Real Encounters

*The Man with White Shirt*

[In Puerto Rico for a vacation...] About half a block from the house I see someone on the other side of the street looking through a car. I didn't think much of it, since he had the door open, I assumed it was his car, nothing suspicious, and kept walking. I was maybe a half block past him when I glanced back and noticed that he was standing next to the car, curbside, and he seemed to be staring at me. He was wearing a white shirt so even though he was in the shadows I could still see him. It seemed a bit creepy, but I figured he probably lived there and just didn't recognize me and was seeing what I was up to.

I kept walking and made my way down to the beach about another block and a half away. There was a small patch of some odd grass, just before some rocks, then the beach. I stopped on the grass, I wasn't wearing shoes and it felt nice on my feet, and stood under the palm trees for a moment sipping my beer, just kinda looking around, taking it all in. That's when I happened to glance back the way I came again and notice a man in a white shirt standing near the end of the street. I stood there for a moment, trying not to let him know that I had seen him, or that I was feeling uneasy at his presence in any way, and he just stood there as well. I was sure it must be the same man as I hadn't seen anyone else on the street on my walk down. I continued to sip my beer, and he continued standing at the corner. He was standing completely out in the open, but it just seemed odd that he was just standing there. I didn't really want to look directly at him so I couldn't really tell what he was doing. At this point I was becoming fairly uneasy. I've never been worried about walking around at night, but I had never been in a place quite like this either. The road that ran along the beach had a few street lights, the nearest one was just up the beach a bit so I decided to make my way towards it in hopes that whatever this guy was up to it had nothing to do with me.

I walked back to the sidewalk, as I figured it was better to stay where it was somewhat lit, and made my way over to the streetlight, all the while trying not to let on that I am aware of this man's presence and getting a bit freaked out. I got to the streetlight and stopped. I took out my cell phone to try to seem as casual as I could and glanced around and didn't see him anymore. I breathed a sigh of relief and figured I had just been freaking myself out for no reason and decided to call my gf to tell her what had happened and that I was on my way back. I called her and started walking back towards our street telling her about this guy creeping on me and then I see him. At the end of the street there was an abandoned house. It had no roof, doors or windows, just walls, and I could clearly see someone in a white shirt standing in the doorway. I stopped in my tracks.. oh shit.. he's still here I said. He was far enough away that he couldn't hear me, but when I stopped I saw him take a step back, into the dark house, so I could no longer see him. At this point my gf was getting freaked out as well, so I turned around and started heading back towards the streetlight. There was another street up just a bit and I figured I could take that and loop back around to the house. I tried to walk as normally as possible as to not let on that I was scared. When I got to the corner I turned left and looked back and could see the man was coming down the sidewalk towards me. He didn't appear to be running, but he must have been walking fairly quickly because he had definitely gained some ground on me. I turned the corner and once I was behind a house and out of sight I told my gf that I was hanging up and going to run. I ran as fast as I could and didn't look back. Of course, unbeknownst to me, one of the houses on this street had some rather large dogs, which, once aware of a person running by in the dark, began to bark wildly scaring me even more.

I made it back to the house, unlocked the gate and quickly locked it behind me. I looked around to see if anyone had seen me but there was no one in sight. My gf was pretty freaked out so we locked the doors and shut the blinds and called it a night. I didn't have any more run-ins with any late night creepers the rest of the time we were there, and all in all we ended up having a great vacation. It still gives me a little chill recounting this story though.