My dad was a coach at a local junior high from the day it opened in '77 until he retired in 2007. He says that from the very first day he was in that school until the last, strange things would always happen. The first year the school was open was the worst according to him. A girl OD'd in the school, the school was flooded after 5 months, and stuff would constantly become lost. Well the summer before school started, he was working in his office getting it ready from the start when he heard the showers all turn on at once. 25 shower heads just turned on. Think about that. He goes to check it out, thinking that its maybe a problem with the pipes, but the handles for all the showers had been turned on. He left the school for the day after that.
One of the worst stories was when he told me about the very first school dance they had. He was supervising the kids when he noticed a little girl standing at the very top of the stairs. The stairs were blocked off by tables so he moves them out of the way then heads up there to bring her back down. When he gets closer he notices that the girl is wearing a very old style dress, down to her ankles. He yells at her to get back down to the cafeteria, but she just smiles at him and takes off running down the hall and around the corner. When he chases after her he turns the corner and runs right into this big metal fence that is put up to block off halls. But the girl was nowhere.
Other teachers would continue to see and hear strange things throughout the school year. One of the science teachers was grading papers in her room after school when she looked up and saw a little Mexican boy standing in the door way. He smiled at her and asked in Spanish if she needed help, she said no thanks and got up to close her door. After about 30 minutes she looks up at her door after hearing a noise in the side window next to her door, she sees the same little Mexican boy staring at her with this blank expression on his face. She gets up to ask him whats wrong but by the time she gets to the door, he has disappeared right before her eyes.
When I was in elementary school I would go to the junior high and wait for my dad to be done with football practice in his office. A couple of times I would hear the showers turn on when there wouldn't be anyone in there, or a locker slam shut. But every time I was there I would feel like I was being watched.
In high school after telling my friends these stories, we all decided to go check out the school at night. Big mistake. We get into the parking lot and immediately it feels like we're being watched and like someone is pressing on our chests. Everyone felt it. So we're in the parking lot all trying to act tough but its not working, no one was brave enough to go up to the glass and look in. One of my friends starts bawling uncontrollably, freaking out like something is chasing him. We pile into our cars and peel out of there. No one wanted to look back until we got back home.