Scary Schools Novels & Stories

"If you can't mingle with normal kids, then you have to mingle with the other Freaky kids." "Mama, I don't wanna mingle with anyone!" Anastasia raised one hand, motioning for Lyla to be quiet. She looked at his daughter fixedly. "The Witch Council will hear of this. I'm not taking any chances. I should admit you to Gothic Academy, mingle with the Freaky kids there. You'll be safe there." "What?" Lyla jumped from her seat. "You heard me clearly, Lyla Helliwell." Lyla shook her head vigorously. "No, Mama, I don't want to. I hate school and I don't wanna go to any of it!"

days left before entering the school and Luck had not made a decision yet. Luck, on the other hand, was investigating the death of his parents and the fact that why speaking, languages ​​was very easy for him and everything that has to do with academics and sports seemed trivial to him. While Luck was locked in his room many things crossed his mind, and a letter from a private school called his attention to "HAVENSTOWN preparatory school," for Luck that name was strange to what he decided to search the internet for about that school. . "The intention of the grandparents for Luck to make the decision was that there were only 5 days left for entering the school and Luck had not made a decisio

Matthias gave a speech in his place that ignited the earlier rumors about him and Trish. The school had a bench made in the clearing where they had the Samhain celebrations. Students were leaving flowers and notes on and around the bench for Trish. Everyone was affected by the unexpected death. Shipton Academy was supposed to be a safe haven for witches and warlocks and their perfect little bubble was infected with fear and grief.

"That means... The Carla we always noticed once in a while when we started schooling here is dead and Psycho Carla assumed her identity without raising suspicions?" My brows quirked when her question came to an end. "That's how it is. It is crazy right?" " What is wrong with our school? Do you think she is under a curse?" I scoffed. "I am serious. With Bryan being a murderer and Carla stealing people's identity and male teachers hitting on-" " Hitting on what?" I asked. " Nothing. That school is messed up and it needs prayers or exorcism. Either one is fine." " Don't be so extra. Drama always happens where teenagers are found."

She faint into one of the sofa in tears. EXCELLENT BRAINS COLLEGE The Excellent Brains college was busy as usual with it's students going about their early morning routine but things were quite different after the incident which occurred a week ago at the theatre. Strange and creepy things are always heard and reported since then. Students were made to walk in pairs or groups rather than individually. Rumours had it that, voices and footsteps are heard at the theatre and the washrooms during school hours which made the school pretty creepy but Ben and his friends kept bullying others as if nothing happened.

At that, the doorbell rang. -I'll go," he announces, leaving the room. I admit I'm a little nervous about going to a new school, plus, it's an academy where there will be more strange entities. Wolves, vampires, sorceresses. Mrs. Sara had sent us some papers with some information. I knew it was a huge school, old style, like those haunted and dark mansions. There were seated rooms as there were seats for students. I am too self-conscious just now. I finished packing, checking and checking to make sure I wasn't missing anything until I was ready.

Most schools are built on tombs, why are there only hospitals and schools with many of these terrifying elements, don't you have any idea? She swallowed her saliva, she turned and rolled her eyes at him. "Can you stop talking?" Rolando smirked: "I only know that if you were to stroll around the school by yourself at night and see a white-clothed student wandering around with disheveled hair, it would be best for you to not go up and strike up a conversation to avoid provoking anything unclean." She felt a chill run down her spine. Not far away on the lawn, there was a girl with disheveled hair walking leisurely in white clothes.

Mal Sentro Siyudad Academy was a well-known school that consistently produced excellent students. A school that produces competitive and genius students, but they also produce monsters. “I heard SSA won the science fair again.” A student from another school said. “Well, it is expected though, they always come out on in every competition.” The other student answered. “They already receive a lot of budget from the ministry, and they’re still sweeping this kind of competition.” I sat still and focus myself on my homework. I chose to be alone in this shop to avoid any noise. However, hearing those two students blabber dampens my mood. I just want a quiet place to work on my assignment.

Derek that. And of course they were never positive comments, she made sure to constantly remind her about the rumor of Derek going to jail or even the one about him being a member of the agbero gangs. Well, that was what they called it in their school. The agbero gang was basically those tattered looking boys that lurked around the run down or shady part of Port Harcourt. The ones that cat called any girl who passed their line of sight, sometimes they were even accused of attempted rape.

"I'll show you to your homeroom if you tell me your name. Otherwise I'll have to make one up." "Like what?" I challenged. "And I can find my own homeroom. I've been to fifteen schools—they're all basically the same." "Not this one," Daniel insisted. "You should know, weird stuff happens here." "All schools have weird stuff," I countered, remembering one school where they broke into musicals at every opportunity. I like musicals when people can actually sing. They couldn't. "No, seriously. This place is different," he pressed. "Why, is it haunted?" I asked sarcastically, the first thing that popped into my head.