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The Bell Tower |
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| . Our story begins deep in the heart of Terrebonne High, where a dark secret lies, waiting for a not-so-bright student like Marsha Johnson to come along and knock at its door. Many years ago some strange events happened at this high school. Please come with me now as I describe to you the story of the ghost of the fourth floor. Marsha liked to think she was just a "normal" teenage girl, but something happened on October 13, 1965 that changed all that. When cheerleading practice had come to a late close she realized she had left her chemistry book in her locker on the third floor. It was about 6:30pm and the school was dark and ominous. Marsha could hear the thunder in the distance. As she was almost to the third floor landing she could have sworn that above the sound of the wind and thunder someone said her name from the stairs to the fourth floor. Shaking her head to clear her mind Marsha continued up a few more steps. Suddenly she heard it again a little bit louder. "Maaaaarrrshaaaaa," the low voice droned. "Um, is s-somebody there," Marsha asked in a squeaky voice. Just as Marsha lifted one foot very slowly to the next step the lights flickered and went out. The dull light penetrating through the window was enough for her to decide to go on. Six steps from the third floor landing was to close to give up now. Taking a deep breath she bolted for the doors. Right when she reached for the handle she heard someone plainly say her name in a normal tone of voice. Marsha never got a chance to open the door, but turned around quickly putting her back against it. "Who are you?" she called into the darkness. "Marsha, you have to come see this," said a voice from the darkness. The voice sounded like a teenage girls but it wasn't one recognizable in Marsha's mind. She repeated her question and waited almost a minute for an answer. When she was about to give up and make herself forget she heard anything at all, a small clanking sound floated to her from the stairwell above. "I know someone is there," she called with a voice that cracked with fear. "The door is unlocked," the voice called down to her, "You have to see this. Everyone will be so surprised." "Surprised about what? What is up there? Who are you?" Marsha called desperately into the darkness. Standing there with her back pressed against the door she couldn't take it any longer. Marsha quickly opened the gate and started up the stairs. "Where are you?" she asked timidly. She slowly made her way up the stairs towards the almost complete darkness with her back pressed against the wall. Reaching the middle landing the darkness was broken by the door to the roof opening and letting in some of the weak light from outside. When she looked up saw the silhouette of someone just leaving the doorframe to the roof. . |
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