Freak. Crazy. Wacko. That’s what they called her, but they didn’t know what had happened. They assumed. No one can know. The voices in her head are screaming for her to let go, but she won’t. She will be the last.
September 10, 1982
“Hey, Aurelia!” Steven called out.
“What do you want now?” Aurelia impatiently asked, “Unlike you, I have other things to do, so would you just quit bothering me?”
“All I wanted to know is if you’ve heard about it.”
Aurelia hesitated, curious about the new piece of information. “About what?”
Steven paused before answering. “The school… well, people have just been seeing some strange things, you know. Just the other day I was walking in the hallway when someone fainted. Afterward, she said she saw a ghost behind …show more content…
“Guys, this is a real story that my mama told me. Everyone back then believed it, and there was a huge cover-up, so that’s why most people don’t know about it. But now you guys will know. Back in the 1940s, when Suncrest first became a school, there was a girl who went there. She had a disability, some mental disease, most likely schizophrenia. She would see things that didn’t exist, talk to people that nobody could see. Her best friend was imaginary. There was only one person who didn’t look down on her, and that was a girl whose initials were A.S. No one remembers her full name. One day, A.S. was told by the mental girl to meet her down in the art room because she needed help with something. After the last bell rang, A.S., being the kind person that she was, went to help her friend. As she made her way down, she could hear a tapping, as if someone was tapping their pen or something metallic against one of the art room tables. She called out to the girl, waiting for her to respond. But there appeared to be no one there. She could still hear the soft tapping of the object as she walked slowly towards the storage closet. Suddenly, the girl appeared, holding a wicked, bloody knife. The tip was sharp and shone a ghostly hue in the darkened closet. The mad girl whispered, ‘I’m sorry, sister,’ before plunging the knife into A.S.’s chest. Seconds before A.S. took her last breath, the girl whispered, ‘Pass it …show more content…
We better book it now!”
The group erupted into flurries of chaos as everyone scrambled for the exit. Only Aurelia remained… she felt strangely peaceful.
“I knew you would return,” said a thirteen-year-old girl in the shadows.
Aurelia was frozen in place. The rune on her arm was pulsing, glowing faintly in the moonlit room. The girl turned around to face Aurelia, her red curls framing her face. Her face was the picture of relief, as she stalked towards Aurelia. She casually spun a dagger between her fingers, allowing the pale moonlight to reflect off the blade.
“I’m sorry,” the girl gulped, as she continued, “I have to do this… or else it will go on forever. I want peace. I can’t stand going on like this.”
She raised the dagger and plunged it into Aurelia’s chest, in the same spot as the girls before she had done. Memories flooded Aurelia. The first one was a girl who suffered from schizophrenia and was discriminated for it. She could see imaginary people, who she viewed as friends since they did not discriminate against her. Her friends would torment her to kill someone with the initials of A.S., for A.S. was the first to wrong
September 10, 1982
“Hey, Aurelia!” Steven called out.
“What do you want now?” Aurelia impatiently asked, “Unlike you, I have other things to do, so would you just quit bothering me?”
“All I wanted to know is if you’ve heard about it.”
Aurelia hesitated, curious about the new piece of information. “About what?”
Steven paused before answering. “The school… well, people have just been seeing some strange things, you know. Just the other day I was walking in the hallway when someone fainted. Afterward, she said she saw a ghost behind …show more content…
“Guys, this is a real story that my mama told me. Everyone back then believed it, and there was a huge cover-up, so that’s why most people don’t know about it. But now you guys will know. Back in the 1940s, when Suncrest first became a school, there was a girl who went there. She had a disability, some mental disease, most likely schizophrenia. She would see things that didn’t exist, talk to people that nobody could see. Her best friend was imaginary. There was only one person who didn’t look down on her, and that was a girl whose initials were A.S. No one remembers her full name. One day, A.S. was told by the mental girl to meet her down in the art room because she needed help with something. After the last bell rang, A.S., being the kind person that she was, went to help her friend. As she made her way down, she could hear a tapping, as if someone was tapping their pen or something metallic against one of the art room tables. She called out to the girl, waiting for her to respond. But there appeared to be no one there. She could still hear the soft tapping of the object as she walked slowly towards the storage closet. Suddenly, the girl appeared, holding a wicked, bloody knife. The tip was sharp and shone a ghostly hue in the darkened closet. The mad girl whispered, ‘I’m sorry, sister,’ before plunging the knife into A.S.’s chest. Seconds before A.S. took her last breath, the girl whispered, ‘Pass it …show more content…
We better book it now!”
The group erupted into flurries of chaos as everyone scrambled for the exit. Only Aurelia remained… she felt strangely peaceful.
“I knew you would return,” said a thirteen-year-old girl in the shadows.
Aurelia was frozen in place. The rune on her arm was pulsing, glowing faintly in the moonlit room. The girl turned around to face Aurelia, her red curls framing her face. Her face was the picture of relief, as she stalked towards Aurelia. She casually spun a dagger between her fingers, allowing the pale moonlight to reflect off the blade.
“I’m sorry,” the girl gulped, as she continued, “I have to do this… or else it will go on forever. I want peace. I can’t stand going on like this.”
She raised the dagger and plunged it into Aurelia’s chest, in the same spot as the girls before she had done. Memories flooded Aurelia. The first one was a girl who suffered from schizophrenia and was discriminated for it. She could see imaginary people, who she viewed as friends since they did not discriminate against her. Her friends would torment her to kill someone with the initials of A.S., for A.S. was the first to wrong