A young girl named Patcha is a person who likes to tell ghost stories. She has told over a hundred stories and told them to over a hundred people! She is therefore known as ghost storyteller of this school The special thing that others could hardly imitate was that the way she told the listeners made them so frightened that they had no desire to study again.

This made many teachers very worried about her behavior. But then something unexpected happened. When she had to end her life miserably like the story she had told her friends about!.../

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"At one classroom Now there is no one else. The children dispersed and went home. Therefore making this room quiet and frightening. No one dared to step into this place. But there was a young girl. Quietly sharpening a knife in the corner of the room, no one noticed her..."

        "o_o/>o         "

You guys are acting like you've seen a ghost. Haha, how satisfying!"

"You guys," 'Pang' said as he poked me hard. Pang is my dear friend. This girl is the most fearful person. It should be worthy of the person who tells the scariest ghost stories, right? ^^

"what ?"

"He's afraid."

“This is just a story I made up myself. Why are you afraid?”

"Alas! Did you dress it yourself? I'm so shocked."

"But sometimes it can be true..."

"scream!!!!!"

"Hoy! You guys are quiet. The teacher will hear it soon."

My name is Patcha, a student in Mathayom 1 who is the naughtiest kid in the class, or maybe the worst student at the school. I often get complained by teachers about the things that make my friends scared and worried about the stories I tell. But almost every story I tell isn't true. Scaring your friends is really fun.

"This is a tea fan! Didn't the teacher tell you not to tell ghost stories to your friends again? Do you know how many friends have been so scared that they've been hospitalized!!" A familiar voice came from behind us. Then me and everyone automatically got up and ran away. Everyone dispersed and went in different directions.

I quickly ran to a room. which is quiet without people Because this time is the evening when everyone has gone their separate ways. This makes the classroom quiet and scary. I hid quietly behind the door. With a trembling heart from running and exhaustion Sensing that the teacher was no longer there, he hurriedly left his hiding place. and looked around the room. 'How scary,' I muttered to myself.

Suddenly I heard something. It was the sound of knife sharpening coming from somewhere. I looked around the room but saw nothing. But that voice still echoes in my head like this. I immediately ran out of the room. But I don't hesitate to want to know what it is. So I went back and looked in that room again.

The images I saw made me feel nauseous. Fresh murder blood trickled down a path towards the corner of the room. I followed the blood out of curiosity. As I reached the end of my blood, I slowly raised my head to look at the sight in front of me.

A girl with big eyes, cute but full of fear. His hair was as long as his upper arm, stained with bright red blood. She was holding a sharp knife and sharpening it to a shiny, razor-sharp edge. She turned her eyes to my side as if looking at something with those terrifying eyes. I looked at her with frightened eyes.

Slowly, he turned around with his heart pounding heavily. But the corpse lying in a pool of blood made me nearly fall to the ground.

"flour!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!” I shouted and screamed as loud as I could with regret and revenge at the same time. Pang must die because of him. He must die. He must die!!!

"Huh, huh, your friend has a beautiful heart." The woman stabbed a knife into Pang's fresh heart with a horrifying smile on her face. But now I'm not afraid anymore. That girl killed my friend. I must take revenge!!

“You die!” I hurriedly grabbed the knife when she was unconscious and hurriedly stabbed her.

Shock! Shock! Shock! Shock!

I stabbed hard with satisfaction, stabbing without stopping, stabbing until she cried out loudly and immediately collapsed to the ground.

"You, you must die. Haha. You're dead, Pang. I can take revenge for you. Hahaha. You're dead. You're dead. I can kill a ghost. Haha...!"

The pain from his chest began to hurt. The pain increased as she pressed deeper and harder until she felt like she would die. But I'm not dead yet. Slowly, slowly, she tortured me until I finally collapsed in a pool of my own blood in excruciating pain.

"Remember! Don't tell anyone else about my story, haha!!”

The next day, someone saw me and Pang lying miserably in that classroom. But there was no one studying in that classroom. Because it was an abandoned classroom! The teacher told me that there used to be a cute girl. She is a psycho who likes to watch gory movies. They fought until their stomachs were visible.

And she has had that kind of taste since childhood until now. Her parents thought she was crazy for watching such a movie. Waiting to put her in a mental hospital all the time. Until she accumulated that resentment and used it to kill all her parents and friends in her room! Until that room became an abandoned room with no one studying anymore...

Special chapter....

After the powder and fan tea died The ghost stories that Padcha had told his friends were passed on and became legends at the school. Especially the story of that girl who sharpened the knife was very famous. So someone continued to tell the story. After that, it was news that that school had suddenly become an abandoned school when all the students in the school had died!!

*Be careful of the corners of your classroom. Sometimes there might be a young girl sharpening a knife waiting for prey. Or that victim might be you. It can be...*

...completely finished...