The Ghost of Our School
Hey, wake up! You will be late for school,” said my mother as she woke me up. I yawned and got out of bed. I fresh ened up and went to have breakfast. As I went down to my school van, I thought it was great to be back at school with all my friends, but I was wrong, because that very day the ghost of our school made an appearance.
In the morning, it seemed very normal to be back at school. In this busy state, everything was normal until tiffin break time. We went to the chapel to play, where we found a crowd around the door which connected the playground in front of the school gate and the chapel.
They said, “We hear noises coming from that door. We think that there is a ghost.” Almost all of our class was there. My friend said, “Let’s hear the ghost or whatever it is. You look in from the keyhole while I put my ear near the door and try to hear the ghost.” So, we did that.
I looked out from the keyhole; nobody was there, but my friend came running, screaming, “It was a horrifying voice…it said, ‘Who are you? What are you doing in my school?’” As we found out later, or as we thought, our school has more than one ghost.
Now back to the story. I thought it was very horrifying, but it was only the beginning of the days of horror that would lie in wait for us.
We started to investigate. Again, in the chapel, something happened. There were spaces in the chapel where we rest sometimes and relax. My friend once did that. After coming out of that space, she said, “My breath stopped, and I only escaped narrowly.”
Then suddenly, we thought that a painting moved, and then we saw paintings and statues moving in our school. It was not very pleasant to think that our school has ghosts.
Then slowly, we forgot about it. Afterwards, some of our classmates saw ghosts. It was rather peculiar that, quite by chance, we found the name of a ghost. It was Saint Jo. We think he was killed in a bomb accident in Mexico while trying to make a school for boys, and we rather think Saint Joseph’s came from Saint Jo. Quite creepy, right?
All kinds of rumours and tales came up on this Ghost Quest thingy. My friend said, “Our school is made on a graveyard.” Another one said, “I saw this and that and this and that.” Now believe it or not, I saw something myself too. I saw smoke come out of simply nowhere. It was both mysterious and very creepy. It seemed that smoke came out of thin air.
Now some very peculiar things began to happen. Three of my friends received messages or keys marked ‘the four friends’. Now I said three, right? Who was the fourth then? Well, that was me. I did not receive anything, but it was me. I don’t know how. There wasn’t any word to explain this. This was the last thing we have seen of the ghost.
At the chair room in our school, we heard sounds, and one chair turned clockwise by itself. Then the sisters said not to enter the room. The sisters and teachers kept an eye on us and didn’t let us enter the room. Even the teachers believed in this ghost thing!
And I, for one, believe there is something going on. Because there are even videos that show there is a ghost in our school. This is most peculiar, for the sign of this ghost thing is very mysterious and peculiar, but we’ve seen no further signs of this ghost.
