One night I was out with my old boyfriend Tim . We where driving on this road and I saw this old women crouching down on the side of the road. She look at me and put her finger to her lips telling me to shhh. I never said anything to him for a few weeks then one night he was telling about his old house in ny.and he used to see this women when he was a kid. As he got older the women would age too. That's when I told him about the women on the side of the road that shhh me. He describe her to the t . Later on that night I was in the kitchen washing a pan and I felt this cold boney finger on the side of my neck . I screamed bloody murder . It was him touching me but it didn't feel like his finger it was like she was telling me know I shouldn't have said anything