Today I am going to tell you a horror story which was experienced by me in my school days.
Things have been around 15 years ago since I used to read in his boarding school. Our school was a christian convent school, which was built near a very old church. Our school area was very big, with hostels, playground and so on. Once a new building was being made here for the hostel. So the ground was being excavated for him. During the excavation there were many male skeletons found. Some of them were kept in our Bio Lab and some of our principals kept the same press, but they were in broken condition.
After some days, he got ready to become a new hostel building. And the children started living there. Iron stairs were built on the back side of the building for the emergency. A few days after the new building was built, weird strange events were going to be built in the building. If things started falling in someone's room, then someone could shake someone holding a shadow while sleeping. Nobody understood what was happening. School management also did not pay special attention to thinking that children would be joking about each other. But the matter gradually became serious.
One night, a child living on the fifth floor jumped up and swathed herself. Everyone get confused. When the police started scrutiny, the result was that the child himself leaped from the building, nobody was there from the building. But in the next one month, 3 more children jumped from the building in exactly the same way and died. After that, the senses of school management were blown away. And everyone started assumed that something is happening which was not good.
On the next day Father of the church was called. As soon as he came near that iron ladder he understood that there is something wrong here. He stopped the stairs and called for the principal to clean it. Old Father told that the place where the building was built had a complete tribe of ghosts, and because of the building all those ghosts became very angry. So all these acts were happening there. And the children who were living in the building were not like their own, but they were forced by ghosts to jump from the building.
Father came every Friday there and cleaned the place with the holy water. Slowly, all the strange acts went down. It was not finished completely at all, many children said that the luggage of their room goes around. But there was no case of selfishness again. After that I studied for two years at that school, but I did not feel like it there. Yes, but in the night, definitely there was fear in going to those stairs.
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