The Little Girl

This story was told to me by a friend of mine. Sorry if it's a long story. Some may find it scary, and some may not.

My friend used to work at the sushi restaurant in Woodbury called Akita. I'm sure most of you that live here in MN know where this restaurant is at. There is this one room in the back where employees take their lunch break.

My friend often took her lunch break in that room. While she was eating her lunch, she accidentally dropped some food on the ground. She didn't think nothing of it and tossed it into the trash, and that was that.

A few days later, she came home around 2AM. She got home and sat on the couch in the living room just to relax before heading to bed. Everyone was asleep by this time. While she was sitting there, the notebooks that were on the coffee table started flipping pages. Then the dishes on the dish rack in the kitchen started moving like someone was touching it. She got scared, so she went to sleep under the shrine in the living room for the night.

While she was under there and a blanket, she could hear footsteps running around her and the shrine. It sounded like little kids' running footsteps.

A few days had passed by. One night while she was showering. She saw someone tugging the shower curtains and playing peekaboo with her. She said it looked like a little girl. My friend hadn't told anyone about what been happening so far.

A month later, my friend and her parents took a trip to California to go visit their grandparents. While my friend was cooking in the kitchen, she saw the thing walk by in the corner of her eye. She got startled by it, and the hot cooking oil splashed and burned her hand.

While she was putting on bandages, her uncle came up to her and asked her what happened. She said that she accidentally burned herself, but then her uncle said he knew that something was up. He could sense that she was scared. She said it was nothing, but then he kept pushing her to tell him the truth. She finally told him that she thought that someone or something iwas following her, and that she saw it earlier, and it startled her, so that's why she got burned.

My friend's uncle is a shaman by the way. He then smiled. He said he could sense it since they arrived to his house. They prepared a little ceremony, and he did his shaman stuff. He then asked her questions about where she worked and what had been happening.

She told him that she works at a restaurant in MN. He then asked her if she'd dropped any food while eating. She said yes, only a few times.

Her uncle told her that it was a little girl about 8-10 years old. She was following her because she was the only one who fed her (dropping food on the ground) and acknowledged her. That's why she had been following her and wanted to be her friend. He said the little girl was murdered. She died near the water fountain thing in the back of Akita before they built the restaurant and other buildings. He said she didn't mean any harm but just wanted to be friends.

My friend's uncle told her that when they went home or when they get to the airport, for her to take off her shoes and put them on opposite (rau khau poj ntxoog) [wearing shoes like a troll], so the girl won't be able to see and follow her footsteps.

She did what her uncle told her, and now everything is back to normal. She continued working at Akita for another few years. This story happened awhile back. The little girl's spirit is still lost, and I hope she finds peace. Thanks for reading.

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