Our ghost stories
Mild : Do you believe in mystic story?
Jack : If you say “no” please don’t disrespect even if it haven’t theory to prove it.
Minnie : If you say “yes” I have some story to tell you.
Mild : Let’s start with Minnie!
Minnie : I will tell a story about ghosts in school which each school would have a ghosts story, right?. I don't have met myself but this story had widespread. The last decade, A classroom on the top floor and in the end every morning the housekeeper opened the classroom door at 5 am. One day she will open the door she heard children talking in a room that she open onto a room, but did not perceive anything then she get out a room. She vision through the window and saw the child emerge on the table that she was shocking because a child attribute was headless! Housekeeper went to tell the teacher who administer for the classroom. The next day, student and teacher of the room go to the temple to make merit then never see the child again. This room is the room I was a …show more content…
Some people called superstition. It’s a complex thing. This story began in one day before sport day at my high school. In that day, students dress rehearsal for the stand cheer. It have 5 colors are red, yellow, purple, blue and pink. At that time, I still on my class room, which near a stand cheer. Unexpectedly, I heard scream sound then I opened the door. I saw 10 students on the ground. They did Thai dance and walked around the ground. Some student on the stand cheer convulsed. It not only one student, more 20 students convulsed. Teachers and volunteer carried them to the clinic. I very scared ,goose bump and stressful. Eventually, it have a rumor about event in yesterday. Someone told students convulsed because Red color used concept about a slave and military in King Rama V, but they didn’t respected in their concept.I don’t know it real or not because they don’t have an evidence
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It was after the recital which id been waiting outside of since the start. It was dark, so dark I couldn't see the whisky bottle i had been drinking from. Finally, after waiting for a long while kids started to exit the school. I think i must of been pretty drunk because the youngest Finch child looked like a ham. When the kids got on their way I began to follow them. I don’t know how but i guess they heard me and stopped. Lucky for me it was dark enough that they couldn’t see me. They stopped again, but this time they screamed something. Maybe they saw someone they knew but i just ignored it. The third time they stopped i went for it. I snatched them up and mashed and squished at the ham shaped child. Then the boy came a shoved her out of my arms. I chuckled at the boy. He was so small and scrawny, it was hysterical that he thought he could fight me. I let him struggle for a little and then i pushed him to the ground. His elbow hit the concrete and made a loud crack. After that a strange man came out of nowhere. Ha came at me with a knife of some sort and before i could fight back i was up against the tree and everything went
We left and I said why don’t we just bury him in the ground. We did, we were all so glad we got rid of it. We back to my house and slept for a long time. I woke up and saw the mummy, I said Lukas, we have to go get that mummy. Me and Lukas went grabbed the mummy and snuck in the incinerate place and burned the mummy. We went back, and went to bed. We woke up and never told anyone what happen. A YEAR GOES BY, at the dance on friday the thirteenth there are rumors that the first 5 people to leave the dance would be haunted or followed by a mummy. But after a while we weren 't having fun so we planned on leaving. Were walked in the hallway’s to leave the dance. that if you leave the first 5
Like clockwork we begin our studies. We were working on a project and I was feeling pretty confident about it. As we were busy working a teacher came in looking distraught; I had figured that a student had gotten into a fight in the hallway and she needed some help breaking them up considering all the commotion outside. After she received the news my teachers face had turned white, as if she had seen a ghost. She had calmly walked to the TV, as if in disbelief of the events that had happen, and
As I looked around, I saw three decrepit coffins in the backyard, opened, with three bodies in them: one for Mr. Johnson, Mrs. Johnson, and one for the dog. I thought to myself, “are they dead? Have they been murdered?” I really did not know, but as I walked passed the coffins to get my ball, I saw Mr. Johnson’s chest rise and fall. I was freaked out, so I snached my ball and ran over to the fence and climbed for my life. After I made it to the other side, I told all of the boys about my horrifying experience. They did not believe me at first, but one by one, they looked over the fence to see the living graveyard. Even after March 10th, we were still in astonishment to see the Johnson family sleep in their coffins at night. We eventually came to terms with the weird occurrence, but we did not know why the dog never attacked us on the first day that we went over to the Johnson’s. So one day, we went over to
