Are you afraid of the dark?

experiences of two different individuals who have third eye

Call centers, as its present prestige says, are in demand in terms of hiring employees. Work goes on round-the-clock. While the sun starts to set, the graveyard shift employees one by one till the once empty seats in front of the computers. As the trainer opens the night for a new lesson on European accent, an anxious ghost seems busy loitering in front of the desk of each employee, testified a call center agent. This lurking soul has been visiting the new trainees in their floor and its stories have been scaring a lot of employees. For those people who can see the child, they were never bothered of his mischievous presence, what boggled their minds is the cause of his death that gave him his hollowed eyes. They say that at the stroke of midnight, ghosts would be up for their mischievous games where mysterious and creepy experiences end up as headlines for the next day. But the night is still long and chances of being acquainted with the haunted are never far, where the dawn would still take moments before it breaks.

It was around three in the morning, she just came home from a formal gathering. As she entered the second gate of her house, she noticed a lady just two meters away from her. The lady was facing her, she was terrified and clasped her hands and prayed. Hoping that as she opens her eyes, the lady would be gone, she quickly rushed passed her. Unfortunately, when she looked back the lady was following her up the stairs! Still scared to death, she opted to go up the stairs noisily to frighten the lady away. When she reached her bedroom, she ended up praying.

The same young woman woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. Expecting that she would just do her "business", she ended up seeing an image of someone on her left eye peripheral. Facing her fears, she saw that some lady was seated on her bed back facing. She chose to act normal upon seeing the image by moving to her right to give space to the lady. Not wanting to know if the lady lied down on the bed, the young woman closed her eyes hoping she would fall asleep as quickly as possible.

Why is it that some people "see or feel" when others don't? Is it consciousness or the admittance or awareness of the existence of this "people" on the other side that makes them special? It maybe exciting to see what others can't but can you stomach seeing more than friendly ghosts?