Hospital Foot Steps
Submitted by Jamie O'Connell
Here's one for you...
When I
was sixteen, I was hurt pretty badly and paralyzed. You spend a lot of time in
the hospital lying awake staring at the ceiling. I started counting things to
keep my brain from losing it. Cracks in the tiles, tiny holes in the tiles, the
number of times the fire alarm blinked in an hour... stuff like that. I also
started counting footsteps in the hallway during rounds. One night I was in a
lot of pain and couldn't sleep. I started counting footsteps to take my mind
off it. A lot of nursing staff wear rubber soled shoes and they have a
particular squish on linoleum. So it's the middle of the night and I hear the
tread of heavy shoes. No squish. It caught my attention because it was so out
of place. I listened to the thud go down the hall and vanish. A nurse came to
check on me and give me meds and I asked about it. She swore up and down there
was no one on the floor with shoes like that. Visitors? It was the middle of
night. Was I hallucinating? My pain meds had worn off. I never heard it again,
but I'm convinced it was a ghost.
Jamie
O'Connell
Thanks
for this Fox! I'm going to enjoy reading all of them
Creeeeepy!
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