Confession by Angie, written by Eugene Tay
This is a story told to me by someone who used to work at the Institute of Mental Health. She wasn't born with the third eye but it was opened for her. She was still a very young nurse when she first started working there and for one of the wards, it was a well known section where the patients are actually mentally sound. Their caregivers put them in there because there's just something odd about their behaviour that isn't accepted by society.
One of this patient was an elderly man. Well spoken. No violent tendencies. The more senior nurses told her to just go in, do what she need to do and leave. Don't look him in the eye, don't talk to him, just go.
This made her even more curious. She went in to check on him but decided to take a peek from the corner of her eye. She saw him smiling at her. Not in a creepy way. More in a kindly fashion to say, "thank you."
She thought it would be impolite to ignore him so she turned to return his smile. It was just be a smile and she would be off, she told herself. What kind of person would just ignore someone and walk away. She couldn't do that.
"Nurse Angie, thank you," he said.
She nodded at him and left. After she left, she realised that it was her first week on the job and she didn't have her name tag, and she didn't not introduce herself to him, so how could he have known?
The next day she checked in on him again, she felt more at ease. All that warnings that the senior nurses had told her, she reckoned, it must be just to scare her as a new staff. It's probably one of the harmless ragging that they do around here.
He was sitting up and reading, when she got in. He smiled at her again. She smiled back. Meeting his eyes this time.
"It's a noble career," he said, "you shouldn't doubt yourself."
She looked at him confused.
"You took up nursing because you felt like you couldn't take care of your grandmother, but now that you did, you are beginning to doubt your decision. Don't."
This time she was really curious. It was like this man could read into her mind. So she approached him and they got to talking. She learned from the conversation that they had that the man, Uncle Jimmy, could tell people's future just by looking at them. While you may think that that is a gift, it is not something he can turn off.
He also told her that her grandmother was still around. Angie broke down crying at that point. She's been very close to her grandmother and was guilty about not being able to take care of her in the last few years of her life when she was battling cancer.
The man asked if she would like to see her grandmother and Angie replied yes without hesitation. Jimmy asked Angie to come closer to him and close her eyes. She don't know what he did, but she felt a sensation like someone blowing into her face.
She still had her eyes closed when she heard her senior nurse coming in and telling Jimmy to behave himself as she pulled Angie out. Angie for her part got reprimanded for not listening to her seniors. When she retold her story to them, the nurses looked at each other, unsurprised. They all admitted that they have no idea how Jimmy know about each of their lives intimately like he was with them the whole time or in their minds, but that really freaked everyone out.
That night Angie couldn't sleep. Her room was fully air-conditioned but she tossed and turned, feeling her whole body was hot. At first it came as a whisper; it was familiar. Then she closed her eyes and focused on the voice and in her mind's eye she was able to see her grandmother in her room. She could see her grandmother's mouth moving but she couldn't hear anything. When Angie tried to get closer to the the vision, the ghost of grandmother just faded away.
That was the first incident, and since then, she was able to hear voices and if she concentrates hard enough she thinks that she can actually see these spirits.
Angie was posted out about about a year later and she hasn't seen or heard about Jimmy since. The new nurses working them have no idea who he is either. It's almost like he's been erased from the records.
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