburg County

It can be purchased locally at most museums' or historic sites' gift shops. The depth of the stories are a bit lacking, but it's a great overview of the popular stories and locations in the Charlotte area.

As for myself, I've been interested in the paranormal since childhood. I researched everything under the sun from Bigfoot to extra dimensional beings. I would not say I am true believer, but yet not a skeptic either. I've had several weird experiences, and one that I consider unexplainable.


So here is my story. The year is 2005, and the place is downtown Asheboro, NC. There is an old building there, I believe it was a Sears department store many, many years ago. The top floor was the old office and storage section. Basically it was a long hallway with rooms to the left and right as you walk down. Each of the rooms were being subleased to artists. A friend of mine was renting the room at the very end to use for band rehearsal.

So one night my friend and I are chatting after a jam. I am sitting on a couch, he in a recliner. Directly to my right, about 3 feet away, is an end table filled various objects: a strobe light, beer bottles, ash trays, etc. We are discussing how creepy the place is. He tells me a few accounts that his band mates have experienced: hearing children's' voices in an adjacent empty room and seeing a black silhouette of a man in a hat and trench coat. When suddenly the strobe light flys off the end table and slams against the wall. The flight path was direct and straight. All the empty beer bottles right beside it were motionless.

My initial reaction was disbelief. Kind of a herp derp feeling. Realization took over and disbelief was soon replaced with sheer terror. I looked at my friend, saw he was terrified too. We both nodded and simultaneously bolted for the door. I've never ran so fast in my life, and didn't stop until I was outside. That's pretty much the end. I still feel like a chump for getting that scared, but the feeling in the room was electrifying. If was as if the entire room was screaming "GET OUT!". Something instinctual takes over.

Anyway, we got outside, smoked a cigarette to calm down, and discussed what we both just experienced. We both saw the exact same thing happen, and we both were completely sober. There was no one else in the room. Neither one of use were in arms reach of the end table. The flight path and velocity rules out any kind of nature motion, like a tremor. The room was windowless and there was no wind.

I have not been able to explain it. Any ideas or thoughts?

TLDR: I saw an object fly off a table by itself