A Certified Nursing Assistant’s creepy experience

About 4 years ago, I started working my first job as a certified nursing assistant at a nursing home in my small town of Rocky Mount, Virginia. I was very excited to start, especially since I loved taking care of people and because I was finally going to be making my own money. I usually worked 3pm-11pm, but on this night in particular, one other aide and I had to stay until 12:30 am because coincidently the two aides coming in behind us were going to be late, so she and I weren’t in a hurry to get our things done for the night.

A lot of spooky things would happen at night (I know because I used to get mandated a lot to work 11pm-7am due to being short staffed) like seeing shadows, call lights going off in rooms that were unoccupied or in rooms where someone just passed away in, and sometimes I could swear I’d hear whispering. On this night though, something terrifying happened to me that wasn’t paranormal.

On my first day of orientation, which was about 3 months prior to this happening, an aide warned me to never go outside in the back alone to dump the trash. Unfortunately, one of our duties as 2nd and 3rd shifts CNA’s was to take out the trash because there were no housekeeping workers during those shifts. She told me that I should take someone with me because there was a man lurking around the dumpsters at night who tried to snatch girls. Every time it’d get reported and the cops were called, the man was already long gone.

I didn’t really take her seriously, to be honest, because I just thought she was trying to fuck with me and scare me because I honestly didn’t think that something like that would happen in my town. On this night in question, it was about 12:20, almost time for me to go home, and I volunteered to take out the trash so I can sneak a call to my boyfriend while I was out there. By this point, I had completely forgot what the aide had told me 3 months prior. I had my two barrels of trash with me and walked outside to the back parking lot to the dumpsters. I remember walking out into pitch black because the light, that wasn’t normally that bright anyways, that normally shined on the dumpsters was out.

I was annoyed because the light had been out for over a week and the repair man still hadn’t fixed it.

I turned on the flashlight on my phone and made my way to the dumpsters. I was emptying my second barrell when I heard some footsteps. I just thought that it was another aide from a different wing bringing out there trash or coming out for a smoke break, no big deal, so I finished what I was doing. When I turned around to start walking back towards the building, the light from my phone landed on a man standing a few feet away from me. He looked to be about average height and was skinny and had long, shaggy hair.

He was just standing there, staring at me with his hands in his pockets. I was so startled that I couldn’t even talk. I wanted to ask him what he wanted, but I just couldn’t find the words. I was frozen in fear, and then I remembered what my coworker had told me 3 months ago. He slowly started walking towards me, hands still in his pockets, with an eerie smile on his face, but he didn’t say anything.

I thought to myself that I needed to get the hell out of there, so I pushed my trash barrels into him, which temporarily stopped him, and started running faster than I ever have in my life towards the building. I remember looking back as I was about to turn the corner of the building that led to the back door and seeing the outline of the man just standing there. I swear I could hear him laughing. I made my way back into the building out of breath, trembling. I went back to my unit and told my coworkers what had just happened. They called the cops, and once again, they couldn’t find him.

After this incident, they finally decided to install cameras out there and a better light. The man was seen maybe 2 or 3 after, but eventually he just stopped. I still wonder what he wanted.

Was he trying to kidnap me like that girl warned me about or was he just trying to scare me? Was he trying to rape me or even worse? Apart of me wants to know, and the other doesn’t. All I know is that I never went out there by myself ever again.

The wisper at the nursing home

Hello, my name is Nathan I recently worked in a Nursing home. I was not a nurse but a dietary aide. Which ment I worked in the kitchen, I did what the cook did not do. The shifts I had were from 6 am to 8 pm. Sometimes I worked overtime either because the residents were slow at eating or because we had a new person. We had food trucks that held atleast 24 trays of food for the respective units. Things always seemed a little strange. So it was 5 pm. Bringing up the first food truck. I’m waiting for the elevator and behind me in the unused at the time, dining hall a wisper. I didn’t think much about it at the time thinking it was the building making noise. So I bring the food truck to the second floor, and come back down to prepare and deliver the next one. It felt colder when I got into the first floor. It was quiet.

The next day I am working another 6 am to 8 pm. So again at dinner time waiting for the elevator and I hear the wisper and this time I listened to it. It sounded like a small child, saying my name. I shrugged it off again thinking it’s just my brain over thinking and just fatigue after a long shift.

After serving all the food trucks and waiting for them to come down I go to the bathroom. I lock the door and hear a knock. The doors were locked and there was no family at the time. I asked who it was. There was no answer. I finish up and go grab the trucks and try to get out of there as soon as I can.

I go to work the next week because I work long shifts just on the weekends. So it was another long shift but this time at lunch. I told my co-worker what happened the week before. He didn’t belive me and shrugged it off as well and told me it was just the buildings pipes or something. Then something in the kitchen falls over, we think nothing of it.

Weeks pass and nothing happens except the occasional knock and stuff. So I go to the bathroom and instead of a knock somone pulled on the door making a loud bang. My co-worker investigated and when I got out and asked if anyone was out there. He didn’t see anyone out there and we were the only ones on the first floor. We both hear a wisper and try our fastest to get out.

The next day he was to work a long shift with me, as the one who was going to work there got sick. We get through most of the day without any knocks or whispers. I told him to watch outside of the bathroom door and see if anyone is trying to pull a prank. He was not the type to pull pranks, he was kore laid back. So he agrees and I go to the bathroom. A loud bang on the door that shakes the door and I quickly open the door as it was used as bait and no one was out there. My coworker was immediately shocked and said “what the f**k?” I asked him if anyone was out there. He said “No but I saw the f**king door shake and heard the bang!* So we finished up our work and we were both heading out. Right as we were leaving a sudden deep voice and loud voice yelled and said ” Just Die Already!” We bolted out of the building. I come in next week. My co-worker put his 2 weeks in but didn’t show up for any shifts. Found out while we were leaving and heard that, 3 residents passed at the same time. I started looking for a new job. When I put my 2 weeks in the whole building lights all flickered. I couldn’t put my leave as “Haunted”. I just put it as ” New Job” dispite that not being the case.

My last two days activity spiked. The second to last day there, stuff was falling off the walls, and banging sounds can be heard. Even management heard it. Nothing else happened. The last day I was there all my coworkers brought a cake for me and was sad I was leaving. It was my last day but also for others. What ended up happening is that when we were having the party after the shift all the lights went out on the first floor and went quiet. We all heard “YOUR SOULS ARE MINE!” We all tried to leave but the front doors wouldn’t open. We went out the kitchen exit, I did the mistake of looking back and say a black figure darker than the rest of the darkness in the kitchen, I can never forget what it looked at as I saw two red eyes charging towards me and the others. The backdoor kitchen door slammed tight. The management team and a few of my coworkers all quit that night. I was happy enough it was my last day.