Was that you Marcos?

From: Marie Jo Cantuaria (mariejopink25@yahoo.com.br)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Rio Negrinho - SC - BRAZIL
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Fri Jun 29 11:35:55 2007

I have told before the story “ Some People Keep Their Promises”, from February in this website. An ex-workmate of mine have died about 4 years ago; he was very ill and did not get through it. When he was working with me he hurt my feelings by saying bad things about me to everyone; so I could not forgive him until he died; and I believe that that very night he came back to give me a sign he was around asking for forgiveness, maybe… ( read the story)

Well, the fact is that after his death, some strange occurrences still did happen in the office we worked. My other ex-workmate, Nete, she had some issues with this guy also as his wife tried to ruin her marriage by sending her flowers and other stuff trying to make Nete’s husband believe she was having an affair with other guy…

Marcos ( the name of my ex-workmate that died and which ghost we believe was bothering us); he did know everything but kept quiet as he loved to see some disturbing… Well, it all began about one month or less after Marcos have died.

Nete is the first person who gets in the office, as she has the keys and is the supervisor of all work. Our office had the main entrance door that leaded to the hall and then to the other small rooms or compartments with high room dividers in which we worked in. It was a kind of cabinet for each employee ( we were in 5) and each cabinet had half wood wall and half glass wall so that we could see each other while working. Nete had to open 3 more doors for each cabinet before getting to hers; and then, when she was opening the first one, she saw a person dressed in white in my room. She didn’t stare at the person actually; she only saw the person with the corner of her eye as she was distracted trying to open the door…

She said hello to the person and started talking to it, thinking it was me while she was opening the door, but then she remembered she was the only one who had the keys and I was not very used to get to work very early ( I actually used to get late to work everyday…).

She then remembered that all doors were locked and then she got chills all over her spine; and didn’t have courage enough to raise her head again and look at the white figure in my room. She then got down on her knees very scared and started crying as she thought that thing might have been a thief or worse… a ghost ( I think a thief would be worst)… She then started praying and called my boss immediately. My boss told her to not get into the rooms and keep on praying, as that was impossible for someone to be inside the rooms; they all thought it was a spirit ( they all believed hard in this kind of things)…

About 10 minutes later I got to work, and Nete was still sitting at the hall trying to hide from the figure… and told me everything… She was still crying and trembling… but when I looked into the rooms, there was nothing there… we all thought about Marcos…

Well, the next day, we were all gathered in the office and I was in my computer doing my work while my boss Ana, her sister Gabriela, her Mother Janete and Nete ( who is Ana’s sister-in-law); were having a meeting in the boss room, maybe talking about family stuff and also about Marcos and what had happened the day before. As Marcos worked with black magic before he died, and so did his wife and his mother is a sorcerer who still works with black magic nowadays; they all have called Mother Janete to made a cleaning in the office ( Mother Janete works with this kind of stuff either, and they have some religious spells and stuff they use to clean places that are full of bad spirits and so… this is part of Brazilian people beliefs and culture, they mix religion and black or white magic a lot…)

So, as I was in my computer doing my work, I heard a woman’s voice calling my name. I looked up and saw that I was alone in the front portion of the office, so the voice called my name again, but a little bit louder…. The strange part is that it said: Marie Jo… my name is Marie Jo, but normally friends and family call me just Marie, and only my boss and her family use to say the whole name… so thinking it was my boss; I walked to her room ( I had to cross all the small rooms, the hall and the showroom to get there) and asked all the women who called me…

They looked at me really puzzled and said: No one have called you…

When I said that I heard my name being called twice, they all got scared but kept talking about the cleaning… I actually didn’t see them cleaning the office from ghosts and spirits, but they said they did; and I think they did a good job because things like that never happened in the office again ...