It all started with a scary rumor in around 3 or 4th grade. Of course, we all thought it was the boys' doing so they could scare us easily. Some of the girls (including me), were about to find that the rumor had a grain of truth in it.
I am sure most of you are familiar with the "Bloody Mary" rumor that surrounds most of the bathrooms in school. I am sure that my elementary school is haunted, no kidding. The rumor went like so (it is a bit elaborate, but I'm sure some kids in my class just buffed it up a bit to become scarier): If you wanted to see Bloody Mary's ghost, you'd have to use the last toilet and flush it three times. Then, wash your hands at the second last sink and chant her name three times. Supposedly, then you'd see red and the ghost would appear to you (and supposedly kill you, but that never happened, of course)...
We had all brushed this off as a scary story just to make students weary and scared in the halls (my school has long halls, and they're dark too.) We were at our lunch break and most of the girl students were yammering and munching on their sandwiches. We heard a door slam, a scream, and running feet. One of our classmates was before us, sobbing like she'd never cried before. Her face was pale and her hands were shaking. Everyone was in disarray. We thought her legs were ready to give out.
We all crowded around her and asked her what was wrong. She continued crying for a minute or so, but we couldn't understand what she was saying. When she finally calmed down, we sat her at a bench and she started to speak, while taking out her lunch and gulping down water violently.
She said she was washing her hands and she looked up in the mirror to comb her hair. She said that her vision became red and when it focused, she saw a lady in an elaborate dress in the mirror standing behind her. The lady stretched out her hands, and the tips of her fingers were just a hint of red. She then said that she had swerved to see her clearer, but when she turned around, the lady was gone. Following that, as she walked out of the bathroom, the door slammed forcibly behind her. That was the last straw. She came running, and that's when the things stopped.
Naturally, everyone comforted her and the end of the day came. By the end of the classes, everyone was already talking about the incident in the afternoon. I, for one, thought that she had been so intoxicated by the rumors that she had just seen it all for herself. The doors in the bathroom are either red, green, or blue, and I thought she had been staring too long at the red and seen it before her. Boy oh boy, was I wrong.
A few days later, I was washing my hands in the elementary bathroom. I looked up, and lo behold, behind me was a lady in an elaborate dress and her hair pinned up in a style I had only seen in books. I froze like a statue. The water ran on my hands, unnoticed by now. We just stared at each other for some time. Suddenly, a door slammed on one of the bathroom cabinets. I jumped in fright. I turned and the lady was gone. The door slammed two or three times before I came to my senses. Forgetting to wipe my hands and leaving the tap open, I raced through the bathroom entrance.
After that, I haven't seen that lady since. But weird things happened in the bathroom after. I'd be washing my hands and I'd hear a door close. I'd ask "Who's there?", and I'd hear footsteps, and they'd lead out of the bathroom, but no one would be there. Several times doors would open and close on their own accord and the bathroom's climate would change drastically. One minute it would be warm because of the heating system (in the winter), and you'd visit it five minutes later; the air would be cold, and you could almost see your breath.
I put my hand to the radiator; It was still working, but the heat didn't seem to affect the atmosphere. After that, the girls in my class and I started using the bathroom upstairs. We had to climb an extra flight of stairs, but no one cared. Better to use a normal bathroom than a haunted one.