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Place withheld · 2012-07-23 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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I walked out of a door. I apparently just left my classroom. Someone was also with me, I do not know how, but I just knew she was a close friend. I could not remember her face though. I slammed the classroom door shut behind us. I had the feeling that we were the last ones in the building. We started walking toward the stairs, but suddenly the door I just closed started to open by itself. I remember hearing the slow creaking sound too. "What is happening?", my friend asked. "I do not know, I closed it I swear!!", I replied. Wide-eyed, we looked at each other for a second, then dashed for the stairs. I shoved her aside so I could go down first (move b*tch! lol). I am pretty sure we were on the 4th floor. So I thought "Man, 3 more floors to go!". My friend had caught up with me by that time, so we went down together. We were still panicking because of the ghost opening the door upstairs. We reached the first floor finally, and on our way out, I could see some of our other classmates waiting for us in the distance. My friend went ahead and ran to them. I was going to, but I noticed a little boy standing just outside the door. I went to him and told him to get out of there, because there was a ghost. He said it was not true, and that ghosts were not real. I was flailing my arms at him, trying to get him to come with me. He would not listen though, so I just left him and ran to my classmates. When I arrived, they asked, "Who were you talking to?". I said, "The boy will not listen to me! I told him to get away from there!". Then they said the creepiest thing. "What boy? There was nobody there. You were talking to yourself." O_O

 

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