MY SPIRIT STORY
When I was in my early 20’s, I was working at a vet office while going through college. At the end of the shift, I would walk the dogs and give them food for the night. The shift would usually end at 12:00 am to 1:00 am. One day, we closed pretty late because we had an emergency, I had to walk the dogs at around 12:30 pm this night. When I went to get the leash, everything seemed to feel like it was in slow motion. When I got the leash on one of the dogs, I started to have a staticky feeling. As I was getting ready to walk up the stairs, I heard what sounded like my voice saying stop, stay, don’t go. This feeling grew even more as I was walking up the stairs and closer to the door to a very empty back empty parking lot.
The second I opened the door, this feeling just left as fast as it came. I seen this large brown bag infront of the door and a man facing the opposite wall. I kept looking back because this man was very out of place. Shortly after I crossed the street, I seen him walking very slowly down the street into the darkness of the night. When I got home, my mom was in a panic!
She said she had a very bad feeling and that she was praying for nothing to happen to me. She gave me a big hug with her rosary beads in her hand. She was so afraid that she said she was unable to sleep.
This office was robbed a few times around this time of this incident. I can’t say for sure but this man could have possible been the one breaking in to this place. The bag looked like an old tool bag or what doctors used to carry with them back in the day when they used to go to people’s houses.
‘My Spirit Story’ by Diane Rita