QUOTE (Bella-Angelique @ Mar 21 2008, 04:56 PM)

My uncle was in charge of this place, and a lot of others as well. I was only there once on a quick run by with my older cousin who did some work there. They opened a big vault like door to let us into a hallway where a man immediately came running at us to attack us. Right behind him were a group of white coats that tackled him. Since I was a kid this made quite an impression on me and since then I have always associated insane asylums with violence and horror, and this one in particular.
Oh Wow that would scare me too., When I was right out of college, I majored in Social Work, I took a job with a company where it was my job to evaluate The disabled individuals living in state run hospitals and see if they were good candidates to live in an ISL, (individual supported living). House. The goal was to get rid of these hospitals and help support these individuals in a home setting, to help them maintain an active an productive life.
The sad part is most of these people were severally mentally disabled and their families would put them in these hospitals and just leave them because they did not want to "deal" with them.
It was very heart breaking to walk into these hospitals or asylums; I could just feel the dread as soon as I walked into the building. It was absolutely brutal the way they were treated; this was in 1999-2000 believe it or not. Lots of regulations are set up on the treatment of patients, but it did not stop the staff from being cruel.
So anyway there was a man who was about my age who was going to have to get all his teeth pulled out because he would attack and bite people. They sent me in to evaluate him and he kept saying "tell that man to stop looking at me" He would look in the corner and just scream at the "man" in the corner.
I would spend hours in the rooms with the patients, and the ones that could talk would sometimes say things like that. I was scared sometimes because who knows maybe they show themselves to people who are mentally disabled because they know most people won’t believe them.
I never saw anything I would call tangible, but I would sometimes feel like people were walking past me in halls, when I was alone you would feel a gush of wind like a person who is running past you. Doors would sometimes close or open on its own, but I just chalked it up as an old building. Some of the hospital staff would refuse to go into certain areas of the hospital alone. I heard lots of stories but I was just hoping they were trying to scare me, because I was the one taking “their people” out of the hospitals and they wanted to freak me out.
I have always been interested in the old closed down buildings, so much hurt and suffering went on with the mentally disabled, It would not surprise me that some didn’t stay behind after passing on.