Don’t Ignore Me
When I was around eight years old, I was waiting outside the Disneyland bathroom for my dad who was in there for a while and some guy who looked like a grandfather came up to me and yelled in a shaky voice, “C’mon, Jake! I can’t stand here forever, now!” I’m a girl, so that made it even weirder.
At first, I thought he was talking to someone else, but then he came closer.
He got irritated, saying, “Jake! Don’t ignore me!” I started looking at him with a clearly confused face, trying to signal that I don’t know who in the world Jake is, so please go away, but he got even closer and grabbed my arm and started pulling me away, saying “We are GOING to sit down, Jake! C’mon!”
I was trying to stay put but this guy was strong and eventually, my legs wouldn’t stay put. He effectively dragged me out of my place.
At this point, I started screaming but it was more unintelligible shrieks and people must have thought that I really was “Jake,” and I was just resisting, not that I didn’t even know who this guy was. Luckily though, my dad came out of the bathroom then pulled me back and started yelling at the guy.
The security got involved and then they told us the most upsetting story. Apparently, the guy’s grandson was named Jake, who had a seizure and passed inside that bathroom over a year ago.
The grandfather had some form of Alzheimer’s and stayed there every weekend just waiting for his grandson to come out of the bathroom. Story credit: Reddit / SteelersObsessed