I wish I could forget

When I was a freshman in college, I had a psychology course. I was a terrible student, and my grades were suffering. One night, I was walking through the hallway when I saw a guy in front of me, wearing a jacket. I knew that jacket. It was the jacket of one of my classmates in my psychology class. <br><br>I knew this guy from my childhood. He lived in the same town as me. We would have gone to the same school, but he went to a different one. He was kind of weird. He had an obsession with a girl at school and would follow her home. His mom would drive us to school, and he was always quiet. <br><br>When he started school at the new school, he didn't do well. He got in trouble and had to be put in a special school for children with learning disabilities. His mom had to move and he was no longer at our school. <br><br>The guy I saw in the hallway was him. He had his mom's phone in his pocket and I was able to get his phone number from the phonebook. I was still terrified and decided to go to the dean of students and report what I had just seen. <br><br>I never heard from him again, but my roommate said she heard the sound of a guy sneaking into the bathroom at night. We both decided to go to the dean of students to see if he was still in the school. The next day we were sitting in class and the door opened. It was him, wearing the jacket. We both freaked out. The door was locked and he was sitting in his seat. We were the only two in the class, and he didn't take off his jacket. He just sat there and stared at me. I never got to go to that class again. He would always stare at me, and I had to sit in a different seat. <br><br>I don't know what happened after that. I just know he didn't go to that class again. I hope he's in a good place. He's been gone for 11 years and I never heard anything about him.