Pale and Bloody Face?

From: Aisha Johnston (legolas_rocks20032001@yahoo.ca)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Peace Memorial Public School
Source: Form Submission

Hello, I live in Hamilton, Ont. The story I am about to tell you is something I witnessed with a friend. Please, come along with me and hear the story about "The Pale and bloody.... Face?"

Ever since I was a child, I believed in ghosts. Bloody Mary haunted the school, and even a ghost dog. (which I have seen) But the story I will tell you is nothing of the sort.

My friend and I were in the gym helping our teacher count some things. She asked us to go up on stage and get a soft ball that had been thrown up there. Having fun, we both scattered up the stairs of the stage and grabbed at the ball. I got it and we started to play fight. We turned around and we saw a white thing staring at us. We jumped back and ran down the stairs, as quikly as possible, doing our best not to scream. After that we acted normal and helped the teacher count the rest of the stuff and then went to class, wondering what we had seen.

"It could'nt have been Bloody Mary" my friend said, " she does'nt have that much of a pale face." For that time, we wondered what haunted us.

The very next day, we had gym. It was so hard to stay away from the stage because we have a big class. Next, the same thing happened. Our ball had gone on to the stage and one of us had to go get it. Since we were friends, we went together and watched for anything out of the ordinary. Finally, we saw it, that face that made us quiver with fear. There, on the curtains of the stage,was a big pale face covered in blood. It seemed to be a boy with glasses. What surprised us the most before we ran down, managing not to scream, was that he had a hole in his neck.

We heard a couple weeks later that there was a rumor that a young boy had a solo in a play somewhere in the 1800's. They said that he fell through the stage while preforming. The police never found him but they said he fell on a sharp piece of wood witch went straight trough his neck. (The hole we saw)We are still too freaked to go on that stage unless it is very important. The one thing that bothers me though, is that, this June, I have a solo in a play we are doing on that very stage.