As the saying goes, "In every ten schools, nine are built over graves, a chaotic burial ground suppressing the souls of the wronged. Nine graves, one execution ground, and beneath the school lies a chaotic burial site."
This school was not only built on a burial ground but also had a flowerbed shaped like Yin Yang Fish right at the entrance.
Many of the teaching buildings in the school displayed patterns of Yin Yang Bagua. What strange and eerie events had taken place here?
The incident occurred in a school located in the northwest. One year, the new batch of students was assigned to the old dormitory building. One girl, Wenwen, had an upset stomach and dragged her roommate, Xiaofang, to the restroom. Upon entering, they were immediately struck by an intense chill that made them shiver uncontrollably.
Xiaofang, knowing Wenwen was timid, offered some comforting words before heading into a stall herself.
What should have been an ordinary situation turned into something unexpected that night. Although Xiaofang tried to reassure Wenwen, she felt a creeping unease herself.
After finishing her business, Xiaofang hurriedly rushed out.
She called out for Wenwen several times but received no response. Assuming that Wenwen, being so timid, had run back to the dormitory first, Xiaofang decided to head back as well.
Just then, she heard a voice behind her: "Wait, wait for me, stay with me for a moment."
Thinking Wenwen hadn’t finished yet, Xiaofang urged her to hurry up. After waiting for a while with no sign of Wenwen emerging and feeling the temperature drop even further around her, she couldn’t help but shiver and decided to grab a jacket before returning.
As she turned to leave, Wenwen's voice echoed from inside the restroom: "Don't go, come in and keep me company..."
Perhaps Wenwen had heard Xiaofang's footsteps leaving; her voice became noticeably more urgent and even somewhat shrill.
As Xiaofang stepped out, she saw three people walking down the corridor. The moment she laid eyes on them, her mind buzzed with confusion; the one leading the group was Wenwen.
Wenwen had been calling for her for a long time after she came out, but Xiaofang hadn’t responded. Worried that something might have happened to her, Wenwen had come with other dorm mates to look for her.
Now, Wenwen stood right in front of Xiaofang, but who was it that had called her from the bathroom earlier? That voice had sounded exactly like Wenwen's.
Xiaofang recounted what had just happened to Wenwen and the others, pointing out the stall in question.
Upon hearing this, a chill ran down the spines of the group.
However, the two girls who had just arrived were skeptical. Boldly, they approached the stall to investigate, thinking someone might be playing a prank from another stall. They searched the entire bathroom but found no one at all.
At this point, the two girls assumed Xiaofang was just trying to scare them. But seeing Xiaofang collapse in fear, her legs giving way beneath her, they realized she wasn’t joking.
Xiaofang could only think of one thing: there was a ghost.
Suddenly, that chilling voice echoed again: “Stay and keep me company.”
The voice was ethereal and piercing, as if it came from another world. The group screamed in terror and fled back to their dormitory, and soon enough, the story spread throughout the school.
Later investigations revealed that several years ago, a serious campus bullying incident had occurred in that very bathroom.
A girl from a rural area who was exceptionally beautiful had drawn attention from the boys in her class.
This incident provoked another strong-willed girl in the class, who always looked for opportunities to bully her.
That day, she was dragged into the restroom and beaten mercilessly, ultimately stripped of her clothes and locked inside.
No one could imagine how the girl spent that night, nor could anyone understand her feelings.
The next morning, when the janitor opened the restroom door, she was already dead, hanging lifelessly inside.
Since then, the restroom has been anything but peaceful.
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