That Strange Feeling

This incident happened last year on the 20th of December.

I was returning from work and was already late. The path to my home from the workplace is somewhat remote. Not much public transports go to that part of our area. As I grew up here that's why I am habituated to living here. I was never scared to commute to and fro from my workplace to my home at any time of day or even at night.

I somehow managed to take an autorickshaw that agreed to drop me at a place that was a bit far away from my home. It was no issue for me to walk up that much distance alone.

But, here comes the thing that everything just got so weird...

As soon as I got off the autorickshaw, I swear I felt like somebody else too got off along with me. Since my only aim was to get to home in no time, I didn't think of the matter much.

Now comes the weirder part...

The autorickshaw driver looked at me and then turned and looked behind at the backseat. He again looked at me and looked back. He did this 2 more times. I was quite amused at this behavior of his. I couldn't stop myself from asking him about this peculiar action.

And the reason he told me was pretty strange and confusing.

He said that when I took the auto, he clearly saw a girl, about the same height as me, getting in the auto... And yes, she sat beside me.

But now there's no one! And he clearly doesn't remember the girl getting off anywhere until we reached here.

So, where the heck did she go?!

I laughed a bit and brushed off the whole conversation and started to walk towards my home. I don't know how else to put this but to be very honest, there was something in the surrounding that day (night) that send chills straight down my spine.

I was damn sure that I wasn't ALONE! I wasn't walking ALONE!

While covering the whole distance, from the stoppage - to - my home, I constantly had this feeling of somebody being with me.

And once I got inside my home, don't know why... I turned back to... Uh, to have a look at something - or - at someone?!

But, again I had a feeling. This time different, though; I had the feeling of getting looked at, by someone, I don't know who; but by whoever was standing there, outside my house... On the other side of the road.

(Thank you for reading this guys, and hope that you all will pardon me for my poor English. Thank you once again.)