Almost every school often confess if the school had ever been a funeral. But in the school where I teach, it is right in the middle of the grave. Surrounded by graves.
If there is a horror story, there must be a friend of mine and a student who says "this is a school grave". Everyone believes that at school there must be horror stories that circulate from one generation to the next. Even so mystical, the story of a ghost school officer can be a legendary bandwagon famous everywhere. Many things make school look haunted. For example, in the case of history where the school building had been established since colonial times. There is also a horror story that makes the atmosphere so tense, especially at night. come on, look at the story
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pictures of the class that I passed and heard a strange voice
This horror story happened two years ago. It was a very sunny day. After the flag ceremony, every Monday one of the classes there is a schedule of sports in the field. Shortly after the teacher took the students to gather in the field and warm up. Not just the motor, our bodies also need dipanasin. Start warming up and the gym runs smoothly until the end of the gym. Maybe because of fatigue or physical condition is less fit, finally one of the students there fainted. Not long ago, he screamed as he struggled. Thrashing like a child asks to buy a toy. Some time after the students fought like a demon, there were about 6 other students who also yelled as if someone had it. Suddenly the school atmosphere becomes lonely and frightening. Hysterical screams in school children can not be avoided. They seemed to shout at each other, if someone yelled at 6 other friends who screamed. The scariest thing is that the view is so sharp, but empty. Other students can only help to calm down and start confusion. What he did was just holding his feet, hands and head, because there was already a struggle to thrust his head. Anyway the dance is rich in acting extracting acting dance from Aceh-Indonesia. Once the cause is known, there are other students who start horror stories at school, until there are students who are unconscious and possessed. This incident lasted not long, at least about 30 minutes, then managed to calm down. The most surprising thing is that when this phenomenon occurs, most victims are women. Worse, perhaps the ghost device was more interested in seeing the victim. Moreover, the average girl is still young, or rather a virgin child. After this incident, some groups of students try to find a smart person whose IQ is above average and sees events with an inner eye. Finally, based on the results of the analysis of smart people, it has long been known, under the school there are former graves or graves of people. Possible ways of moving graves are not good during school construction.
- Kuntilanak / ghost woman at my school
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The story began when I was 18 years old and still a student in a vocational school that is not so well known in Aceh. Students majoring in computers and newly built laboratories. Computers for students, me and my friends often gather in the laboratory. The new computer known in this cafe uses a pay as in the lab. Free school as much as somehow that night we are all tired of playing facebook, but usually we are bored facebook facebook first understand facebook really. Well, that night Friday night we all fainted and my friend named Zaky he wanted to go home because it's tired facebook-an. We walked through the school alley, cold temperatures, dark and dreadful atmosphere began to feel, somehow we both fell silent and did not talk to each other maybe to live in a terrible state. Finally we arrived after tracing the alley we used to live, now looks like in front of the haunted house rides. Arriving at the toilet I went straight in to throw away my stomach and Zaky also peeling at the door. I was very scared when I got out of the toilet to ask Zaky together. Sounds pretty cute, but from a supernatural being cultivated. When we came out, my friend Zaky saw a white cloth from across the toilet. It's like a SLANK flag, but no writing. Somehow from a distance the white cloth was like a cloth stuck to the wood, after we approached the voice of a girl sounded very quiet. We came closer after we approached 5 steps, ehhh the fabric turned and turned "KUNTILANAK" again hugged something "his face was pale passive and his eyes black like angry and his eyes glared at us" me and Zaky soon escaped. When we do not know anything we stand on the field in our school again the mud used to rain at sunset. Surprisingly I was running as fast as I could but it felt far away and we felt far away to return to the computer room.
less than a year or more I go to school there I finally know the horror story that is stored behind my teaching class. Some say my school is nicknamed the scariest school in the city of Aceh. Not that creepy teacher, but the horror story in that school! At first I did not really believe it until I experienced it myself. Around 5 pm I still practice basketball on the school grounds, because next week there will be an inter-school tournament. So until now the basketball kids are exercising longer than usual. Then I walked down the path in the dark, silent passage in the classroom. Upon arrival in the bathroom, I hung up my bag and started showering. A few moments when I was in the shower, suddenly the bathroom lights went out. I stopped rinsing myself and started to cover my ears to the door, wishing I knew who the man turned off the bathroom lights. It must be the headmaster who wants to make me feel, I thought at the time. When I put on my shirt, I shifted my body slightly to the right and I stepped on something. It's like a person's legs, and then I take a few steps back toward the wall. And in the dark I feel there is someone with me. I immediately took the bag I hung behind the door, panicked I fell and could not get up again. I started to bend my body groping my bag. Suddenly I heard a breathing sound, definitely not my breath. His breath was very strong, the smell was not good, and my body began to cringe. The sound of this breath made me very frightened, I dare to turn my body and no one. My heart is pounding now, I want to scream for my friends but I have no friends. My body is now stiff, my body can not move at all and suddenly there is something moving over my head. I began to recite a prayer in my heart, remembering a prayer that I memorized. But it's hard to make a sound until I can move and when I look up. I see the face with very red eyes. Only a few seconds I saw the figure and soon the figure disappeared. My stiff body can move, and I immediately run out. Going forward, I met my friends who had been waiting at the security post. I immediately told my friends, and my friend was shocked. Then my story was responded by the security guard who told me I was wrong. I was wrong because I used the bathroom, supposedly because the first area of the bathroom was haunted. So every night the lights are off so no one goes there. The security guard kept saying that he did not know if I was there anymore. As it was past, all the bathroom doors were open and empty. It was very strange, but it was clear that I was in one of the bathrooms.
Take care of yourself well
