This is not a pleasant account of my experience but, the paranormal is not always pleasant. About 5 years ago, I worked as a security guard in a condo building close to Waikiki beach in Honolulu, Hawaii. I did the regular security patrols and what have you. I was doing that job in the same building for about 6 months and during my patrol one of the rooms I had to go into was the trash room, a large room that had trash dumpsters filled with all the trash from the tenants of the building. People would bag up their trash and throw it down the trash shoot and, it would go directly into the big dumpster.
For some reason every time I would go into that room, I would start to feel very uneasy. I always felt strange in that room and I always felt like someone was in there watching me. I could just feel someone's eyes on me' Although I knew I was the only one in the room. One evening the chief of security was on property and he and I were talking. I told him for some reason, I felt uneasy whenever I was in the trash room during my patrols. That is all I told him. I never mentioned to him that I also felt like there was someone in the room watching me.
He looked at me and started telling me why I felt so uneasy in there. He told me that many years ago a man and his wife lived in one of the condo apartments in the building. One night the man came home and for some unknown reason, this man killed his wife and chopped her arms, legs and, head off and put her in trash bags and stuck the bags in the trash shoot. When the maintenance crew went into the trash room the next morning to take out the filled dumpster, one of them saw a trash bag with either an arm or leg sticking out of it and one of the crew called the police. As he told me this he also stated that they found the poor woman's all except for her head. her head has never been found to this day. He said to me that a few other guards said they felt a strange feeling of being watched when they were in the trash room as well
Now I understood why I felt like I was being watched whenever I go into that room. Maybe this poor woman was there in spirit just looking at me and watching me hoping I would maybe help her find the rest of her body, or maybe her spirit was afraid to move on because part of her was still missing.