I was at the classroom alone, the teacher left for unknown reasons. All I knew is that he'll be coming back later.
The work I was doing to bring up my grades was A LOT. Most of the work were multiple selection but I still had no idea on what the answers were. I dropped my pencil and put my head on my hand. I was getting bored, I didn't know the answers, I'm going to straight up fail the class.
A sigh came out of my mouth, I started thinking on my day. On what I heard, what I saw.
Canada is passing all of his classes, Russia skipped three classes, Germany was the only one paying attention and taking notes. Philip was whispering stuff to Malay and Indo. The other students either slept, joked, used their phones, or didn't do anything at all.I looked at my work, I had no idea on what I had to do. I grabbed my pencil and tapped it against my table.
Then, I remembered about the rumor. The school is haunted, I'm not a strong believer on paranormal activity and that just sounds ridiculous. I have heard about it before, I might've forgotten.
"Man, I'm not going to pass this stupid fucking class" I yawned and laid down my head on my table.
"I'm going to get so grounded" I mumbled. "Wait... I'm 243 years old, I shouldn't be here! I know my maths!" I yelled at myself.I turned my head towards the open window, it was still sunny.
A pretty day wasted in hell, trapped inside without escape.I closed my eyes and tapped my fingers. I slowly fell asleep. Then I suddenly was in a dark and foggy room. My eyes weren't used to the darkness, I technically was blind.
I woke up by that horrible feeling of falling. I looked around and I was alone, I tapped my chin because I felt something weird. Wait, I was drooling. I cleaned it by using my shirt.
I looked down at my work and damn, it was difficult.
The first question was a difficult equation. "Uhh, Imma just put down seventeen as the answer" I took my pencil and circled the choice B.17.
"You stupid fuck. It's A. 6.9420" I heard a whisper on of my ears. I felt chills go down my spine. Then realization hit, I was called a stupid fuck!
"Who is this?!" I yelled, looking around me. There was nobody, amd my voice just echoed in the empty classroom. "I'm not a stupid fuck, asshole!" I yelled again.
Then I heard the whispers again, "A. The answer is A."
I remembered the rumor, shivers went down my spine, but then I relaxed. I didn't hear the screams of the damned and agony, I heard a soft, gentle and soothing voice.
I didn't expect this, it's a very sweet voice. I expected some scary shit.
"A. Answer is A." it repeated. I looked around, maybe someone was messing with me. The entire classroom was empty, it was only me.
I looked down at my work, and erased my choice, I then marked A.
"B, c, c, c, e." I heard again. I assumed those were the answers of the rest of the work, so I marked them down.
I was creeped out that I was following some ghost's orders, because there was no one else around.After a while, I finished my work. "Uhh... thanks, ghost." I said looking around.
I didn't hear a reply back, until I heard a voice that boomed in the entire classroom. I heard the source and turned around. Someone was sitting in a desk next to the window. It looked like a void, I could see a little color in the outline thanks to the sun, but it was nothing more.
"You're welcome" it said, then it disappeared.
I blinked a couple times in disbelief. "Am I sleep deprived?" I asked myself.
I looked at my desk. "[Y/n]" I noticed the name,I think it might've been written with a pencil. Also, I never heard of someone named like that. I automatically assumed that this ghost or demon is called [Y/n].
"Thanks... [Y/n]" I said one last time, but this time there was no response.
The door slammed open, I jumped a little and turned to the door. "Are you done?" The teacher said.
I nodded, he walked closer and took everything. "Good. Now leave and see you tomorrow" he said with anger on his voice. I packed up all of my things and left the classroom.
I walked through the empty classrooms, there was literally no one else.
I sighed and relaxed a little. I don't know who helped me or why they did it, but I'm thankful. I could've been there the entire day.
I still can't believe what I just presenced.One thing that didn't leave my mind is... Who's [Y/n]?
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Published- March 10, 2020.
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