∞┊School Rumor

School Rumor

No one will dare to believe, no one will dare to enter in the abandoned building in the school, why? It was a reason indeed, a reason that most of the students, don't know about it, and most of the person who knows about it, try to ignore that fact. 

Long time ago a student that was one of the most beautiful amongst the others, have the habit of going to a classroom before class, he had want to be a normal person but for paying his parents debts he needed to be someone else, someone that he hated, someone that didn't match with his personality. He was indeed bullied by the other, constantly bullied by his elders and even teacher until that day, until the day he actually got harassed, until the day his last breath was made.

The habit of the normal boy, was sat down on the middle of the classroom with his song's write notes on the table as with his teeth he would bite down on the pencil, thinking about the next lyrics, but that day he wasn't alone, someone was watching, someone was watching him from the very beginning. The boys eyes quickly lifted up, meeting the lustful ones, belonging to his teacher and somehow, seeing that looks made the boy shivered, not in pleasure, but in fear.

He coulnd't understand anything, he couldn't understand why his teacher  was doing that to him. In the next minute he was being pulled down on the floor, the hand owned by his teachers, slapping him right on the cheek, mention that the was about to start, that the beautiful and innocent boy was about to loose his ity even if that didn't even matter since he was in a school of .

after , scream after scream, the boy was being harassed, violet, insulted while he would feel his teacher's hand roaming around his body, he would feel his hardening member abusing his insides and prostate till he finally heard his teacher's voice, till he finally open his eyes in terror and screamed even louder asking for help.

"This will be the last time that you'll actually see the sunlight outisde" 

With those words, the teacher's hands move to the beautiful boy's neck, taking his life away, enjoying seeing the tears dropping down from those beautiful eyes, till the last breath was made, till the beautiful boy's eyes closed and his life became lifeless...

Since that day, since that death in that classroom, no one dare to go in. Why? Because at 4PM, exactly at the hour, when the boy's last breath was made, strange things would happening, even if they aren't big, it still scare the students and teachers. At 4PM the beautiful boy's angelic voice would be heard, at 4PM the sound of a pencil writing down in a paper would be heard, and the most hardest things, screams, loud screams would be made from that classroom. 

The boy's spirits had never left the building, the boy's spirit was still there waiting for his revenge.