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Yakima Train Depot
01/2010
My mother told me this story. Years ago, approx 2010 or so... The train depot in Yakima has always had this rumor that it was used as a crematorium or something in the basement... Today, this train station has been converted into a coffee shop on one half, and two other restaurants, but at the time this story takes place, it was one large restaurant called The Depot. My mother and her friends worked there at the time, and were no strangers to odd things happening in the main dining room, noises of footsteps and voices upstairs and in the basement, odd things here and there. My mother was a bit of a skeptic. Her friend and co-worker had an experience one night where she had went to the bathroom, and as she was in one stall, she heard the bathroom door open, the stall next to her open and close, but when she looked, there was nobody in the stall. It scared her enough to where she refused to use the bathroom on her own while at work. One night, some paranormal investigators had visited the restaurant, on a night where my mother was working. She said that while the investigators were there, she told them she "didn't really believe in this sort of stuff." Just as she ended that sentence, her phone rang, and it was a call from my father. She answered, and nothing was on the line, just silence. She redialed him, and when he had answers, my father said "I never called you, I was asleep the whole time". Apparently my dad had been asleep, and never called her in the first place. Along with that, there were more instances of people saying they had creepy experience inside the train station as well. Apparently, during the first or second world war, a woman had been at the train station waiting for her husband to return, only for her to be told he died in combat. After hearing the news, she threw herself onto the tracks and in front of the train. Now I don't know if that story is true, but I do know that the train station has something weird and paranormal going on inside of it.
Submitted by:
Kenny