by Rebekah
(Baltimore, Maryland)
Ever since I was 3 I attended Our Lady of Fatima School Pre-K up until 8th grade. My mother had been a teacher there for many years, so I was there on a weekly basis early in the mornings, and as late as 11 P.M. at night. The School is attached to the Church, and the Church also has a basement, which includes the gym, a daycare room, a dining hall, a library, and a computer room. The second floor contains Pre-K through 5th grade, including the Church. The third floor contains classrooms 6th through 8 and the Nuns rectory. I spent most of my time in the 8th grade room where my mother taught, she was in the choir so I would stay up stairs all alone while she was in the church singing. The room was all tidy, the chairs sat neatly on top the desk, and the boards cleaned and were wiped with all impurities. One night when i was in my mothers 8th grade class room I was sitting down at her desk doing homework, and I thought I heard someone say something, and than it sounded like chalk was writing up against a board. I was really shaken up but ignored it, and continued doing my homework. A minute later the two desks that sat in front of my mothers desk, both the chairs had fallen off and sat perfectly erect like someone should sit in them. I panicked, I hop out of my seat and ran down the hallway to get out of the building and as I was running down the hall way every toilet in the mens bathroom had started flushing. And I was the only one on that floor. Or was I? I currently started to become a night janitor cleaning the bingo hall of Fatima. We clean around 11 P.M. to 1 A.M. on Friday nights. I