HAUNTED OFFICE
This story happened in the first job I did when I graduated from college. I worked in the office of a supermarket. Since I am new to work, I do not leave my position too much. I often face the computer and do not talk much to the employees. Of course, I'm still embarrassed. But after a week, I became comfortable with my companions because they were kind.
Once while we were having lunch, I asked our accountant,
"Ma'am Jane, what time is your partner having lunch? I don't think I've seen him accompany us." I said.
Suddenly my companions stared at each other as if wondering.
"Ha? Who? I don't have a partner?" Our accountant asked.
"Yes? Are you the only one here? Who is the woman you always have in the room with you?" I explain.
Suddenly the reaction of their faces changed as if terrified by what they heard.
"Me! Don't make fun of me like that! I'm still scared." Ma'am Jane replied.
The rest of us suddenly laughed and started teasing and intimidating him.
Ma'am Jane has her room or office, and coincidentally, my table faces the door of her room. Sometimes when the cashiers enter her room, I notice a woman inside non. The woman always turned her back. She was wearing a white dress and had long black hair. I can only see half of his body because the lower part is covered by a long cabinet located opposite the door. I thought it was his partner because in the branch where I was training there were two accountants, so I was not surprised.
I only saw the woman up close the first time I could enter ma'am Jane's office because I gave her some documents. He was still in good shape. He just turned his back and faced the wall, not to see his face. He was wearing a long white knee-length dress. Since I know that ma'am Jane is the only one in her office, this woman is not human.
That woman is not always there when I enter ma'am Jane's office. Sometimes she is not there. Until the time came for me to see him face to face. Ma'am Jane once asked me to help her carry some bags containing coins.
"Hey, let's go, because it's heavy, just put everything in the vault." Please be patient.
About six bags were full of coins. And it's hard if ma'am Jane is thin to lift.
When I entered the vault, I saw the woman again. He was inside. He just stood and faced me. His eyes are all pure white, and then he smiles. The kind of smile you would never want to see. If you are not used to seeing these kinds of spirits, you will be able to run right away. Too cold inside the vault, weird. I just finished putting the bags full of coins there, and ma'am Jane immediately closed the locker.
"The cold inside the vault, noh?" The language is ma'am Jane.
"Yes, is it always like that?" I will ask.
"Often, but sometimes not. Sometimes here in my place, it is freezing even though I do not turn on the aircon because I do not want to be cold." He replied.
What he said was right. It was not cold in his office at that time. But inside the vault, too.
Ma'am Jane is unaware that she always has a roommate in her office.
Once again, I had to work overtime, it was 5:30 pm, and my companions left. I came from the selling area and went back to the back office. No one inside. I was sitting in my seat and doing something on the computer when suddenly someone spoke,
"Aren't you going home yet?" Language of a woman.
I thought maybe Ma'am K. yon, one of our IT Staff. He was on the second shift that day, and he came home at night when the supermarket was closed.
I was just next to ma'am K.'s place but her table was inside a cubicle so I couldn't see her because her cubicle's door was closed.
"Somewhat, I still have something to finish," I answer while sending an email.
I noticed he did not want to send my email. So I called ma'am K.
"Ma'am K. Is there a problem with thunderbird because I don't want to send my email?" I said.
But ma'am K did not answer. I called her a few more times, but she did not respond. I can only hear his keyboard's sound. Is he too focused on what he is typing, so he doesn't want to ignore me? Then I could still hear him humming a song.
I got up and knocked on the door of his cubicle until someone spoke behind me.
"Who are you knocking on there?" Voice language.
I turned my back, and I was surprised that it was ma'am K.
"I thought you were here in your place?" I said.
"I'm outside, and I'm fixing something on the manager's computer." He replied.
"Ha...Eh, who was I talking to earlier here?" I said.
Ma'am K. opened the door of her cubicle, and we saw that no one was there. I mean, I was alone in the office before ma'am K. came.
Ma'am K. was terrified by my story, so she left the door of her cubicle open that night while she was working.
When I returned to my computer, I noticed that the email I was sending was already sent.
Before I went home, ma'am K. told me a story.
"I am one of the pioneers here. It has been talked about for a long time that there is a woman's soul showing up inside the office. Some employees have also seen it. Even I sometimes feel like I feel her around. The former employees who have the third eye are more unfortunate because they are disturbed while working, so they just resigned. No one knows who that woman is and why she is feeling. Some tried to talk to her, but she did not answer, and it hurt. just their heads. " The story of ma'am K.
My next encounter with that woman was while I was brushing my teeth inside the CR. I just finished lunch then. After brushing my teeth, I washed. Then I looked in the mirror and saw him. Suddenly the light flickered until it suddenly disappeared. Ma'am K. also told me that it also shows in the CR mirror.
Sometimes I was a little overtime again; I just had to print something then and go home. While I was in the middle of printing, the printer suddenly stopped. Then I saw the woman again; she was sitting at the table opposite me. He just looked at me and laughed softly as if teasing. Since I was with ma'am K. in the office at that time, I emailed her.
"Ma'am K., my printer stopped; the woman is in front of me now. It's a mess." I said.
"Send me what you print. I will take care of the printing. If you have nothing to do, turn off your computer and printer and go home immediately." Reply nya.
That's just what I did. The next day when I entered, I saw the documents printed by ma'am K. on my table.
I am not afraid of that spirit. It's just annoying when he's upset, and I don't have any shields or prayers that can be used to drive him away. I chose to live this way, so I need to get used to this.
A few months later, maybe six or seven months, my third eye closed. I can no longer see him, although occasionally, I still feel his presence when weird things happen around. But it was a great relief that I did not see him again until I had been in my job there for four years before I thought of leaving.