A Stranger Helped Me Once, Then He Started Appearing Everywhere I Went

It started with a simple act of kindness—a man helped me load groceries into my car. But then, I began seeing him everywhere: outside my café, gym, and even across the street, watching me. At first, I thought it was just coincidence, but the sightings grew more unsettling.

Desperate, I turned to my best friend Elaine. She checked security footage and found no trace of the man I’d seen, confirming my fear: he wasn’t real. I sought help from a doctor, who explained that I was experiencing prolonged grief, with my mind creating a comforting presence of my late husband, Michael.

With time and support, the figure disappeared, and I learned to embrace my grief, finding healing through the process.