Encounter At the Library
I had a deeply disturbing encounter with a stranger once. This random dude at my local library accosted me while I was enjoying a new sci-fi novel, but the reason was more disturbing than the action.
This guy was absolutely convinced that I was his son. He kept telling me he was sorry and that he never meant to “off” my mother who he kept calling “Pink.” He said a bunch of other heinous stuff that I won’t describe.
He was obviously off his rocker, but the scariest part of it all was that while he was saying all of this creepy stuff, he actually sounded so rational and calm.
That experience gave me the creeps for a long time after that. I’ll never look at the library the same way. Story credit: Reddit / roguechimera
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