She came up to the third floor at the end of the work day. Her boss asked her to close up at nine. A quiet settled on the store, the kind of eerie quiet when the space is bereft of any soul. However, on this night, this wasn’t exactly true. There, by the electrical room sat a young man who didn’t even acknowledge her presence. He wasn’t a customer, at least not from this era, as his appearance would vanish right in a matter of seconds. I stood listening to her story, about the ghost, who seemed to reflect the furniture store’s previous owners. It was called MacDonald’s, a seed and feed store, and now, almost a hundred years later, patrons and employees alike still claim that customers from the past are still visiting to this day. Scientists disagree. They believe something in the electrical room probably stimulated her temporal lobe.
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