These days I always feel like there is someone behind me, especially when I am working the night shift...
I work in a car factory and I happen to be on the middle shift this month.
It's from 4pm to 12pm.
Every day when I go to and from get off work, there are shuttle buses to and from the factory.
But where I live is about 300 meters away from the pick-up and drop-off point, which requires walking on a night road.
It was fine before.
Since the beginning of the month, I was waiting for the factory commuter bus to go to work at the intersection, and I saw a traffic accident.
A woman riding a scooter was swept under a large truck.
His head was crushed, and there was blood and brains everywhere. The scene was particularly terrifying.
It frightened the passers-by and merchants around.
I was at the scene and was so frightened that my scalp was numb and I felt uneasy even when I was at work.
Now when I see a big truck passing by, I feel scared.
These days, every time I pass by an intersection after get off work, I feel terrified. The scene of the car accident and the bloody scene appear in my mind.
It's okay during the day, there are many people.
But when I get off work at night, I basically have to run and I don’t dare to stay even half a minute.
But the more this happens, the more scared I feel.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m sensitive or because I have lingering fears.
Even when I walk through an intersection, I always feel like someone is following me behind me.
"Tap tap tap..."
It seems like every step I take, there is an echo.
When I walk, he follows me, and when I stop, he stops.
The back of my neck also feels cold.
Looking back, I saw nothing but dim street lights.
The dark alleyway is useless.
Keep walking, and the feeling of being consistent and cool will appear again.
Even when I get home, I still have the illusion of being stared at for no reason.
When I went to bed, my back felt so cold that it didn't help even if I wrapped myself in a quilt.
When I lay down on my back, I felt my chest was tight again, as if there was a stone pressing on my chest.
Several nights, I was woken up inexplicably...
It was very difficult for me to rest during this period of time, and I was exhausted both physically and mentally.
I keep making mistakes at work and have been scolded many times by the team leader Nabi.
They said that if I made another mistake, I would be kicked out of the car factory without any performance bonus.
I also want to live in the staff dormitory or move to another place.
But the dormitory in the factory is too smelly. I don’t have a good relationship with my colleagues in the factory, and I don’t like living with others.
In addition to the place where I live now, I have already paid two months of rent, and there is still one month left to pay.
Now that I'm canceling the lease, the landlord won't refund my deposit and excess rent at all.
Year after year, I couldn't make much money, so I just wanted to persevere.
With this idea in mind, I persisted for a few more days.
That feeling became stronger and stronger, making me suspicious.
When I washed my face in the morning, I found that my face and basin were covered with blood.
I was so frightened that I took a closer look.
I discovered that the towels I bought at the night market were of poor quality and had faded.
But there were two heavy dark circles hanging next to his eyes, and his mental state was very bad.
In this state, I worked another night shift.
Without any surprise, I was targeted by Team Leader Shabi and scolded by him again during the meeting.
I was sitting on the commuter car after get off work, counting the days when my shift would change this month.
There are only three days left.
After these three days, I won't have to work the night shift anymore, and this suspicious feeling should disappear.
Dragging my exhausted body, I got off the car at the intersection where there had been a car accident.
The sky was dark, and the night wind was slightly cold.
As the commuter bus started to leave, I had to walk back alone at night.
But tonight, I found a woman in white standing under the streetlight opposite the intersection.
The woman is wearing a white dress and nightgown.
He was standing opposite, motionless, not knowing what he was doing.
But the place she was standing was exactly where the car accident happened at the beginning of the month, and I had to pass there if I wanted to go back.
I looked at that woman, feeling very confused and didn't want to go there.
But when we got back to our residence, there was no other way around.
Finally, I mustered up the courage to cross the road.
As I approached the woman, I glanced at her subconsciously.
His hands and feet are very white. He must be a white-collar worker who works in an office all year round and rarely gets sunlight.
She lowered her head slightly and stood there without moving.
The street lights above our heads also flickered.
It makes an electric sound of "kazkaz".
I'm also not curious why she is standing here.
I shrunk my neck and tightened my hands.
Holding his breath for no apparent reason, he quickened his pace and wanted to leave quickly.
But when I passed the woman in white, she suddenly made a voice:
"Brother, help me change some money!"
The voice is very soft and full of sadness...
What are you doing exchanging money in the middle of the night?
Besides, I'm not familiar with this woman.
I pretended not to hear and left in a hurry.
After I walked away, I glanced back slightly.
But he was surprised to find that the woman actually followed him.
She walked very slowly, and the distance between us was relatively far.
But I found that she was staring at me and smiling, and her smile was very weird.
This scene gave me chills down my back.
I, who was already nervous, became even more frightened.
After swallowing, he started running!
When they got inside, the door closed with a clang.
Sit on the sofa and hold your head.
He was gasping for air, feeling inexplicably scared.
I thought to myself that I was under too much psychological pressure and was suspicious.
Or did you really encounter something unclean?
But at this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded: