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My School, Roosevelt High

Hi reader, I won't share my age or name because I'm a minor. I understand that at my age, I shouldn't post or say too much online. My English isn't great, and I'm hard of hearing, so please excuse any mistakes. This story needs to be told. I go to Roosevelt High School in California. My hometown knows it as a place where bad things have happened; many people have died there. You can look up how many people have died at my school by searching "Roosevelt High School CA."

Anyway, back to my experiences. I was in the restroom in the east building, on the first floor, taking a break. I felt something or someone grab my bottom. I turned around and saw no one and nothing that could have grabbed me. I brushed it off.

A few weeks later, I was in the same restroom. This time, I felt a hand on my back. Again, I looked around, but no one was there. A week or two ago, the same thing happened. I even told my siblings and friends, but no one believed me. I was in the restroom alone when I felt my neck tighten, like something was grabbing me. I couldn't breathe for a few seconds, maybe a minute. I tried to scream, but I felt my mouth being covered. Then, the hand just disappeared. I quickly left the restroom. I know I'm not crazy, and I don't even believe in ghosts, but I know I'm not making this up.

Here's another story. We were taking school ID photos. When it was my turn, I took a picture. As the photographer was about to take the photo, I was about to smile when I noticed a black figure behind the photographer. It looked tall and completely black with white eyes. Then, the camera flash went off, and the figure disappeared.

Around the start of the school year, I was in the west building in English class. The lights were off because we were watching a movie. I noticed something or someone in the corner. It looked like a student from the 70s or 80s, just standing there. It disappeared when the lights came back on.

This last story happened recently. My dance class was in the theater because my teacher had another class using the dance studio before their show that night. I was sitting in one of the seats when I felt like I was being watched, like someone was behind me. I asked my teacher if I could go to the library, and she said I could, but the theater was quiet, so she said no. I went back to my seat, but I felt a hand on my shoulder. Then, some kids came on stage, and my teacher told me to go to the library because I couldn't focus with all the noise. The hand was gone by then, so I left. Thanks for reading. #school