the girl in the white dress

This story happened to me 3 years ago when I was 12 years old. It’s about how I had my first paranormal experience and hopefully the last as well.

The story goes like this.

It started at school. I was going to the bathroom during my math lesson. The hallways were empty and quiet of course. I’ll note that I go to this school pretty much my whole life and I’ve never experienced anything paranormal of terrifying.

So I’m in the bathroom doing my business, when I see someone walking into one of the stalls. I thought nothing of it at first, but then I realised that they weren’t making a single sound. That was pretty weird. But maybe it was someone just pretending to go to the bathroom to skip the lesson. I stayed to that thought and exited my stall. As I was washing my hands, I heard the stall door open, but the person wasn’t exiting. That was starting to creep me out, so I just went back to my classroom.

The whole time I was walking back to my class through the hallway, I felt as if I was being followed by someone or something and I felt a pressence. I started to run and at one point I remember hearing footsteps behind me.

The rest of the day at school nothing else happened. But I did tell my friend about it. She looked so pale. I asked her if she knew anything. She told me that yesterday some older students played with the uija bord there and summoned something. That was wery creepy, and I told myself I was never going to use that bathroom again.

While I was heading home after school, the whole walk I felt like I was being watched or followed. I brushed it off as my brain scaring me about what my friend told me earlier. The rest of the day nothing happened.

However, when the time was around midnight, I was walking to my kitchen, which is downstairs, I got this feeling again. My dad was in the shower close to the kitchen, so I felt a little better. I walked into the dark kitchen and turned the lights on.

I don’t remember closing the door, but maybe I did. The door has a glass in it, so you can see through. I was heading towards the door to go back upstairs, when I saw what looked like a woman running past my door to the dark living room across. She was wearing all white and her hair was about shoulder length and pitch black. I was confused. For a moment there I stood there in front of the door just looking through the glass. Then the lights started to flicker, that’s when I knew I should get out of there. I ran out of the kitchen up the stairs to the bathroom where my dad was still having a shower. I looked down the stairs into the dark room, which apparently the ‘ghost’ ran into. I couldn’t see anything obviously, because it was too dark.

Then I went back to my room and I was shaken up. I wouldn’t say I was scared. While I was trying to fall asleep, I thought I could hear breathing and at one point maybe even a cry. I didn’t tell anyone about this until the next morning. When my grandma heard my story, she jokingly said it was her. I knew she wasn’t going to take me seriously, since I was only 12 years old and stupid back then.

That was the end of the story, thank God. I was never a fan of the paranormal, and I will never be. Nothing else happened to me later, even now I’m still confused of what it was. But this goes to the ‘ghost’ or whatever it was. Let’s never meet again.

Thank you for reading!

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