1. In the article "Whispers From The Grave" by, Katia Bachko the question is raised why do ghost stories interest people so much? People are interested in ghost stories because of the stories are entertaining. "In part, ghost stories are a good source of harmless entertainment" (Bachko 7). This shows that people are very interested in ghost stories, because the stories are very entertaining to people when bored and have nothing to do. Also people are drawn to ghost stories is because of guessing how it's fake. "Part of the fun is guessing how it might be faked" (Bachko 7). This shows that people are drawn to these stories because of guessing on how the stories are fake, so that the shows are interesting and fun to watch. In conclusion people
As I walked to my classroom through the lying leaves, it gave some cracking noises. When I entered the room, I saw pictures hanging on the blue wall. I sat down in a wood tables with two Vietnamese girls, and hoping that they would help me with english in class. When I asked the girl sitting next to me for help, she
Back in the 1900s there was a rumor going around the small town of Jefferson that there was a haunted house back in the woods that nobody has ever been to in about 75 years. On May 24, 1922, 3 kids named Ashley, Billy, and Cody put it to the test to see if they could find this house that everyone had been talking about. When they found the house after 4 hours of searching for it, all 3 kids walked up to the house. From the outside the house was very scary, big bushed not trimmed down, veins running down every window that they could see, and a big door that had not been painted or touched in a really long time. As Cody knocked on the door they got a little frightened at the sight of the door opening by itself when Cody knocked. “The house already
It was a late cloudy Saturday off day at the end of September. It was just a week before the opening of the haunted house , Dominoe had no told anyone of her plan for that day . Dominoe had set up a schedule for the medium brother and sister to show up at around four. She wanted to get some kind of permission and keep it secret at the same time for what she was about to do . She walked to the part of the school that she dreded , she bumped into Ms. Candie Rivet , the casting room director . Ms. Candie has been a volunteer for years there , her son was brought to the school for help . During her sons time in learning she devoted her time to helping raise money to keep the school open . She had redish short blonde hair in her fifties . She also had keys to both the haunt and the active school. “ Can I help you sweetie ?” She said with a smile , she had so much sweetness in her. “ Hi I'm Dominoe the exective director of the
Dear Diary: Today was Halloween and I had on my witch costume. It was also the first time that I went inside the Westing house. My friend Doug Hoo bet me that if I stayed in the house, he would give me two dollars for each minute I was inside the house. Even though I didn’t want to, I walked up to the Westing mansion. When I lifted my quivering hand to the door, I thought to myself, “I only have to stay in here for thirteen minutes because twenty-five dollars will pay for a newspaper subscription” Clutching my mom’s cross in my hand, I hesitantly walked inside. The room closest to me had a few billiard tables. I grabbed a billiard cue to protect myself and crept up the steps. As I reached the top of the steps, an
I was walking around the halls of what seemed to be a school. It was not my high school and looked a lot like the basement of Beatty Hall at Loyola. I couldn't find the classroom I was looking for and no one else around me was looking for the same class. There was no one around me to help locate my destination. I finally found the correct room and took a left into the
On November 18 at 10:30 AM I had agreed with Alicia’s teacher to let me in the classroom for just about 20 minutes so I could observe her for my early childhood education class. I told her that I wouldn’t be using the real child’s name and that I was just going to observe her movements and what she did while in school. As soon as I came in the classroom I saw the classroom full of colors like pink, green, red, orange, yellow and much more. The classroom was also full of bulletin boards about the season and about the latest holiday witch in that time was Thanksgiving. and pictures of the children and their families that were places in front of their cubbies. I also saw different types of books like "The very hungry caterpillar" and "The five
As I headed up stairs, the Landlady stays down stairs so instead of going to my room I head to Gregory and Mr. Mulholland's room on the trird story. I open the door and it makes a high pitched squeaky noise, as I go in it is dark and silent and it smells like a graveyard. I look around and find a candle I quickly light the candle and look around I see the two boys in there beds with their eyes wide open, but they say nothing so
It had all began in middle school. There was the rumor of a ghost in the gym. Being the overconfident jackass that Aomine is, he went to check it out. He jumped out of his skin when the ghost called out to him. Aomine looked up and what he saw was an ordinary boy that looked at him with a blank face. Aomine's heart seemed to beat just a little bit faster.
Anyway the story begins when I was going into a haunted house with my friend . I was wearing a reaper costume.we got half way through the haunted house then a clown jumps out at us and he had a knife, so we did not stick around to find out what he wanted. The clown chased us out of the haunted house and chased us for 30 minutes, so we were jumping fences.