Scared story
Antonija Glavas

This story happened in our regional hospital where I worked as an installer and house caretaker. Our hospital was the biggest in the territory of 16 communes and had thousands of patients. For some of them it was not possible to give any help.

On the right side of the entrance there was a little building where they remained until transported to the funeral home or cemetery. One morning, my chief said to me that the sink in this little building needed to be repaired. I tried to do something else, but I knew that I would have to do it. I took my bag with what I needed and crossed the yard looking at the patients who enjoyed sitting or walking and talking. Specially sympathetic was one granny walking from one group to another asking something. I smiled and said to myself: "Outside it is nice and mild, but you Angelo, have to go in and repair that sink, whatever would be."

I left entrance door half open, not that I was scared, but it was not very comfortable inside. I got down on my knees to unscrew the sink when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I think all my functions stopped... just something hammered in my head. Down on my back bone I felt shivers all the way down and my throat was dry. It was like an eternity till I turned back and saw granny from outside asking me: "Sonny, why are their heads covered?" I only breathed out and said: "Granny, the devil should take you away, you scared me!"

I finished my job in no time and went out, out, out.

(Angelo was my neighbor and this story I heard from him many years ago, but have not forgotten.)