i'm sorry about your shirt admin2... but i can't help but laugh a little about your comment... i don't know if you're trying to be funny about... i'm really really sorry if you're not...

interesting stories?...

during the rainy days in my old old school... a shadowy figure of an old woman was said to wander the school premises...

one rainy afternoon when school was over... i was on cleaning duty, when everyone else is gone... as i was putting the eraser down on the chalkboard rest... i thought i saw a glimpse of someone's face reflecting from the window...

it was nothing until i saw a dark figure of a messy-haired woman from the next room as i walked towards the stockroom...

i said to myself... "it was just my imagination kicking in"... "damn those urban legends"...

the rain poured harder when i reached the school gates... hard enough to break my umbrella and retreat back to the school...

i went to the computer room to pass the time... although it is creepy when the room is empty... considering the room is at the back end part of the establishment... far from anyone who still has business at the school... at that time...

i was typing in some keywords... when all of a sudden... i thought i heard a voice from behind...

it was a faint voice that seemed to be heard from the back of my ear...

thinking it was just stress... i heard it again as the lights flickered... i can't understand what the voice is whispering... it was all gibberish to me...

i panicked at the flickering lights and decided to stand...

my legs won't move when the lights went out and all i can see is the reflection of a windowed gray sky from the unlit crt monitor... and an old woman with glowing red eyes to go along with it...

i turned back... but there was nothing... just a gray sky framed by the window...

not taking any chances... i ran to the library... i'm sure the librarian as well as some nerdy teacher's pet are still there...

and i was right... i never thought i'd be glad seeing these know-it-alls...

as i calmed down and decided to read a book... i was so busy evading the bookworms that i didn't realized that i was on a blind spot...

too late to think about it... i reached for a random book...

but a wrinkly old hand from the opposite side of the shelf grabbed me by the wrist...

i saw a gray wrinkly face with red furious eyes staring blankly as i got away from its grip...

it continued to whisper gibberish as it tries to claw its way out from the other side...

the whispering got louder and louder...

i was... too panicked... too confused... too frightened...

i woke up at the clinic as i waited for my guardian to pick me up...

the nurse said i slept in the library...

but i doubted that if that is all there is to it when i saw nail scratches on that bookshelf the following day...