So this story was when I was a teenager I was about 16. I went to spend the night at my friends house. It was Friday night and we were hanging out calling our other friends, and watching tv. We ended up falling asleep super late. The next day was Saturday.

Saturday morning is a older woman’s cleaning day. Since there’s not much to do til later that night. My friends mom woke us up super early telling us we need to help clean. I was over her house so often I wasn’t considered a guest. So she told us get dressed and eat something before we go to the store.

After we got dressed my friends mom sent us to the Walmart that was in another city. Gave us some cash for the bus and to get cleaning supplies from Walmart. I always hated the bus. I would rather walk everywhere cause I know there’s weird stuff that happens on the bus. We got to the bus stop and didn’t wait long til a bus came and we got on.

The bus took us to downtown bus station where we would transfer to another bus. There we waited like 10 minutes to get on the bus. As we got on the bus we seen this disgruntled man just shooting us daggers at us. I told my friend and I was like why is that old guy staring at us? We laughed an just ignored it. While we were boarding the bus we noticed he also boarded the bus and sat few seats behind us where the seat turn to face in. The whole 15 min bus ride we keep feeling him stare at us.

We started cracking jokes to each other saying maybe he likes young girls and laughed. We kept making jokes about him to lighten the mood and deflect that we felt uncomfortable with this stares. Towards the end of the ride he moved closer to us to where we noticed and our eyes started bugging out as if we said to each other “did you see that?” He was too close for comfort.

This old man had a bill Cosby like sweater, with the stripes, hair on the sides of his head, bald on top, salt an pepper mustache, dirty khaki pants, and dirty scratched up brown boots. Once the bus stopped at the store we rushed to get off the bus and run into the store. The man also got off at the store.

Walking through the store gathering the supplies we needed we noticed this man following us through the store. Towards the end of our shopping trip we were in checkout for a while and hadn’t seen the man leave or pass us by since we last seen him in the aisle where the mops are. We started talking about how weird it was that he kept on us. We then started joking about him being a kidnapper just to get that eerie feeling of being stalked off our minds.

We stopped at subway and grabbed sandwiches to eat while we waited for the bus to go back to her house. And walking towards the exit the man standing by the exit. We passed him like we didn’t see him. We sat at the bus stop out the store waiting for the bus that was coming in like 10 minutes.

This man comes out and stand on the other side of the small plastic structure that covers the bus stop for when it rains. And his phone rings. We already are feeling some kind of way because the whole situation was creepy but the icing on the cake was when he answered the phone. This man said in Spanish when he answered “ estoy acá con dos nenas lindas venga y busca me” which translates to “Im here with two pretty girls come get me” and he smiled at us after he hung up.

I grabbed my friend and shouted “Shit! I forgot something in the store, your moms gunna be pissed if we forget it!” And running back in I walked up to the service desk and told them that there’s a man outside that’s been following us since we got on the bus and through the store. They called management and the police. The man was gone by the time anyone went outside.

My friends mom had to come pick us up from the store since that happened. After that happened I never rode the bus again an would rather take a walk, bike, run, or a ride from a friends.