ONe night me nad my recent boyfriend were riding on his motorcycle with some friends. We stopped at the store 7-11 bacause thats were all the hott bikes meet up at.It had started raing..so we headed home. It was raingin really bad and the road was slippery. We were just about home when this homeless guy was laying on the sidewalk with his arm cut off. So we called 911. Then the ambulance came so we headed home. We were coming around a corner and the motorcycle had slipped..and we went flying. I had no helmet on and i got scrapped really bad.An older woman had seen what had happed and called 911. I woke up and i didnt know where i was. I looked around and noticed that i was in the hospital. The doctor said that we had crashed and i had gotten a concusion. He said that i had to stay in the hospital for about 2 weeks. Later that night my dad had left and the doctor left the room for the night so i could get some rest. Then i started hearing noises.Like clinking noises. I looked up and noticed a man behind the curtain by the bed next to me. He looked familar..like the man that we had stop to that had his arm cut off. I got really scared and didnt know what to do. He started walking closer and closer to me.He started to pick up a needle. I tryed to press the alert button for the nurse and i noticed that the wire was cut. Luckly my brother walked in and the guy dissapeard. I demanded that i leave the hospital and be recovered at home. 1 year had passed and i never saw him again.