I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Kari!" I yelled as loud as I could. "Kari..." I shut myself in a stall, hyperventilating. The black started to seep through the crack in the door. I knew there was no way Kari could hear me, but I had tried anyway. This was how I was going to die, shut in a bathroom stall with the evil black mass choking me. That's when I heard the door slam open. The black disappeared immediately.
"Is everything okay in here?" says the voice of a teacher, Mrs. Bendele. Tears start streaming down my face silently. I was safe.
"Yes, I'm fine," I manage to choke out through my tears. I hear Mrs. Bendele's footsteps come to a halt outside the stall I'm in.
"Honey? What's wrong?" she says as I unlock the door and she gets a glimpse of my tear-stained cheeks. "I heard yelling."
"Ummmm..." I stammer, unsure of what to say, knowing she'll never believe the real story. I tell her it anyway. "Mrs. Bendele, I saw a ghost, and it tried to kill me." Her face took on an expression that clearly said, stupid third graders.
"You don't have to lie you know, I won't get mad," she says soothingly. I sigh. Teachers just don't get it.
"I'm not lying," I say matter of factly. She gives me a reproachful look.
"Alright then, I'll take you to Mrs. Skalnik, and you can tell her your story." I gulp. Mrs. Skalnik, our principal, is very strict and, honestly, she hates me. It has something to do with my older brother, I think, he's always been a troublemaker.
We reach Mrs. Skalnik's office, and Mrs. Bendele says, "Go on in. I'm sorry, hon, but I have to report something like this. Good luck." I liked Mrs. Bendele. She was usually nice to me, and didn't judge me because of my brother.
I take a deep breath, and walk into the office.