In 1976, a gunman opened fire on the campus library killing seven people; then, between 1977 and 1982, multiple suicide jumpers off of the Humanities Building prompted the school to make a surrounding to ensure no other people would kill themselves. Some of the bathrooms experience sensor activated paper towel dispensers going crazy by themselves, faucets turning on, lights flickering, and cabinets opening and closing by themselves.
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- Address:
- 800 N State College Blvd
Fullerton, CA
United States
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- 33.8779137, -117.89007520000001
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- Orange County, California
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I go to school here and while I’ve never seen anything supernatural, there have definitely been some times when I’ve gotten chills or random anxious feelings while in the McCarthy building as well as the Humanities building.
I know someone who has worked for nearly 30 years at the site where one of the victims died. She has never experienced anything or heard about anyone who has.
I went to school at CSUF between 1983 and 1987. During that time, there were at least two more people who jumped from the Humanities building, one of whom jumped right before one of my morning classes in the Humanities building. The barrier on the top of the building wasn’t installed until 1985. I also worked in the library on campus and would routinely feel uneasy on some of the less populated floors.
Humanities building is eight stories high; originally all eight stories had open balconies in front. Before they closed off the balconies, the frats painted a big target on the pavement in front of the building.
In 1982-83, one friend who went to CSUF said there was grafitti on one of the top-floor balconies:
“Go ahead and jump but count on an afterlife”
I was there too!
I lived in the residence suites in 1994. The faucet in the bathroom would turn on full blast by itself. By the time anyone would hear or notice was when water was flowing out from under the door. This happened on more than on e occasion. I could not wait to move out of that place .
Almost every Saturday night from 1976 to 1980, I played D&D at the CSUF gaming club (fourth floor Langsdorf Hall). These were the stories other gamers told about the place — or what I remember of them after 40 years:
1) I heard NO stories about the library being haunted. The mass shooting was still recent history, but no ghost stories had attached themselves as of 1976-80.
2) From the air, the parking lots of CSUF and neighboring law school across State College were said to form the pattern of a pentagram. Said pentagram would have been pretty lopsided and stretched N-S. This pentagram pattern probably no longer exists; subsequent construction on-campus would have destroyed it.
3) One gamer worked at a convenience store a couple blocks from CSUF. (I think this might have been the guy who claimed he grew up in a haunted house.) He related how once late at night the door to the store opened and closed by itself, followed by a couple of the light bulbs popping “as though someone was crushing them”, followed by the door opening and closing again. This phenomenon was never repeated.
4) My regular Dungeonmaster lived in the University Village complex just north of CSUF (across Yorba Linda Blvd); at the time CSUF had no on-campus dorms. At this time (before they put in the Arboretum) there was a scrawny remnant of an orange grove on-campus a little north of the gym. He said he would always detour around it on the way back to his apartment because it looked and “felt” really spooky at night.
5) One of the guys he shared the University Village apartment with told me (after I asked about weird goings-on) that once he awoke to find a glowing figure in 16th-17th Century garb in his room and had some sort of conversation with the apparition. He thought this was probably a dream.
6) Then he related coming out of his room once late at night and watching my Dungeonmaster in the living room “making odd hand gestures” while something small, misty, and shining moved around the ceiling. When I asked my DM about this, he said something cryptic about “psychic exercises” and “you don’t know half the Weird Sh*t that goes on around here.”
And now for my own Weird Sh*t Experience at CSUF:
The Fullerton Freakout, sometime in 1980.
We’d finished a Saturday Night gaming session (probably Runequest at this time-period) and had decamped to my DM’s apartment in University Village for an after-game session. At some point during the night, I started getting a “behinder” effect — the feeling that something unseen was watching me, and it was always hiding behind me. Simultaneously with this, I started getting a faint ringing in my ears (which I later found out was called “a psychic bell” effect). This started getting me uneasy.
I tried to localize and get a direction on whatever was doing this, and got the impression of a little East of due North. (For what it’s worth, later tracing that direction on a map led through Brea Canyon, Cal Poly Pomona, Cajon Pass, and eventually Death Valley.) At that point, I “raised shields” with a prayer of protection and…
I got hit with a Fear Spell. That’s the only way I can describe it — the worst Panic Attack I have ever experience, clicking on like a light switch. And I freaked out — I remember my DM making some cryptic comments (but not the words) and managing to drive home (which at the time was Monrovia) some hours later. The panic attack was still at full strength.
Over the next couple days, the panic attack/fear spell gradually wore off. Either Sunday or Monday (when it was just starting to ease off), I called my old college roomie and told him what happened. He got a prayer chain together at his church, and came over with another of the Cal Poly Gang for a prayer session at my place.
A few weeks later, I visited my DM at CSUF and nosed around as to what happened. I ended up collecting some secondhand stories about a LOT of “Weird Sh*t” paranormal activity (including 5 & 6 above) and how it all just shut off abruptly a day or two after I had my freakout (around the time of that prayer session). One of the gamers who lived just south of the campus (source of #3 above) also went into the ER around the same time for a life-threatening staph infection (he survived).
That was The Fullerton Freakout; I have never experienced anything like that before or since. Around 15 years later I was able to use the experience for something — I fictionalized the situation into a scenario for the FRP game Bureau 13: Stalking the Night Fantastic (contemporary supernatural genre, literally “Government-sanctioned Ghostbusters/CIA of the Supernatural”), but the scenario pack project fell through.
I work in the basement of McCarthy Hall. The elevator on the south side will open by itself as if something is inviting you in. An old staff member told me the building was haunted by a professor from the late ‘70s/early ‘80s. Math professors’ offices are in the basement, a while back a student went to their professor’s office and shot and killed him.
Another story about McCarthy Hall: in recent years, there was a professor working by herself in the building late at night decided to take the elevator to the main floor to leave. The elevator stopped moving and all she could hear were loud screams. After a few minutes, the elevator started moving again and she booked it!
I was in a random bathroom near the performing arts center, around 7pm just trying to change from my day clothes to something nicer to go to a play. I was the only one in there and the toilet in the handicap stall flushed. I looked in to see no one there and what was weird is that the toilets in that bathroom didnt have a motion sensor….. kinda creepy.
U worked at csuf in administration. I worked in several buildings on campus. Langsdorf hall had the most paranormal activity to me. However, nothing could compare to the UA office on Nutwood street. The building was/is evil.chilliing breezes of someone brushing against you, items moved locked office doors, the bar next door burning down, be young people dying, strange illnesses, personalities of co-workers changing uncharacteristically for the worst. This building is evil and turns even the kindest person into an unrecognizable person. Believe this or not makes no matter to me. I experieced it, lived it and have never been the same since. I wish I never stepped foot in any of the csuf buildings.