In my second year of college, I decided to get a job at a cafe near my apartment.
When I arrived for the interview, I noticed the cafe was extremely crowded.
I told the manager I was here for an interview and they hired me on the spot without any
sort of background check. I started working right away
The work was surprisingly easy
and all my co workers were extremely nice to me, especially my boss.
at first, I appreciated how friendly he was.
But honestly, it was like he was a little too friendly to me, to the point of it being creepy.
it was weird, but I liked my job so I didn’t say anything
After getting more comfortable with my job, I worked the late shift one night
eventually, the only ones left at the shop were me and my boss
When it was time to close he offered walk me home since it was dangerous to walk
alone at night.
I hesitantly agreed
I grabbed my bag and lead the way to my apartment
The walk was awkward and silent, until he asked if I lived alone.
I didn’t want him to know i lived by myself, so I just said I lived with
older my brother.
Eventually, we got to my apartment building, and I thanked him for walking me home.
I walked inside the lobby and noticed he wasn’t walking away.
I looked outside the window as I walked up the stairs, it looked like my boss was still waiting
outside.
It was weird, but I continued to walk up the stairs
while passing by the window.
By the time I got to the 4th floor, he was still there.
I don’t know why, but I kept walking even if I lived on the 4th floor.
My feet moved on their own, passing by every floor window.
Eventually when I got to the 7th floor, I sat underneath the window and peeked out to
see if he was still outside.
I looked closely at him, and noticed he was counting something.
I sat there dumbfounded, before I realized what he was doing.
He was counting what floor I lived on.
I covered my mouth and watched as he started walking away.
I walked back down to the 4th floor, making sure to avoid all the windows, just in case he was still there
The next day, my neighbor greeted me when I walked out my apartment and warned me to
be careful.
I asked him why, and he told me there had been a break in at an apartment on the 7th
floor.
My mind automatically thought of what happened yesterday
it was just a coincidence, right?
I brushed it off, and went to work.
My coworker told me my boss called in sick that day, so I was able to relax while doing
my job.
That night I took the late shift.
After my shift ended, I kept my guard up while walking home.
I got to my apartment and unlocked the door.
As I closed and locked the door behind me, I noticed something odd
My bedroom door was slightly open, even though I always close it before I leave.
I told myself I was just being paranoid
I went to my room and played on my phone for a bit before drifting off to sleep.
In the middle of the night, I opened my eyes because I felt something shuffling beneath my bed.
My thoughts went towards the break in that happened on the 7th floor.
I looked underneath my bed and
saw two eyes staring back at me.
I screamed at the top of my lungs and fell off my bed.
I sprinted out the apartment and to my neighbor’s door.
my neighbor came back to my apartment with me and dragged the guy out from beneath my bed
I recognized the face immediately.
It was my boss.
when the cops arrived, they arrested him for breaking and entering my house
and the house on the 7th floor.