Scary Stories" Station Cleaner

in scary •  last year 

I have a traumatic experience.

When I took the high school entrance exam, for various reasons I had to commute by train to a high school a little further away.
At that high school, there was a strange rumor among the local students from the time I entered the school.
When I got home late, a suspicious person would appear on the platform of the station.

If the rumors were of this nature, they were rather common.
It is usually a lie told by teachers to get students to go home early.
But this rumor was different.

While most of the students are aware of the rumor, the teachers seem to be completely unaware of it when asked about it.
However, thanks to this rumor, most of the students were getting home early, and even the athletic teams were getting home early without detention practice.

Most of the students at my high school were local, and this rumor was well known among the local students.
However, when I tried to ask them about the details, they all said, "Don't ask me about the station cleaner.
Apparently, the suspicious person is called the "station cleaner.

I was curious about the truth of the rumors, so I decided to see for myself, and took the train around 9:00 p.m.

I purposely spent time in the club room that day and headed to the station in good time.
I waited for the train on the station platform, but the platform was dirtier than usual that day because it was littered with someone's food scraps and garbage.
However, I didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that the station staff was probably slacking off on cleaning.
The scraps of food and garbage attracted a variety of insects, and it was creepy, so I decided to wait for the train at a little distance from them.
I was anxious to see when the suspicious person would show up, but when the train arrived a short time later, I approached the door with a feeling of disappointment, but also a sense of relief.

But the guy on the train was a strange one.
It was cold in winter at the time, but there was a fat, square-cropped old man standing right in front of the door with his eyes wide open, wearing a red T-shirt and gray shorts that showed his belly because they were not the right length.
I had a gut feeling that this was the suspicious man I had heard so much about.
Fear gripped me, and I hurried away from that door and headed for another one.

But as I boarded the train, my curiosity got the better of me and I looked sideways at the man.

As soon as he got off the train, the man went to the food scraps that were attracting insects and started to pick them up and eat them.

Suddenly, my thoughts stop and I stare at the man's behavior.

The man was stuffing whatever had fallen into his mouth without a care in the world.
Every time a mouthful of scraps of food and insects fell out of the man's mouth, the man would pick them up, pick them back up, and put them back in his mouth.
I could only see the man's profile, but his expression was one of ecstasy.

I became frightened and hurriedly ran into the train.

The man continued to pick up and eat, paying no attention to me.
The other passengers didn't seem to be bothered by the man.

After the last passenger boarded the train, the doors slowly closed and the train started to leave.
As the train rocked, I had flashbacks of that man picking up scraps of food and garbage and eating them over and over in the car.
For a while, I lost my appetite and nausea followed me constantly.

Since that day, every time I approach a station platform, I have heart palpitations, and when I see food scraps, I have a flashback of the man's face along with nausea.

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