A cloud of smoke at school
AND I was in second grade when it happened, I thought there was a ghost in the toilet, so I was very scared, I was so scared that my friends had to go with me. The school was called Bryn Coch and was once a Victorian hospital! So I was going to the bathroom with my best friend Kelly, and I walked into the stall when the lights flickered on. I told Kelly “Ghost Help”, Kelly just said it was electricity and I ran out immediately. When I reached the hallway leading to class, I stopped, then stopped abruptly, chills running from my shoulders down my spine. Kelly was about 1 meter away from me. I saw a huge plume of smoke disappear through the wall! This was the first time I saw a ghost! I ran to class crying when the teacher shouted, “There's no such thing as ghosts!”
I know teachers tell us not to worry, right?
Hotels and death spells
Ffirst of all, hotels seem to be some of the most haunted places in the world. I participated, not in many, but in several. If you have been to a haunted hotel, write about it in a comment. My story begins in an aged motel in Scotland. We were on our way to visit a friend named Sarah. My mother was staying at the hotel and booked us in for one night. When we got to the hotel, I felt very frigid and started coughing.
Later that night I dreamed that my mom and I were huddled in the bathroom. A ghostly girl could be seen through the door (it was one of those limpid doors from the aged hotel). She shook herself and went to the bathroom. She was chanting strange spells and words I didn't recognize. I saw the knob turn and then I woke up.
I took a deep breath and turned on the lightweight. Nothing was observable. Later that morning, my mother said I had a coughing fit during the night. She said she was very worried about me because my forehead was sultry. When we checked out of the hotel, I immediately felt better.
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Pulled chair
AND several events happened to me that I cannot explain. But there's something I'll never explain. It was a hot summer day and I was sitting in my room minding my own business. My parents were at work and asked me to keep an eye on everything in the yard, and I agreed to keep an eye on everything. My oldest brother was watching TV, I was just reading a story on the computer, and soon I felt like someone had pulled my chair back. I almost fell out of it. Fortunately, I didn't do that. I looked around my room to see if anyone was there, but there was no one. No one could have been in my room unless they walked past me because my door is next to the computer and my brother was in the living room watching TV but no one else was in my room.
I continued reading and felt my hair being pulled. It hurt and I screamed. It takes a lot to make me start screaming. I looked around and there was no one there. I looked out the window and saw some goats. They weren't allowed in the yard, so I told my brother, but I didn't tell him what happened because I knew he, of all people, wouldn't believe his 14-year-old sister. He went and started shooting at them and they left. I always felt a strange but safe and sound presence in my room… I guess I'll never know.