There is a popular belief that ghosts often return to the very place where their heart stopped. However, these are not only folk legends, this fact is confirmed by both scientists and researchers of anomalous phenomena. There are a great many versions of why the dead do this. Hundreds of scientific papers and articles have been written about the fact that it is impossible to live in former cemeteries and in places of mass death of people, since there is an incredibly high concentration of ghosts …
Girl on the sidelines. The scary story of Dmitry
The office where I work is located near a wide road on the outskirts of a large city. In this regard, I, and all my colleagues, have some inconveniences - in order to drive up to the building of the business center, you need to drive seven hundred meters to the turn, there is no direct turn opposite the building. In general, the office is located in a former industrial zone, which is now being rebuilt into a business district: abandoned factories of the Soviet era, warehouses, half-destroyed buildings, and so on. In short, not the most picturesque landscape.
And now, the usual morning of the working day. I'm driving to work in my car. To be honest, I don't know why this girl caught my eye. She stood on the side of the road, and I rushed past in my car. But for some reason this slender figure made me press the brake pedal. Many, at the words of the girl on the road on the edge of the city, have obscene associations. However, firstly, every day I drive to work along this road, and I have not noticed representatives of the most ancient profession here before. Secondly, she was dressed in jeans and sneakers, and on her hand were colorful bright baubles. Girls of easy virtue don't dress like that!
All the thoughts that I got today from the boss for being late somehow flew out of my head. I got out of the car and went up to the stranger.
- Girl, nothing happened to you?
In response, I heard only silence. She didn't even react to my presence. I decided to go around the girl to look at her face. A lifeless gaze looked somewhere into emptiness. Her face and clothes were dirty, streaked, as if she was being dragged along dirty asphalt, although I did not see any traces of blood or wounds. A strange person … She looks only fifteen years old. I came to the conclusion that the girl took something funny, and now she is crazy. To clear my conscience, I asked a few more questions, but our conversation did not stick together. I got in the car and drove to the office.
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The director was not there, and no one instructed the caps under my tail. But the girl did not give me rest. And I decided to call the ambulance, but when I looked out the window, and the office windows just overlooked that place, there was no one there. Co-workers reassured, they say, stoned, most likely.
A week passed, then a second, and I almost forgot about that incident. Once, I was walking around the office, talking on my mobile phone and automatically looking out the window. Goose bumps ran through my body … in the same place, in the same clothes, was the same girl. I instantly jumped out into the street, no more than thirty seconds passed, but there was no one there. It is impossible to cross the road in that place, four lanes in each direction, the traffic is very dense, and on the other side there is a large wasteland, in such a short time it would not have had time to hide.
Time passed and I forgot about that girl again. And one day, quite by accident, I came across an article on the Internet. It turned out that four years ago, when the building in which I now work was still under construction, a car hit sixteen-year-old Daria M to death at this place …