Ghosts Lie, Apparently

by Brandon

So, one of my friends, *Ryan, told my other friend, *Matt and I about this school, saying it was haunted. Initially, I somewhat doubted it. Now, I'm not a Ghost Hunter, or anything. In fact, I'm usually not involved with ghosts at all, but I decided to check out this school. It had been abandoned, due to under-enrollment, or something or other. Nope, no 'Fire' leaving countless lost souls. *Ryan did tell me a story about some girl killed in the locker room, getting impaled on a piece of metal, though I doubted it.

*Matt and I took the bus, getting off at the stop closest to the school, though we had to walk a bit to get to the school from there. We walked in, and began looking around. I told my friend to go look in the locker room, I would try communicating with the ghost. More or less, it ended up with me saying things like "Ghost, we want to talk with you." and getting no response. *Matt found a jagged piece of metal protruding from a locker, though no reports on any deaths in the school. We decided to leave, after figuring, well, there was no ghost.

We got back on the bus, and started jokingly 'Communicating' with the ghost. And then, something with three fingers slashed *Matt's window, though it was invisible. The window was fogged up, since it was Winter, which was the only way we saw the slashes. I was in the seat across, and I told the ghost 'Cool! Do that to my window!' Yes, seriously. After it didn't, I slid over to *Matt's seat. Just when I did, the words, 'Who will die first?' appeared in green on the back of the seat in front of us. *Matt said that whatever it was whispered my name in his ear, though either he made it up to feel better about himself, or apparently, ghosts lie, as I found out later.

I moved away, somewhat paranoid, shortly afterward. A year later, I got in contact with *Matt again, and he said that the ghost wouldn't leave him alone, waking him up at night, and scratching him. I haven't heard from him since. If he's dead or not, well, I'll leave that up to your imagination. I don't know myself. If you do know something about this, or have had a strikingly similar occurrence, post it in the comments.

*Actual names have been changed, for anonymity.

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