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The Shooks Run Ghost of Colorado Springs

Updated on March 21, 2018

Shooks Run


A Morning Like No Other

It was a morning like any other morning. Almost six o'clock and I was running late. However, there was one tiny difference. This time I could not be late!

I had been forewarned. Not wanting to lose my job, I hustled out the front door, jumped into my car, and gunned the pedal. I wasn't too worried about heavy traffic being that it was Sunday morning, and most folks were still in bed, lazy or hungover. So there I went, taking my shortcut as usual.

I took the winding route through an older part of town, alongside the beautiful Evergreen Cemetery which sits atop a hill overlooking the downtown area. Looming in the background are the white-capped sentinel, the never-ending presence of Pike's Peak. I never get tired of this incredible view, especially when the road leads on a long downturn, and slowly, you descend into the old part of town of Shooks Run. When you get to the bottom of the hill, you come to a dip, and you must come to a stop because of the old railroad tracks at the corner of south Wasatch street.

Evergreen Cemetery


A Curious Sight

Why am I telling you this?

This is the part where I want to smile.

Little did I know, as I looked both ways before crossing the railroad tracks that I might soon approach a curious sight. Near a clearing opened up in the trees, and a few feet away from the tracks, sat on a stool, an African American woman.

In the back of my mind, I knew I am running late, but even still I slowed down if not for a few seconds because my consciousness told me there was something wrong.

Pure Desperation


The tragedy of it is that nobody sees the look of desperation on my face. Thousands and thousands of us, and we're passing one another without a look of recognition. ~ Henry Miller

The Haunting

I remember her face the most.

She had a high forehead, long neck, and a very noble face. Perhaps at one time, she had been beautiful to look upon, but her light-skinned complexion seemed sallow, and eyes sunken with helplessness. I immediately noticed the way she held herself, hunched over as if in pain, rocking herself as she grasped a shawl around her shoulders. I also noticed the weird way in which she looked right past me as I slowed my car, not seeming to care.

Something that I was feeling made me want to stop.

Was she homeless? Did someone beat her up? Was she sick? I wanted to help this woman, but the last thing I needed was to lose my job. There was a mortgage and car loan to pay off. I remember telling myself I will come back and try to help this woman after I get off work.

Sad and Lost


The Reflection

Luckily, I had made it to work just in the nick of time.

As I sat there in my peaceful Sunday morning mode with nothing to do but wait for the phone to ring, my mind kept going back to that poor woman. It bothered me, the way she looked the sorrow in her eyes, and the painful emotion on her face as she wept.

Something else bothered me ...

Why was she wearing a shawl, and a white turban on her head? Then again, why was she wearing a woolen skirt, long below bent knee.

Perhaps she was so poor that this was all she could afford.

Slowly, my mind replayed the event. Over and over, until; finally, my heart skipped a beat, and I felt like catching my breath. In my worrisome, and erratic rush to get to work, had I overlooked the obvious?

Suddenly, everything came together at once. The old-fashioned clothing, the emaciated face, and greyish look of death, and those soulless eyes, sad and lost.

I never saw that woman sitting on the edge of the railroad tracks again.

The Confirmation

A few years later, a co-worker and I were in a discussion about the history of Colorado Springs, and its spiritual essence. Colorado Springs, and the surrounding towns of Manitou Springs and Old Colorado City are known to be extremely spiritually active. There is a ghost story in just about every old house, and recently, a mecca for Ghosthunter reality shows.

Many people I know claim to have known someone who had a story, or have experienced something themselves. Being that my co-worker was African American, born and raised as a native to the city, I figured she might know about the city's cultural history, and so, I told her my story about coming across the woman sitting on the stool on the railroad tracks at the bottom of Shooks Run.

I remember her reply ...

"You saw her?"

I repeated my story again, when I was finished she shook her head, and confirmed what I had been wanting to hear. Shocked that she knew the story, I wanted to know more about this spirit's story because of course I felt personally connected.

The full-bodied apparition of an African American woman has been seen sitting on a stool for many a witness over the years. Always in the same position, and crying despondently. As the story goes, she was once an emancipated slave who moved to Colorado Springs during the old days. At one time, there were shanty houses aligned next to the railroad tracks, and this woman was slowly dying of consumption, and so she spent her last days, sitting on a stool in front of her shack, staring off at the mountain range until the day that she died. Little did I know this story has been carried down in the African American community for many years. Whenever I pass along along old Wasatch street, I still look out for her.

Map of Shooks Run in Colorado Springs

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S Weber St, Colorado Springs, CO, USA
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Haunting of Shooks Run Ghost - corner of East Fountain Blvd & South Wasatch as you turn right alongside old railraod tracks a few hundred yards

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    • BeccaDawn profile image

      Soul Journee 3 weeks ago from Out of Time

      Thank You, Lucy for sharing your personal experiences. I always like to hear others, which in some way the experiences are somewhat similar to some degree. You're so right, it does make one question our existence in the afterlife and what happens, where we go and the questions why. Thanks so much!

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      Lucy Loo 3 weeks ago from Southern United States

      Love, love, love this story. Thank you for telling it! It was not meant for you to stop...if it was, you would have. It was meant for you to see :)

      I saw an apparition when I was 5 or 6 years old. I awakened to a man standing beside my bed looking down at me. He had no features, he was opaque and a white, light mist but the outline of a man. It scared me very badly. Of course, my parents didn't believe me, they said it was a bad dream. When have you ever awakened from a bad dream and seen a man? Never! It doesn't matter if you were a child or an adult. You KNOW what you saw!

      I've had friends who have seen full-bodied apparitions. One saw a man walking around a bed. He was a little opaque but very clear what he was. She said she was with a few friends and they all saw him.

      The other friend ran a bakery in an old house. She was there early in the morning during the holidays. She said she all at once started crying because she was so busy and tired and she felt overwhelmed. All at once, a little lady with a bun on her head and a shawl, came from behind her, walked across the room and turned to look at her and smile...and then VANISHED! She said she felt like the "ghost" was sympathizing with her and trying to lift her spirits. She felt it was the previous owner of the home.

      I don't know what it is we're seeing. It concerns me a bit because I don't want to think that I die and have to haunt a spot. Nor do I want to scare people! I do feel my mother visited me after she died but it was through dreams.

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      Soul Journee 4 weeks ago from Out of Time

      Thank You, Nicole. She was indeed something to behold. I replay her face and figure in my mind and I'm still quite amazed by the experience. Had I not been in a rush, I'm sure I would have stopped to inquire if she needed help and often wonder what would have happened then. Yes, we do have quite a bit in common :) Cheers

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      Nicole Canfield 4 weeks ago from the Ether

      WOW WOW WOW. I've never seen a full-bodied apparition before, and so this experience just floored me! I have however caught spirits on camera. Wow. Thanks again for sharing these with the world. You'll be hearing a lot more from me...we have lots in common.