I saw Him last night at work. It was the first night I worked by myself because we were short-handed. It was about 6:30 AM, nearly time to go back to the break room...and still very dark outside. I had just finished up the extra work for the night when I saw Him. He was standing underneath one of the sickly yellow lights about fifty feet outside the restaurant (which is what I clean as my job). I wanted to run and hide so badly but my feet shuffled forward. Part of me wanted to yell at Him, ask Him why in the hell He was torturing me. As I placed my hand on the door handle, I blinked and He was gone. I heard the other employees heading toward the break room, and I stepped outside as soon as I saw them.
Needless to say, I didn't sleep well when I got home.
-Anna C.
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