I was lying in bed one night when I felt something brush my foot. It was a little silver charm—a miniature angel. I was perplexed, but put it in my wallet for good luck.
Twelve years later, while living abroad, I attended our business party.

A female I met for the first time peered at me and said I seemed familiar. I told her she must be mistaken because I had never seen her before, and I had relocated to France from the United States about a year ago.

As we talked, I noticed her necklace—it had a charm identical to mine, although it was gold. I went to check my wallet, but my charm had vanished. I felt an odd cold and went to look for her again, but she had disappeared.

I never saw her again. I described her to my coworkers, hoping to learn who she was, but no one remembered seeing her at the party. I still get shivers just thinking about this story.