This story is from the perspective of my ex-boyfriend.
I’m a male, and I’m an American living in Australia and I did night shift occasionally at a Chinese food shop when me and my ex girlfriend were together. It wasn’t too bad as first, I was making $25 an hour whether I was working day or night. Now, I’m going to mention I don’t work there anymore due to personal reasons. Well, I guess I better get to the scary stuff.
Well, I was working the night shift alone one night, and it was a Tuesday night as I remember. I saw some weird looking dude walk into the store and he seemed normal at first. He ordered some Mongolian beef, sweet and sour pork and a 1.25L bottle of Solo. So I did up his order, and he paid. Then he looked me dead in the eyes and said my deceased father’s full name. My gut instantly knotted, and I started getting that feeling in there that you get when your body picks up when you’re in trouble. I simply said to him, “That was my father’s name. Did you know him?” He simply chuckled and then said MY full name. In that moment, I excused myself and told my old boss aboout the dude. My boss was an old dude from China, but pretty energetic and fit. When he got out to where I was working, he pretty much confronted him and started yelling at the creep to leave me alone. He cackled in a spooky way and in that moment, I snapped. I started screaming so loud, I lost my voice for a few days. I rang New South Wales police while my boss was trying the get the weird guy out of the shop. While on the phone, I peeked out to see if my boss was okay. What I saw, I could not believe. My boss had pinned down the guy and had managed to get a good view of his face. According to my boss, he looked a lot like Keanu Reeves, but a lot more uglier, not to say the actual Keanu Reeves is ugly. When the police arrived, the dude was arrested and I later found out he was well known for dealing methamphetamine and was found to have traces of it on him. I also found out he had been stalking me because apparently I looked like a younger version of him, and that I had stolen his youth. I left that shop when I moved with my current girlfriend to the big city. Jeez, I hope I never have to be that scared in my life ever again.
Warning: Im not much of a writer.
I worked at Walmart when I was 19. I was a newlywed, but shortly after my husband and I married, we went through some rough stuff and we needed a break. He was living with his mom a couple hours away.
I had a MeetMe account I used to chat with local people, male or female, to try and make friends but nothing ever really came of it. Except once.
I talked to this guy, Brandon. Sort of talked, not really. He was an average looking blonde hair, blue eyed guy. Around 27. Again, I was 19 so I was already turned off by him being almost a decade older than me. What could we have in common, ya know? He wasn’t much of a conversationalist. One word responses aside from endless, very detailed, compliments. I made it clear I was married so this was another reason I didn’t persue a friendship.
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This story happened back when I was about 12 and I am a male.
It was a warm summer afternoon and my mom and I decided to go grocery shopping. As we entered the store, I took notice of a man, wearing a yellow button down, khaki pants, and bright white hair. He must of been at least 50. He stood out to me because he had a wide smile and was staring directly at me. I was always told to be nice to other people so I smiled back and shyly waved at him. His smile somehow got even wider and he waved back.
As we were shopping, I began to notice he was following us, about one car length behind us. He would occasionally grab stuff off the shelves and put it in his cart but still kept pace with us. It was very obvious that he was following us, going every aisle as we did. I was growing increasing uncomfortable, especially whenever my mom would have me stay at the cart when she would get something from a nearby shelf.
As we were nearing the end of our shopping trip, I noticed that the man was no longer following us. I felt a bit more relieved knowing he was gone. As we approached the checkout lines, I told my mom that I was going to the bathroom. I entered the restroom and as I finished relieving myself in the stall, I heard the bathroom’s door open. A voice soon called out, “I know you’re in here.” I stayed quiet and sat on the toilet, pulling legs onto it, trying to hide them from view. A pair of legs appeared outside the stall, jiggling the handle a few times.
“Come on, let me in. We can have a fun time, sweetie…” He said, trying to sound nice to mask his malicious intentions.
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Okay so little bit of background, I am 23, female and from New Zealand I’m a dirty hippy and very spiritual. I was managing a handbag store in my town and had the odd weirdo come in which is fine because I feel that normal people are boring anyway. So one day I had this older lady who had very long grey hair come right up to my counter and she told me “you are very spiritual aren’t you, somethings telling me that you and your mum aren’t getting along but you should leave wherever you are living at the moment it’s very toxic for you.” I literally lost it I had never seen this lady in my life and she was bloody spot on, me and my mum are always bickering because I’m exactly like my dad and apparently “one Gary is enough” and I was living with a flat mate that was stealing my stuff spending my money and being a all round creep (she would cut my toenails for me and had a stash of them but that’s a story for another day) ANYWAY the grey lady and I had a decently long conversation about HER mum who she wasn’t close with who was dying and she got very emotional and I felt so sorry for her I gave her a hug and politely told her I really should get back to work. I would see her walking around the mall every day that I worked and I just thought maybe she had nothing else to do. She came in another day and pointed at my left hip. I had my exs initials tattooed there, and was three days away from getting it covered up. She pointed it and said whatever you are gonna put there , it can’t be what you are thinking it needs to be a rose. This was a bit weird cus I was kinda ashamed of the initial tattoo so none of my staff knew not even my parents or flatmate. She winked at me and left. The day came that I was going to get my tattoo I hadn’t really put much thought into what she said I just wanted a black heart to cover it and the tattoo artist brought a paper over to me that had a black heart and a black silhouette of a rose. I jumped back. And I said did someone ring you to change this? He was so confused he said nah I just had a funny feeling that this would be better than the heart. I got the rose tattoo. It was definitely weird but I’m very spur of the moment kind of gal and it was either meant to be or a crazy coincidence. The next time I saw grey lady I showed her my tattoo and she said “we thought you’d do it, we did think that you weren’t gonna listen” YES SHE SAID WE BUT SHE WAS ALWAYS ALONE I AM SPOOKED. There was quite a few instances when she’d come in and tell me little things that always ended up true , one day I had very very bad period cramps and I asked my staff if she could stay on so I could go home and die quietly in bed and she was happy too. I walked home cus it wasn’t far and sat on the couch with a blanket and dozed off. I woke up to my phone ringing and it was work of course I answered it straight away because I was the manager and I had to but it wasn’t my staff it was grey lady. She said she “ran here from her house because she knew I was in pain” I assured her that I’m okay and that I just have tummy cramps and she didn’t believe that was all that was wrong but again I assured her and said I’ll be back at work the next day and then we hung up. About half an hour later I rung work and said has she left and my staff said no she’s talking about how special and beautiful you are , I said do you think she can hear you and she said nah she’s at the other end of the store and I said “this is feking weird what even is happening” I ended up leaving the job and started studying thinking that was all over with grey lady and that she was either a stalker or just could read straight thru me. One of the days when I had finished class I walked out the door and nearly bumped into a lady … you guess it it was her. She “had a feeling I was gonna be here” she told me that her mum died and that her own health was on its way out too I haven’t seen her in a long while so I’m not sure if she’s alive but I’m sure if she is she will hunt me down no matter what.
To start, I am a 20 year old girl living in Arkansas. This story is completely true. These experiences happened to me a few years ago, when I was about 16 or 17, at this local boutique I was working at. I worked at this store for several years before I left for college. I have had encounters with the paranormal, and these were some of my first experiences.
While working at this store, I always got an unsettling feeling. Feelings of dread and anger would often come over me while I would be working alone, but that was easy to pass off as paranoia from working alone. Unfortunately, I have learned to never ignore those feelings due to what happened at this store.
As the months of me working there went on, little things would start to happen. Doors would slam, I would hear kids talking, things would be moved, but I passed these events off as nothing more than my imagination getting the best of me. I was very wrong.
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