64 (Own Experience)

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My own experience.

Back then when I was is last year of elementary me and my friends like to eat outside our classroom in the floor because it doesn't bother us 'cause it's tiles, our room is in the second floor and we sit in circles every time we eat.

That time I sat facing the way in the stair and then one of our gay friend decided to joke around and we become noisy which was not good because our teacher always warned us to be quite especially if it 12 o'clock but that time we couldn't stop laughing.

After some moment we heard the faucet inside our classroom open so we stop laughing and look at each other confuse because the reason why we eat outside our classroom is our teacher close it 'cause she don't like us to mess around inside.

So no one was inside the classroom, my gay friend sat again and laugh nervously and we continue eating in silent.

We become more nervous again when one of my friend who sat across me said "guys did you heard that?" of course we heard nothing so we shrugged it off and finish eating while she explains that she heard someone running either behind her the stairs or in the classroom.

After finishing our meal we tried to act normal and talk to each other again and we forgot that we're scared for a moment and we become noisy again.

I stop laughing when I saw something run up the stair and jump off the balcony, my body shake out of scared. I saw a black figure like almost smoke in a shape of a human.

I know my friends heard the footsteps too and we're too scared to move especially me who saw the figure. My friends run after hearing the faucet turn on again, one of my friend hold my hand to drag me out of that place but I was too scared to move and I'm chubby so she let go of my hand and run too.

I close my eyes and move my body in a fetus position while covering my ears because the faucet sound become louder, for a moment there I know something was walking toward me but dissappear when one of my friend came back to help me.

She help me get up and run down the stair and we left our bags, none of us talk about it again but we never eat our meal outside our classroom again.

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