Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

One day my friends (Ashley, Austin, Jackson). We went to this old school to play on the playground. Ha-ha, I know it’s kinda childish but we were really bored. So we saw a broken window and stupid us climbed in. You know typical old school. Couple of old broken windows, old desk, very dusty, chalk bored, you know the usual. Everything was how you would expect it to be. But their was one pink piece of chalk on the board. So we wrote our names on the chalk board you know for a joke. We thought about going into the hall way up stairs but got creeped out and left. We all got home (which was down the street at around 11 am.

A couple of hours later Ashley got scared about leaving her name on the board. *Note we live in a small town and everyone knows everyone. So we went back to erase our names. Ashley and I climbed in the window.

The first thing we saw was all the desks had been pushed do the middle of the room, and paper was all around the room. And our names were erased. And we were like What?

That’s not the freaky part by the way.

So we thought someone was messing with us, so we set off to tell the fool that they couldn’t scare us. Both of us turned the flashlights on, on our phones for some extra lighting (it was 3 pm, not night time by the way). Both of our phones turned off at the same time.

Still… not the freaky part.

So we are standing there in the dark… at 3pm! So we started heading towards the door, I mean we’re not going to stand in the dark? So we went back to the room we entered at first and we heard foot steps on the second level. We yelled ha-ha, the jokes over. Then it got ice cold. Outside it was 98 degrees. So we got freaked and went to the window to get the heck out. I was the first one out.

Then behind me Ashley yelled “Something’s got my legs!” I pulled and pulled finally she come out. I looked back as we were running and all those desk in the middle of the room were back in a straight line not in the middle of the room.

I looked down at my hand and a huge gash was on it. From my thumb to my middle finger. And nothing had even touched my hand.

Sent in by Victoria, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com

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