There are ghosts at my work place. Lots of them of all shapes and sizes. I could also mean just the annoying people that my friends and i refer to as "ghosts", but in this case i mean the entities from the other realm. Yes, the real goosebump-causing, hair-raising ones.
I saw a man wearing white standing 5 meters away from me outside the kitchen behind a glass wall that lead to the stairs. He was watching me drain the sterilized hospital trays. His top looked like a chef's uniform, but i couldn't see his face. I went back into the room and told my staff about him. It was a bit odd having someone there, we thought, because we are on the third floor and nobody really comes up there just for the mere purpose of watching. In the first place, there's nothing worthy of watching in the dietary department... except maybe the food??
My staff said that the man could just be the guy who sometimes goes up to our floor to clean up. I agreed and went back outside to go on with what i was doing. I looked at where he was standing but he was gone. I roamed my eyes throughout the whole area but he was nowhere to be found, so i just stopped looking. After about ten seconds, i accidentally just looked and i found him standing near the spot where he previously stood and he was still watching. It gave me the creeps and I wondered where he came from cause he got there so fast, but I went inside not saying a thing. I just kept on convincing myself that it was a hospital personnel.
That was until the "clean-up" guy came in rushing to tell us the news that a patient downstairs, whose room was near the spot where I saw the man, saw a creepy figure opening the room door. That patient asked to be transferred to another room. I asked the guy if he was the one watching me drain the trays. He said it wasnt him. So we rushed to the exact site where I saw the man. We found out that he was standing in a spot that is not possible to be stood upon by a normal person. The area was covered with grills that couldnt be pushed and there was no way any ordinary person can get in there.
There was a bit of a commotion when people learned about my "sighting". They wanted to know how "he" looked like and if he floated or what. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it and make "him" think he's so important. He's not. He's just some bored entity trying to scare the heck out of me. Then people started telling me their own experiences and those of others. They told me about babies crying at night, patients being awakened by a mystery person, a man wearing black, a little girl, a cat following a nurse, a lady wearing white in the x-ray room, a head floating around...
With everything I heard, I just kind of automatically got used to the idea that I have more to see so I guess I've somehow prepared for it.
And yesterday it happened again. I saw a shadow on the wall and it walked really fast, like it was trying to escape from my presence. That was right after the hospital administrator herself had her first share of the creeps. She was inside a room checking on a sleeping patient and the doorknob suddenly turned. And it just kept turning like the person outside was having a hard time getting in for some reason. She just stared at it for a moment and she saw that the door was not even locked. She thought that a nurse was trying to get in to check on the vital signs of the patient, so the doctor opened the door. But yeah you guessed it, there was nobody outside the door. There was not even a single person on the floor. So she rushed to the nurses' station and asked everyone if anybody went to that room. Of course there was no one. Anyway, the shadow that I saw was at the wall of that same room. I think it went real fast cause I was singing something that it couldnt take.
Everytime I pass by those areas now, I sing. I think it makes them tremble. Funny. And I enjoy the idea of scaring them. I only wish it scares the "other ghosts" too so they would shut up and mind their own beeswaxes!
Thursday, March 17, 2005
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Hey hey there. Long time no comment so I'm here. Ghosts, eh? Sounds spooky-ish. It's funny how you take ghosts the same cheery happy-go-lucky attitude that you take with everything else. Makes me smile and chuckle a little bit. I think the last thing I would do is sing if I saw a ghost. Scream... Soak my pants... Sing? Naw. But I'll try if you say it works. Anywho, how you been, how's your mother, how's your back? And I guess I'll see you on the proverbial flipside.
Peace,
Ricky D
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