The Freakies House (My 4th original Creepypasta)

Chapter 1-Hi, my name's Liu.

To this day, I honestly will not visit that place again. It has haunted me since the first time I went there. So.....here's my story.

          Hi. I'm Liu. Well, Liu Richardson to be exact. I am 16 years old and I was unlike most boys my age. I have a huge interest in horror and paranormal stuff. I find it interesting, haunting and sometimes scary. But, I had always wanted to try and go to haunted houses to see if the 'rumors' about them were true. I have done this about 12 times with my friends, so I was kind of an expert at that stuff. Oh, by the way, my group of friends actually like the stuff I like too. The first of my friends is Lance. Lance is....a bit of a coward, but he likes to get scared. He also isn't the normal person you'd  think likes horror. Lance and I have been friends since we were in.....oh boy, 3rd grade? He's sort of a short kid with brown hair and grey eyes. He is a smart kid, but he's not very liked. He isn't ugly, but no one really likes him. Anyways, then there's my closest friend, Jack. Jack is a cool guy and we've been friends since...since as long as I can remember. He's a lot like me, in a way. He's about my height and he has black, long hair. I mean, it isn't too long, but it's....a little bit below his collar bone. Jack has pale skin and blue eyes. He loves horror and loves EVP's. He isn't a jock, but all the girls have a crush on him. And then there's my last friend. Her name is Julie. Julie has been my friend since we were in 5th grade. She's a beautiful girl, with red hair, blue eyes, freckles decorating the bottom of her eyes and white glimmering teeth. She normally wears her red hair in a high ponytail in a blue ponytail holder. She has pale skin, but she's still beautiful. She's is so freaking intelligent, that she is almost as smart as Albert Einstein. Oh, you're probably wondering what I look like. I have green eyes, brown kind-of-long hair and pale skin. I normally wear hoodies, and that's probably due to the fact that I don't care what I look like. We were an unbreakable pack. People normally avoid us just because of what we liked and did. I really didn't care, nor my friends. We had a passion for what we did and we liked it. Alright, so before I get into the scariest moment of our lives, I'm going to go back to about 2 weeks before it all happened.

"Hey, boys."

"Hey, Julie."

"You're looking nice today."

"Thanks, Liu."

"So, how did the research go, Jules?" Jack asked.

"Luckily, I found something new."

"Aw, sweet! What did you find?" Julie pulled out a black notebook and opened to a book marked page. She showed us what she wrote.

"There's an old school down Dewsbury Road. It's called Ingrid Middle School. Rumor has it that it is home to many students and teachers how have either died due to age or committed suicide inside the school. There are 3 resident spirits there. The first one is 13 year old Maggie Dawnson. Maggie was about to finish her 8th grade year, when she killed herself because girls were making fun of her for one reason: Just because she always wore her hair in pigtails. She had enough and hung herself in the girls locker room from a ceiling light. The second is 12 year old Sam Williams who, like Maggie, killed himself. He was a schizophrenic and all the kids made fun of him just because he claimed the truth, he heard voices and saw people. He had killed himself by jumping off of the stair rail on the 8th grade floor, breaking his neck on the basement floor when landing. The final once is a 14 year old girl named Michelle Hanover. Michelle, as well, killed herself because she had been failing in school. She couldn't handle the stress, so she drowned herself in the girls restroom."

"My god, that's depressing and terrifying!"

"I know. The school was shut down after the suicides made the school 'too dangerous'. So, they shut Ingrid Middle School down for good, and it was never reopened again. So, I think we should go tomorrow in the afternoon. We'll stay until 3 and then we'll split up. Sound good?"

"Sounds like a plan."

"Alright, we'll meet at Ingrid Middle School tomorrow at noon."

"Ok, Julie. What do you want us to bring?"

"I'll bring a flashlight. Liu, you bring the EMF meter, or whatever it's called, I forgot. Lance, bring the video camera and Jack bring your ghost box, radio thing. I'll just call it a ghost box. Ok?"

"Alright."

"Ok, see you guys!"

"Bye, Julie!" I was at first excited because, I had been doing this 11 times, so I was ready for whatever was going to be thrown at us. I still felt bad for the students who took their lives, but I couldn't wait to see what we could find. With permission, we were allowed to investigate Ingrid MS. So, the next day, we met at Ingrid MS at the right time. By the way, it was Saturday so no need to worry.

"Ok, I heard that there are some really bad spirits on here, as well as the students, so just a heads up we might get hurt." Julie said, looking at us.

"Ok."
"Alright, here we go." Julie said, taking a deep breath. She pushed open the doors to the school and turned on her flashlight. It was dark when we first walked in, but all of a sudden the lights flickered on. She flicked of her light as we looked around.  The school looked old, rotten and rusted. The smell wasn't that bad, but we all had a bad feeling about it just by standing there. Julie began walking forward, having us follow her. When we looked around, Julie pointed out that we were on the 6th grade floor. We began walking around. I soon began to get a strange feeling. Eventually, we found a hallway with doors lining it. I opened one of the doors and l flicked on my pocket flashlight. I pointed the flashlight in all directions. I saw old notebooks and pencil cases on the desks. I picked up one of the notebooks that was covered in dried blood. There was a dirty name tab on the corner: Hannah Schneider. I instantly dropped it when I heard someone say:

"Hey. That's mine." I began to breathe heavily. Did I just hear a girl say 'hey, that's mine?" I could've sworn I heard it. I'm not a schizophrenic, but I know I heard it. I shook my head and exited the classroom. I walked down the hallway. I opened the door to another classroom to find a science classroom. I walked up to some of the equipment as I turned on my flashlight. I flashed the light around the room to see if I could find anything. To my dismay, I found nothing. I left the classroom but then panicked the second I heard Julie scream for us to come and look at something. I ran faster than lightning to see what the cause of the distress was.