I'm just an average 16 year old boy, picked up a job at a local hardware store to make my dad semi-proud of me. He thinks me working there is "teaching me life lessons," when in reality I'm just hosing out carpet cleaners and vacuuming carpets. Anyway, today, December 3, one of my managers told me to clean out the garage after the previous event we had on the first. The garage is our lumber room at the end of the main aisle in the top store (there's two buildings.) I was taking calls to load things, like concrete and 60 lb bags of bird feed, and sweeping dust and moving the curtain poles we used to obscure the lumber room for the event.
After this, I started dusting the shelves we use to keep special orders for customers. My co-worker, who will stay anonymous, was talking to me while he hosed out a nasty carpet cleaner, eventually leaving to load a pallet full of wood pellets (I'm under 18, so only he could use the tow motor.) A minute or so after, I heard boots walking behind me. I assumed it was my co-worker, getting the plastic we wrap the pallets with. Then the footsteps walked closer, I turned around and saw no one. Thinking it was just my footsteps from adjusting on my knees because of dusting, I stood dead still and listened. I heard the footsteps again, except this time they started circling around me, and I ran out the door.
Three days before this, I stared into the attic with the lights off, and my eyes went hazy. I'm not sure it has anything to do with it, the the attic is always cold, even in the summer, and I always get weird vibes up there. I'm sort of scared to work tomorrow after today. I mean, I heard some stories from other co-workers, but they were just semi-stupid, unbelievable ones. My manager is going to think I'm crazy, so I don't know if I should tell what happened? Is this all in my head?