As kids me and my friend thought we were different you know. Kids in our class would talk about dogs or cats. But we would talk about some weird stuff. Like what every happened to the people who lived here? Why's their weird people in my closet, who told me that they used to live here? Why do people think we're crazy? Are parents never were able to answer these questions. They even brought us to sycoyergests and other specialist. Thinking we were mental. The doctors did several brain scans but nothing could tell my parents we had an illness. The sycoyergests told them we were making this up. With our imagination. But how come I'm 15 years old and I still see things I shouldn't, clear as day. My friends and i have been able to write this journal for you during and after the terrible events.
Walking up to the driveway I realized something today was different something was off. I decide to just ignore that thought. The bus came roaring by. I check my watch, it's on time like usual 6:55. I clamber on the bus the driver greets me like usual. He's a tall slender older guy. His name is Ron burgundy. He's been driving before I was even in school. I walk past him all the way to the back of the bus next to my best friend. Jezz, jezzs is a slender, 5foot 8inch girl who I met when I was in preschool. Shes very pretty with her long blonde brown hair. Blue eyes. Even her outfit fits her style blue jeans, cowgirl boots, and her baggy guy sweat shirt. She has the same problem I do we see thing that normal people don't.
We sit on the bus for 20 minutes. Then we stop and a sycotic girl named McClain gets on the bus. She has light brown hair and blue eyes. With her everyday unmatching outfit. She's wearing a blue shirt with lighter blue pants. And a blue hat that's a couple shades of blue off. She comes and sits in the seat infront of me. "Heyy" McClain says loudly. And me and jezz look at each other. We're only nice to her because we feel bad for her. Because shes a compulsive liar, stalker, and she steals stuff. "Hi" jezz says bluntly. McClain looks excited. "I seen a ghost in my house this weekend and he even talked to me." Jezz looks at me again and we knew that was a lie."Sure McClain, what was his name?" Me and jezz were talking about some weird ghost story and how if we quote on quote could see one that would be cool. So she told us about how she's been seeing real ghost and she even talks to them. "His name was uhh... Marco polo." "Cool." We ignored her the rest of the ride.
When we got to school a queasy feeling came to my stomache. I notice jezz having the same problem. We stumble out of our seats. The bus driver stares at us with the face of, what is wrong with you? "Sick" I barely say feeling vomit coming up. We run down the stairs. Straight through a crowd of kids to the doors. Pushing through I realized when we got closer and closer to the school I felt worse and more worse. By the time I had the door open I felt like I was dying. Sharp pain ebbed at my ribs making it harder and harder to breath. I also felt light headed. My body was freezing. I blindly opened the bathroom door. Collapsing to the warm bathroom floor. I close my eyes for a second. I open them to a dark room cold all my pain had disappeared. I hear talking. I don't know where it's coming from. Then a door opens letting in light. My adrenaline kicked in when a man holding an axe came in. His face was ripped half open. He was freakiously tall. And coming at me slowly. Then i realized their was someone next to me. I look over and see my math teacher Mr. Well screaming and hurriedly trying to get up. The big guy came hurriedling toward him. Saying first I want your toes second your finger finally your head. He screamed louder. Finally standing he ran to a window on the back part of the room. He opens it and jumps. Seconds later I hear a loud crunch. The guy with the axe vanished. So I walk over to the window. Looking out it was a horrifying site we were in the middle of no where, and my teacher had fallen down 3 stories to the ground where he looked like a mangled bunch of body parts. I felt the same grossness in my stomache and I knew that I couldn't look for much longer. I turn around close my eyes. When I open them I'm not in that building anymore I'm at school on the bathroom floor jezz was standing over me. " what did you see?"
"I don't know really nothing makes sense." I think Mr wells but he hasn't been at school because his cancer." I stand up and feel fine. McClain rushes up "whats going on you had a vision." Me and jezz never told her about this did we. "How do you know about are visions?" She looked at us like we were crazy. " I had one before it scared the crap out of me." I look at jezz like maybe we should have believed her. " Hey we are sorry that we really didn't listen to you before." McClain then looked really really confused. "Oh before I kind of was lying but for really I've had one about some guy." We all stand up and head to first hour to Mr Federicos class. I sat down and jezz and McClain sat with me. Know I feel like a jackass for acting like a snob.
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The Ghost Hunters
AcakThree 15 year old girls are ghost hunters and they decide to visit a haunted house. Which turns out that it's way more than haunted. All they want is them dead . ......short story.....