Ghost of the past

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I'm endlessly wandering across those corridors. This building used to be my high school, a long time ago. I've heard it was haunted. A student, filled with despair and sadness, would have killed himself here, and his ghost would still be here. So I decided to find them. I explore the classrooms, one by one, trying to get him. But he is never there. At certain times, hundreds of spirits are here. Some go to the classrooms, others aim for the library. I have no idea who they are, but I know for sure none of them is the one that killed himself. This is HIM, I'm looking for. I want to tell him he isn't alone. That I understand him. Does he really haunt his school? I think yes. I'm sure he is still here.
Then, one day, I noticed a beautiful girl. For a reason I ignored, I followed her to the rooftop. Once there, I saw her crying, whispering a name, before jumping. Shocked by what I have just witnessed, I rushed to her body. I tried to take her in my arms when I saw her spirit. When she saw me, she started to cry again then smiled.

"I told you I would join you." She said. "Come. You don't need to haunt our school now. You are no longer alone."

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