To start off I go to this high school. I'm not going to release its name because the reputation of the school is bad enough and it doesn't need a ghost story. Back in ninth grade I started as a techie (technical theatre) so I would be up in the light booth working on lights and sound. One day I'm sitting there preparing for a show (getting cues set) and I heard someone whisper my name. The voice was female so I thought it was my theatre director. I looked out of the little window we have there and there was no one around so I dismissed it as my mind playing tricks.
Then I started hearing footsteps and the hairs on the back of my neck started standing up so I looked around and there was no one there. I walked into all three rooms of the booth and nothing. The little events happened every now and then so I just dismissed them and would continue working.
Fast forward to tenth grade.
I started calling the "ghost" Sarah, the reason being the voice was female. (for some reason I'm starting to call her Carrie). Well there was the new kid who came in and started techie work too. It made me glad because I wasn't the only one now. Let's call him Steve (not his real name). He goes in the light booth sometimes during first period to sleep or hang out and work since he doesn't really do anything during that time. Now I never told Steve about all of my incidents.
One day we were staying after working and he asked if the auditorium was haunted. Now since I never told him about anything this kind of shocked me so I asked "why?". His response left me shocked. He said that he heard a female voice calling his name and footsteps but no one was in the except for him. Now you're probably asking "well how does she know your names?". I have no clue she must have heard of say them a lot.
I told him of my incidents as well. We still called her Sarah at this point so when something would happen we would joke and blame her. For this New Year (2008) a church hired me to come and work lights for a religious hearing at the school until about 1 a.m. I agreed. Now I'm not religious, but the church pays pretty good. I was the only one in the booth reading my book. Someone would occasionally come in and check the camera. As I'm reading I see a dark shadow move out of the corner of my eye. It was so fast I thought nothing of it until I saw it again. This time it was bigger and a little slower. I thought it was someone checking the camera but then I thought "well I didn't hear the door open and the other door is locked..." That kind of freaked me out for a moment but I just said "Hey Carrie (yes I started calling her Carrie at this point...I'm still not sure why) don't scare me like that we can talk again some other time."
Skip ahead a few days.
I was in algebra class and I had just watched a show about mediums the night before and I figured hey let's try it. So I closed my eyes and thought "hey if there's anyone here let me know" over and over again. Then I felt my left side get really cold and the girl next to me noticed it too. Later that day I was in the light booth and I decided to have some fun. I closed my eyes and said "If there's anyone here make a noise". Nothing happened so I said "Well ok then, take your time". About two minutes later I heard a knock on the wall. I said "Do it again", and it did it again. So by this time I'm amazed and I say "make a different noise". Then a scratching sound comes from the walls which kind of freaked me out so I said "alright I'm going to do some mic checks down there if you want to talk let me know". As soon as I get down there the lights on stage flicker, so I go to the booth and the board had been messed with. Now your thinking well someone messed with it. No way because I went out the only unlocked door and no one could've climbed through the window then back out in under a minute without anyone seeing them.
I've come to the point where I talk to Carrie when I'm in the booth. Don't get me wrong nothing bad has happened, I think she keeps Steve and I company when we are in the booth.
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