Creepy Pastas JVD Edition

"We'll meet again..."

This story happened to me a few months ago. I was new in town, knew nobody and knew nothing about this town.

The moving van was late and i was waiting for it in front of my house. (It was a giant house with a cheap price. But that's just my way of purchasing a below-market villa from a desesperate seller).

A bit later, I heard foot steps behind me. I turned back and saw a tall man. His skin was pale and he had a long and deep scar on his cheek but i didn't pay attention about it at first.

After that, he started talking to me : « Hello dear, are you the new resident in this house ? » He had a deep and scratchy voice. I was not so reassured. I responded « yes » politely but my only wish was that the man disappeared. Except that he stand next to me for a long time.

In my head , I was hurrying to see the truck when it finally pulled up.

When the movers unload my furniture, the man asked me if he could help me to install all my stuff. Because i was a bit scared of him (an a bit silly also) i didn't decline his proposition.

We started put my things in the house and I notice that he was observing the doors, the windows and all the other entrance that it could have.

After two hours we finally finished and the big man said to me « We'll meet again ». I was a bit scared but too tired to realise.

It was not so late (about 9:00 pm)but I decided to go to bed.

Later in the night I was awoken by a little noise, I couldn't hear what it was totally but I knew it.

I remembered that earlier in the day this strange man was looking for a window or a door. I also remembered that I left one window open a crack...

I decided to check if it was him so I left my room and tried to walk on tiptoe. When I arrive at the place where the noise came from I saw that the window was totally open this time, and next to it on the wall, there was a giant writing saying « We'll meet again ».

I learned a bit later that this man lived in this house when he was a kid and he had promise himself to get all the tenants out when him and his family were explused. (because of the father who killed someone and commited suicide after that). Some tenants were killed and some not.

Everybody known this story in town but nobody talked about it like they forgot mysteriously...

Since this event I moved again. But today I always get the feeling that the man with the long deep scar and I meet each other again one day.

By Jacke and Kiosk