The 3rd Floor

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The 3rd Floor


 I was not one to believe in The Paranormal but I was still an individual that was easily scared. My friends Mike and Chris would constantly take it upon them selfs to scare me. Schemes such as jumping me from behind or telling me some creepy story. Needless to say they did scare me but at the end of the day it was my friends. Amongst There stories and pranks they pulled, nothing stuck with me more than what I saw on the third floor. Through my high school years I went to a really old school. The school at the time had two complexes on the campus. The one on the right side was a newer building. That was where most of my classes were held. On the other side was the original 3 floor complex, which was there from around the 1930’s. We only ad two classes there as the school’s shitty budget couldn’t have all the students piled in one area. they used the downstairs of the old building for two classes and the school office on the second floor. Since they had no use for the third floor they blocked it off from student entry. The third floor used to be upstairs dorm rooms as the school back in it’s day was a boarding house for



  girls. Naturally Chris and Mike were always curious as to what was up on there and constantly urge me to go up w

 ith them.Through pier pressure I finally decided to go up. The last mistake I would ever make.



  It was around december That my school would always hold a christmas party. These parties went on quite late with most of the teachers being totally oblivious to what the students would do. Of course my friends took this as a perfect opportunity to sneak up to the third floor of the school. I was nervous as anyone could be. No nervous would be a small way to put it,Petrified would be the better term. As I slowly moved slowly next to Chris He kept on telling me to calm down but it was never that easy to me. I kept glancing over as we  Ran over to the old complex,afraid that we might be caught. to be honest part of me wanted us to get caught, looking back now I wish we had been. Mike led us into the main hall of school. The lights were turned off, no shock there. Mike fumbled until he found a light I could see an expression of excitement on his face. wish I had the same feeling. Chris and I followed behind Mike to the third floor stair case. I glanced up and saw the regular do not enter sign, that was stuck onto the rotting wood. The stair way had been blocked by a semi large piece of wood, That was slightly rotted.



  I Shrugged this off the best I could. Lucky for us the wood wasn’t high at all an example of the school cheap security. Mike slowly climbed over the wood motioning for us to follow. At this point every bone in my

 body was screaming for me to run. So it was either stayed or be seen as a complete Pussy. I sighed and slowly followed chris as he climbed over the wood. I stepped on to the stair case the creaking from it unnerved me a bit wondering if this floor was stable. still it was a minor concern. I followed Chris to the top as mike was already looking around. I Glanced around the top floor. It was surprisingly very well preserved despite the dust and fading paint on the walls. It had a very Damp smell which reminded me of dirty laundry. Mike started to Dart around the floor eagerly looking for something interesting. Chris followed him like a puppy typical behavior him. I slowly followed them into one of the dorm rooms. It was very dusty with nothing but a worn out bed in the center. I kept looking behind my back. The shadows must be getting to me I thought. We took a look in the other rooms finding the same thing, One bed in each room. Nothing that special.



  I could see Mike was annoyed, poor guy. I laughed at my self about being afraid of this place, turns out it was nothing but a dump. Mike gave up looking and began to make his way downstairs with Chris. I walk behind them slowly still looking over my back. I will admit I was still a bit nervous, I mean the place was still eerie. Before I could make it to the stairs I heard a voice from below. I stepped back as I recognized the voice. It was the

 school janitor. He’d caught Jack and chris climbing over the wood. not wanting to get caught I darted up the stairs. I quickly hid in the conner of one of the rooms, waiting for the Chris and Mike to be escorted out. Some friend I am. I waited there for at least 3 minutes till I knew everyone was gone. I felt a little guilty letting my friends take the fall. I then got up and walked out into the hallway of the floor. I dashed to the stair case As fast as I could but something made me stopped. I felt a cold feeling that I wasn’t alone up here. That someone was behind me. I kept telling my self to run but I couldn’t help but look. I regret every thing I did at that moment. I turned around to find what appeared to be a girl at the end of the hall. She had long messy hair and was wearing a white night gown. She appeared to be staring off into space not noticing me.



  My mind was racing trying to find out what this girl was. I began to step back, telling my self to run. Then I heard the floor creak beneath me. It made me jump at the same time making the girl face me. I froze in place, as she looked at me. The girl looked at me so wide eyed,as if her eyes were going to pop. She just stared at me For what felt like forever, While I kept telling my self to run. Run run run run. I finally began to step backward....as I did the girl jerked and began to scream. My blood ran cold I forced my self to run to the wooden block. To my Horror I could hear the scream getting louder. She was coming for me! I panicked fumbling over the wood I fell over the other side. WIthout thinking I made a dash for the main hall and out the door. Taking a second to catch my breath I



  found Chris and Mike waiting for me. Mike asked me where I was in a rage but I barley heard him. I was in shock My heart was racing to the point where I collapsed onto the ground. Mike and Chris as me worriedly What the hell happened but I could never answer.

 After That night I could never look up at my old school complex the same way. I always knew that girl was up there. Years later I’ve finally graduated from school. Life is good, I’ve had no reason since that night to feel afraid of that girl....That was until Graduation day. After I received my diploma. I was leaving in my Car parked near the old building. As I got in I looked up at the Third floor window and stopped. Staring back at me through the dusty glass was a pair of Wide dark eyes.....

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