- Mood:
Astonished
- Listening to: the tv
- Reading: my heart
- Watching: tv
- Eating: tater tots
- Drinking: lemonade
We are at the John Waldron Arts Center tonight for our perfomance for the 13th annual Director’s Symposium for the Monroe County Civic Theatre. I am standing on some stairs, facing 2 of my friends. We are talking about how we are about to go on, its about 7:57pm. Margot is directly in front of me and Hannah is next to me (not Hannah my sister).
Suddenly a warm hand, touches my left shoulder. It was so warm, and I thought it was one of my guy friends, like Phil or Anthony. But when I turn to see, there is no one behind me for at least 16 feet. And I turned so quickly there is no way the person could’ve retreated that quickly.
When I asked Margot if she saw anyone touch me she said no. That no one was behind me at all. I got cold chills immediately after the experience and could not shake the feeling that someone was there for the rest of the night.
Now, bear in mind that the John Waldron Arts Center used to be a firestation. Could it have been a fireman, caught between this and next? I have no marks on my shoulders to say what happened, but it did.
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