Oh No, Is My School Haunted Too?

I seem to attract spirits, I guess. My house is haunted and apparently my school too. But I'm not sure; I could have just being imagining things.

I take a bus to school. Normally I arrive when there are lots of people in the school because I take the later bus. On Friday it broke and I had to take the early bus. I got there and it was just me and couple of first graders. I went to my homeroom, which is on a second floor. There is lots of stairs to get there. When I was going up I heard footsteps behind me, I turned around and there was no one there. I thought it was the echo so I moved on.

When I got to the start of the hallway I saw two figures at the end of it. At first I thought it was my friend Mellissa and her brother Nathan. They were the only ones that arrived that early. So I yelled "Hey, Mel!" but the two figures weren't there anymore. I was sure I saw them, but that hallway is much longer than all the others and I was very sleepy.

I put my bag pack in the locker and took out some books; I started to do my Spanish homework. I felt like someone was watching me, I ignored that and kept on going. But it just got too creepy, even worst than in my house. I put the books back in my locker and started going down the stairs. Halfway on the stairs there's a landing and there is a table, where a teacher will be watching that we don't run in the hallways. There were some papers on the table. As I passed it the papers fell to the floor, I thought I had knocked them down so I bent down to pick them up. As I was doing this I thought I heard giggling to my right. There was no one there.

I put the papers back on the table and got the heck out of there. As I was running down a hall I bumped into someone. It was two people my best friend Jose and Frank, the janitor. Those are not there real names.

"What's wrong with you?" Jose asked me and I said I'd tell him later. Frank excused himself and went to get whatever he was getting for Jose.

We sat on some benches and I told him what happened, he didn't know what to tell me. Then he just jumped out of his seat and just kept staring at the bench. I asked him what was wrong and he said someone had just yelled 'fag' in his ear.

We just ran. When we were at the other end of the school we tried to figure it out. Maybe we imagined it, but not likely. It was so weird.

I wondered how whatever it was knew that Jose is gay, no one but me knows it. We just got creeped out and hoped we'd never arrive that early again.