Let me start this story by
explaining it is *NOT* a real event, this is not something that happened to me,
nor is it something it happened to anyone I know. It’s a creepy story my friend
told me when we were 14, and it is probably the most terrifying one I’ve heard
since some of those fucked up stories from the book series “Scary Stories to
Tell In The Dark”. If you haven’t read those, I recommend doing so. Even if you’re
an adult. They’re scary. Go read them now. I’ll wait for you here.
Now that we’ve gotten THAT out of
the way, here goes:
There was this teenage girl named
Sally and she had gotten detention for being a rebellious teenage, as some
girls are. Her detention ran late, and most of the school had been cleaned and
closed down, and by the end of her detention, there was just her teacher and
her left behind. As she was getting ready to leave, she went to go to the
bathroom.
The halls were eerily empty and
dark. As she made her way down the hall towards the bathroom, she heard a faint
sound in the distance.
She stopped and listened more carefully. She could still
hear it and was finally able to identify it as a faint squeaking noise of
something on wheels coming down the hall. As she stood there listening, she
realized something else. It was getting louder, which meant whatever it was making
the noise was getting closer.
Sally couldn’t explain it, but this
realization terrified her to her very soul. She just knew she had to get away,
but she couldn’t. The only exit was down the hallway she believed the squeaking
was coming from. She quietly checked all the lockers and found an empty one, so
she got in and closed the door behind her. The squeaking was getting louder and
louder. It was definitely coming down the hall towards her. She watched through
the crack of the locker as the noise got closer, and then she finally saw what
was causing it.
A gurney with what appeared to be a
dead body was being slowly wheeled down the hallway, being lazily pushed by a
woman who appeared to be a nurse. Sally looked closer and could see the nurse’s
face, and there was something odd about it. The nurse was pale, void of any
emotion, and had deep dark pools of hollow black in her eyes. The nurse slowly
continued pushing the gurney down the hall, passing the locker Sally was hiding
in without even a glance in that direction.
Sally waited in the locker until
she could no longer hear the squeaking, and then quietly got out. She quickly
made her way back down the hallway, opposite of the direction the sound had
gone down, and unfortunately opposite the bathroom. When she got back to the
detention room, she went up to her teacher and explained what she saw. The
teacher dismissed her description, and told Sally she was just letting her
imagination run away from her. Why would there be a nurse in a school? Why
would they be transporting bodies down the hallway? The more Sally thought about
it, the more she realized how ridiculous she was being. She most likely
imagined the whole thing because the eerie quiet of the hallway had made her
uncomfortable.
The teacher offered to go back to
the bathroom with Sally, as the child was clearly upset and concerned. Sally
knew she had to go before she would be able to get home, so this seemed like
the most logical solution.
Off they went.
The teacher waited outside the
bathroom for Sally, and Sally went on in. As she was in the stall, waiting for
the terror to subside and to be able to finally pee, she heard it. The squeaking.
It was much louder and she grew concerned for her teacher, but she was more
terrified and couldn’t find a way to be brave with that much fear in her. She
lifted her feet off the floor and kept quiet until finally, the squeaking had
faded again. She breathed a sigh of relief and then went to stand up. As she
was getting up, she happened to glance up and there was the nurse, looking over
the divider between the stall she was in and the stall next to her and staring
right at Sally.
Sally’s heart filled with fear and
the nurse continued to stare at her with her hollow black eyes, staring at her
from above.
I know the story is a bit weak but
once you read it, and then next time you go to a public bathroom and it’s
empty, I guarantee you will be watching out for the nurse. The thought of
someone looking at me over the ledge of a public toilet scares the shit out of
me.
The images used in this were not
drawn by me, so the sites I used are:
allthingsmybabysittersavampire.blogspot.ca/2012_07_01_archive.html
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