In my neighborhood there is a creek that runs through about the middle, so my friend and I always meet there when we want to walk somewhere. One of the times, she was taking longer than usual, so I decided to go down into the creek, which I knew pretty well. I was standing on a rock when I heard my friend start to come to the ledge (they have a small ledge with a handrail built to keep people from falling in) and I heard twigs snapping on the bank about a yard and a half above me. I looked up and saw a dark man-shaped figure walking in the direction of the ledge. I thought it was a resident at first, so I turned to my friend (who was coming nearer to me, now) and told her that we're probably going to get in trouble from that guy, so we better leave. She looked up on the bank and then back at me with a strange expression.
"What guy?" she asked.
When I looked back up onto the bank, the figure was gone, but I would have heard him leave, and there wouldn't have been time for him to be out of sight that fast, even if he ran.
Once at my school, classes were about to start, so the playground outside was deserted. I looked out onto the playground, and saw a little boy swinging out there --alone. I turned my head, thinking nothing of it at the time. And then I realized a little boy SHOULDN'T be outside when classes are about to start. The only reason I'm listing this is because a friend of mine told me she saw the ghost of a little boy who seemed to look just like the one I saw, so there's a chance it could be a ghost. Not sure.
Another time at school, some friends and I were sharing our experiences with ghosts and things like that. All of a sudden, all of us began to feel very cold, but everyone else in the room was feeling quite warm. Later on, I was told be one of them to go into the largest stall in the bathroom. I did, and it was considerably colder in there, and when I left, I had this terrible feeling of guilt and dread. Everyone that went in there that day experienced the same thing.
Yet another time in the school bathroom, I was in the bathroom alone, and there was no one in the men's bathroom either. After I went into the stall and locked the door, the lock began to rattle. I got scared and decided to go to a different stall. It was also very cold.
Two of my friends and I were in my backyard, home alone. All of a sudden, we heard the porch door slam (I have an enclosed back porch), but there was nothing around to make it do that. There wasn't any wind, that day, and my dog was laying in the sun. One of my friends started saying that she heard one of those dolls that you squeeze and it says "mama", except it just kept saying it over and over again. My other friend started hearing it, too.
One of my friends and I were home alone (again) and we had the TV turned off. My friend looked at me and said "I hear your phone..." I told her that I didn't hear it ringing, and she said, "No, not ringing, I hear someone clicking the buttons..." We, at the time, had terrible Skelerophibia (fear of 'bad guys' or of being kidnapped, raped, or killed) so we started freaking out and ran from the house.
Broken Arrow's North Intermediate High School Theatre Room is haunted by a ghost named Hannah, who is said to have died from a concussion caused by jumping off the stage. This year, my fifth-grade-play was performed there. I was in the chorus and not allowed backstage, but my friend was in the play, so she was. She was in the hallway after changing into her costume when she felt the temperature drop and heard footsteps running towards her. She turned in their direction, and there was no one there, but the footsteps were running in the opposite direction...
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