Shaun and I met in
a little town called Rexburg, Idaho
while attending BYU-Idaho.
We fell in love, got married and moved into
a crappy little apartment on East Main street.
Our rent was 350/month for a 2 bed room apartment in 2007...
our kitchen was carpeted with yellow and
orange psychedelic floral pattern carpet
from the '60s.
We never walked around around barefoot for fear of
catching a disease.
So when a better apartment just a little west on
Main street became available, we moved!
The apartment we moved into was built in 1906.
In 1906 it was a Hotel.
It was an awesome little home, with interior brick walls
and wood floors!
See the current day picture below, the apartment was
the second level of the building just left of the green front building
labeled "Mans Image".
There were 2 apartments on the 2nd story of that building.
There was one that had the front, with those 3 arched windows facing
Main Street. And one that had the back of the building that faced the roof patio.
Ours was the one in the back.
We walked up a 2 story stairwell right off Main street
to get to our apartment.
See the Door to the right of the store window that
is covered with white paper...that was the door to that stairwell.
I took a ton of pics of that apartment before we moved out in 2010,
and have never been able to find them on the computer (Weird).
The stairs to our apartment were painted black and when you got to
the top of them, there were the 2 apartments down
the hallway to the left, and there was
a condemned door to your right.
That condemned doorway was locked, and it was a walkway
into the building with the Green Front called "Mans Image".
This is where things got weird....
Story has it that a man staying in
the Hotel back in the early 1900's hanged himself
in one of the rooms.
And anytime you would walk up those
huge black stairs at night, it sounded like someone was 2 steps behind you.
In the second room of our apartment, there was a tiny 2 foot doorway that lead towards that
green front building, but we never dared crawl inside.
We rarely used the room that had that tiny door and I hated having to go in the room
to get something while Shaun was gone.
One weekend, I had some friends come to town and they stayed in that room,
and when I got up during the night, I noticed that some of
their stuff had been thrown all over the living room....
as if someone was mad they were in that room.
They had a hard time keeping any businesses open
in that down stair commercial suite.
(the one that has the windows covered in the pic).
In 2010, the owner of the green front building tried to sell the building,
and I happened to be coming home from work, when the potential buyers opened
that scary locked hallway into the old condemned building....
The buyers wearily stepped inside, as I looked in from a distance.
The hallway was dark, all windows were boarded up,
it smelled like death, and the wood floors were covered in 2 inches of dust.
I could not see into any of the rooms, and I did not want to.
Because I knew a spirit lived there, and he did not want anyone
taking over his space.
To this day, nobody has bought that Old Building....
This is a pic of what our apartment building looked like around 1910.
Our building was the one in the middle,
just left of the "BlueBell Candies".