Hello everyone.

I hope you all had an amazing Christmas holiday.

Let us begin and get right into the stories this time as we drift further into Mr. Creve's

mind.

Something is wrong in classroom 42 at my school.

Written by Not necessarily.

Sometimes when you look through the newspaper covered windows of Classroom 42 from the hallway,

you could just make out the figures of chairs and tables inside the classroom.

And then, just as you were about to move your face away and go back,

you could swear you saw the faint outline of a single figure moving back and forth in the room.

This is a room that has been locked for the past 50 years.

I go to an old boarding school.

It's a big old school and by old I mean about 200 years old.

It has a rich history and has gone through several renovations over the years.

Out of these six buildings in the school, all of them except Block D have been completely

renovated to be modern and in line with current standards.

Block D is not used for dorms or classrooms, and is mostly a building for dingy entertainment

rooms and just general common areas.

Block D was a mass playground for us.

We spent cold winter nights cozy under blankets and blankets inside those rooms, telling each other's scary stories.

We also spent our summer days cooling off under the air conditioner and watching TV in that blog.

The teachers didn't mind and also treated it as an open area, where the 42 rooms were left open for students to relax in.

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