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It was 3AM. The hour of the devil. Zadie and her two besties, Libby and Kayla, wanted to do something creepy. The played truth or dare, and as Zadie chose dare, Libby had something huge in store for her. 

Z: Zadie, L: Libby, K: Kayla

*2:50 AM*

Z: Hmm... I choose dare. But don't do anything creepy! I hate it!

L: Ohh, we'll see about that. I dare you to do that new Bloody Mary thing.

Z: Never heard of it. What happens?

K: Apparently, one of the stories says that when Mary was little, there was some disease that made people drop dead. Sometimes they wouldn't even be dead, so everytime they buried someone in a coffin, the person inside would have a string attached to their hand, and that string would be strung to a stick with a bell near their grave. So if the person inside wasn't actually dead, they would pull the string, then the bell would ring, and the people would dig that person out. So one day, Mary sadly got infected. She was buried, just like the rest. Few days after they buried her, she woke up. She pulled and pulled the string, but no one heard her. She pulled so much that the stick fell, along with the bell. She started to scream and scratch the coffin until her fingers were bleeding. She even started scratching herself. And then she took her last breath. A while later her parents came to visit her grave, but got shocked when they saw the stick and bell on the ground. They immediatly started digging her up, while tears were filling their eyes, having hopes that their dear, dear daughter might still be alive. But it was too late. Those tears weren't tears of happines anymore. After they opened the coffin, they saw Mary's face all bloody and scratched.

L: Soo, if you go to the bathroom, light a candle, and say Bloody Mary three times, she will come AND SCRATCH YOUR EYES, SCRATCH YOU UNTIL YOUR DEAD!

Z: Guys, I don't think I wanna do this. It's not safe at all!

L: It wont even work. Trust me! If you won't do it, you will have to call your crush-

Z: Fine! I'll do it! But record me. I want to see it later.

*2:59 AM*

Z: I found the candle. Guys, record me now!

Zadie walked into the bathroom, set down the candle and took a deep breath. 

*3:00 AM*

L: Here she goes!

Z: Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary.

Nothing happened for a while. Zadie turned around to leave, but took one last look at the mirror. She suddenly froze.

K: Zade? You okay?

Z: G-g-guys? Do you see that?

L: See what? Zadie, stop playing around. You're really freaking me out. Let's go to sleep now. It's really late.

Zadie kept staring at the mirror. She saw a lady, about average height. Her shoulder-lenght black hair was all messy. The lady's face was pale, scratched and bloody. Her mouth was wide open. Slowly, her hand started to reach out to Zadie. But then, she just disapeared. Zadie was fas terrified. 

K: Zadie! Just come now! You must've been imagining things! 

*Next day, Sunday. 8:00 AM*

Zadie walked into the bathroom after her friends left, still terrified. The candle was on the floor, scratched and bloody. She immediatly threw it out of the window. 

*Monday. 8:00 AM, School*

Z: Miss Stone? May I go to the bathroom please?

MS: Yes, but be quick about it!

Z: Sure!

As Zadie walked into the bathroom, she looked into the mirror, and then screamed, as two long skinny hands reached out to  grab her.

*8:37 AM*

MS: Why is Zadie still not here? Miss Kiana, please go tell Zadie that she come right now, or else she will get detention!

Kiana: Yes Miss Stone!

As Kiana opened the door to the bathroom, her heart lept out of her throat. Zadie was on the floor, with her eyes scraped out, her face all scratched and bloody. She was dead. Kiana ran as fast as she could into the classroom.

Kiana: Miss! Zadie killed herself!

Libby and Kayla looked at each other, horrified.

L: Could it be-?

K: No way!

L: I'm so stupid! Why did I do that dare?

K: It's ok. Who cares about Zadie anyways?

L: Kayla! OMG, you fake friend!

As the class walked to the classroom, all they could see was a message on the mirror, written in blood: „Kayla and Libby, I will be watching you.

From that day on, that bathroom was closed forever. Few years later, a girl really had to go pee. She couldn't find any toilets nearby, so she went in the closed bathroom.

The girl went missing not long after. Legend says that she haunts that bathroom with Zadie...

!DISCLAIMER!

Don't try the Bloody Mary challenge at home. The characters are completely fictional. 

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 05, 2023 ⏰

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