when I was in my 20's and working in a factory ( sewing books)
I was on 2nd shift. When it got dark, they only had half of our floor lit, the back half was dark. That's the way to the bathroom, anyway everything was fine, then one night, as I was coming back from the bathroom, in the dark area, I felt someone watching me, following me, I b-lined it for my sewing machine, my friend Caroline an older woman, asked what was wrong, I said nothing, and went back to work. The next night same thing, this went on for a few days.
Then this one night, when I went to the bathroom, again I felt someone watching me, I turned around and saw an older man standing there smiling at me, he was wearing what looked like a green work uniform. I didn't recognize him. At this point I was afraid to go to the bathroom by myself. weeks went by, still feeling someone watching me. this was always on my mind, and friends thought I was loosing it. I talked to my mom about it, and she had me look through old family photo albums.. she told me to let her know if i see this man...well I did, he was my great grand father. she said don't be afraid, he is watching over you. I wasn't afraid any longer. |