“Here’s a story for you. I’m not sure if it was a ghost, but it was weird enough for me to wonder.
I’m in the car quite a bit as I travel for work, and my territory covers three states. Not long ago, I was about half an hour into a two-hour drive on Highway 64 West, just past Apex, NC. It was about nine in the morning, and it was POURING. The wind was roaring, and every now and then thunder rumbled in the distance. This stretch of highway had no exit ramps, no crossroads, and no houses, just fields and trees.
As I was driving, I noticed a man standing on the shoulder of the highway. I was at least a mile away, but because of the hills I could see pretty far. At first I thought he was a construction worker, but there were no other people were around, no equipment, no road work signs, nothing. The man never moved. He just stood there in the pouring rain.
As I got closer, I saw he was wearing old-fashioned overalls and one of those old white construction hats that kind of look like a bucket. He was completely soaked and was facing west, looking up the road away from me. Though it poured, the man just stood on the shoulder of the road. He didn’t move once. Cars in front of me switched over to the left lane as they passed him, so I know other drivers noticed him. Not once did the man turn his head to look at the cars or lift an arm to shield his face from the rain. He just stood there, arms hanging at his sides.
I watched the man as long as I could, continuing to check my rear view mirror until I could no longer see him. It was the strangest thing. I have never heard of any part of that highway that might be haunted. I did a quick Google search when I got home that evening, but no luck. Odd.”
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See also: “The Woman in the Rain“