
The school looks ordinary
yes, but it will be scary at night. Like there is a figure
do not want the hallways to be illuminated. There is a student with a body
blistering in the corner of the corridor. The student died in flames. That incident is already
ten years ago.
The morning mood
as usual, bright with the morning sun. The students have just started
they came in their new uniforms. Raisa noticed the sight
that beautiful. He remembered the old school days. Raisa smiled faintly recalling
that time.
In a room, several teachers were gossiping. They talk about strange events that they often experience. Haven't
again accidents that often become their fruits. Conferred spirit
accidents are always haunting. Looking for her scattered limbs and often haunt the teachers at school. Old teachers must know the story, let alone the story about the school.
Farides. The maths teacher, also a senior teacher, was seen walking down the corridor as he cradled several maps and books in
his face could have been with that makeup
enough to make the students not wart. Farida was a killer teacher at the school.
Raisa turned her gaze and walked into the teacher's room.
“Good morning..”.
Raisa greeted the other teacher.
“Pagi..” Answer
them.
“Introduce me Raisa,
Ma'am. New honorary teacher.”
“Oh, welcome, ma'am
Raisa's. Nice to meet mom.”
“Sama-sama, Bu.”
Raisa walked towards
the chair was told yesterday. He put the files and
books on the table. Then some of his books were placed in Buffett
already provided. Raisa was sitting on a wooden chair that had been seen for a long time. Exists
a name carved with a knife there. Tiara's. Raisa took it with
right right and that hand was noticed by a teacher named Lenny.
“That was the former table ma'am
Tiara.” Said telling.
Raisa just smiled
and nod.
“Oh yes, my name is ma'am
Lenny.” Said the older woman. Lenny taught at school
that was for ten years.
“What is Tiara
already retired?”
Lenny was silent,
then he got up from his seat and approached Raisa's table.
“Bu Tiara already
died!” His words surprised Raisa.
“Death?”
“Husst..”
Raisa frowned
his forehead and feeling confused about what Miss Lenny means.
“Already bell,
I'd better get to the classroom.”
“Good, Bu.” Said Raisa
getting up from his chair. Raisa also goes into the classroom.
Lenny, woman
47 Years old. Teachers who have served for ten years are often faced with strange things
which is very scary. Makes kudu fur continue to creep. Where the blistering body figure asks
please him. Not to mention the seven students who died horribly. That spirit
keep walking at school.
”I'm scared, Mom. Yesterday I saw the sighting.” said
a teacher who was chatting that afternoon. Nia, a teacher who has only been teaching for five months
from outside the city was disturbed. He was very scared when he was teaching hours
afternoon.
”I also often see more terrible than
that.”ujar the other teacher.
”I'm so scared, Miss Lenny.”
”Already, Miss Nia. Berdo’a only. Hopefully nothing.” Lenny's advice. Nia was just gnashing her bitter spit.
“Iya, mom. Me too
never seen a pale figure on the third floor. Iiiihhh.. serem.” Badriah.
A religious teacher who is now 50 years old.
“Istighfar, Bu.” Utter
“Iya, Mom. I'm into
classroom XIII 10 first, Bu.” said Nia later.
The other teachers
also disperse and enter their respective classes. The school corridor became
deserted. The sky turned dark too. It was cloudy and it looked like it was going to rain.
Raisa is also
asked to teach that afternoon to hold his body. The cold wind pierced
his skin. The concentration of students learning in the room also became crumbling.
The classroom became dark and gripping. The rain started to fall. Deras
wetting the building below. Make small trenches and unite on
big wall.
Raisa sat up
and opened his eyes for a moment. The classroom changed in an instant
just. He did not see his students but other students with
flat and pale face. Their eyelids are blackened with a pseudo-view.
Raisa shuddered and suddenly her whole body was goosebumps. The students are like
wanted to strangle him with sharp nails. Suddenly he was stuck
when someone calls his name.
“Bu Raisa!”
Raisa also woke up
from a momentary sleep. He looked confused and astonished. He opened his eyes
slowly and noticed his already deserted classroom.
“Bu Raisa why
sleeping here?” ask mom Nia astonished.
“I overslept, Mom.
Sorry..”
“Kids are already on
home.” Said Nia again.
It's raining outside already
redah and leave the cold. Raisa got up from her chair and took her
his books.
“Let's go out, bu.”
Take Nia later.
They're out
walk in the corridor. Again, Nia wondered why Raisa could
sleeping in the classroom.
“Why mom can
overslept?” ask Nia again.
“I don't know, Mom.
That feeling I didn't sleep. But I saw something strange.”
“Any? Strange how
mean it?” Nia started to wonder.
“Ah, stop, Mom.
No need to tell me. Later make the atmosphere so bad.”
“Tell me, Mom.
I want to know the story.”
Raisa was silent for a moment
while putting his feet. The sound of shoes echoed that afternoon.
“I saw
terrible students!”
“Gruesome?”
“What is this school
have a dark history, Mom?”
Nia bit
his lips and paused for a moment. He looked at Raisa's face fixedly, then
vows.
“Usually the occurrence
what's terrible at this school, ma'am. About seven students who died
sad and a schoolgirl who died in flames.”
Raisa mangosteen
and shudder. His hair began to creep when he kissed the shoulder of frankincense
passing in his nose.
“It's good soon
we're home, Ma'am.” Raisa said scared.
“Iya, Mom. Me too
start goosebumps.” Nia hurriedly stepped out her legs and headed towards the parking lot. It
turn on the motor and leave the school immediately. There is Raisa who
walk down the corridor to his dorm.