Chapter 1: The Dead of Night
There’s a reason no one goes into Dorm 7 after dark.
I didn’t believe the stories at first. I thought it was just another way for the seniors to scare the new kids. But now, I wish I had listened. Because I saw her. I saw the girl with no eyes.
Chapter 2: The Boarding School
My name is Nnamdi, and this happened when I was fifteen. My parents were busy people, there job was so demanding, and we moved around a lot because they transfer them to different states every 2 years, they usually wake up early and leave for work everyday, so i dont get to see them most of the time, even during the weekend they are working in their office at home. I had no siblings i was an only child. I felt so neglected, i often wondered why god gave them a child, because they didnt deserve one, their work was all they care about, i was literally invincible to them, that made me so angry and i became rebellious , i did the very opposite of what they wanted, i even failed my classes just to get their attention, but instead of getting attention they decided to send me to a boarding school deep in the village called (ST, STEPHENS).
They said it would make me "disciplined" and "strong." They made all the arrangements necessary for me to resume school, so on this very chilled sunday afternoon my parents drove me to the school, on our way to the school i noticed that the road leading to the school was so bushy and dark, it was weird to me, but i shaked off the feeling after all am getting away from my annoying parents and i would make new friends, at least i wont be lonely so i held onto that.
Finally we got to the school my parents dropped me off and left, the place was old, with creaky wooden floors and narrow hallways that felt like they never ended. The walls seemed to groan whenever the wind blew, and there was this smell of old books and damp clothes.
The teachers were strict, but it was the stories the other students told that kept me awake at night. They talked about a girl who died there many years ago. A girl who went missing after being locked in Dorm 7 as punishment. They never found her body, but sometimes, they’d hear her crying in the night.
I thought it was just a rumor. A ghost story to scare us. But then I was assigned to Dorm 7.
Chapter 3: The First Night
It was the first night I moved into the room. I shared it with three other boys—Chike, Emeka, and Tunde. Chike was the quiet one, Emeka always made jokes, and Tunde acted like he wasn’t scared of anything.
"Don't worry about the stories, Nnamdi," Emeka said, smirking. "People say they hear things, but it's just the wind. This building is ancient."
We turned off the lights and settled into our bunks. The room was cold, even though it was the middle of a hot season. As I lay there, I thought I heard whispering. But when I asked the others, they said it was just my imagination. I believed them—until the door to our room creaked open slowly, as if someone was pushing it.
But no one was there.
Chapter 4: The Warning
The next morning, I told Emeka about the door. He laughed, saying it was just the wind. But then Chike spoke up. He told me that when he first moved in, he thought he saw a shadow in the corner of the room. It looked like a girl, but when he turned on the light, no one was there. Tunde just scoffed and told us to stop being babies.
That night, I couldn’t sleep. I kept staring at the corner of the room, waiting for something to move. Around midnight, I heard a soft sound. It was like... breathing. But it wasn’t coming from any of us. It was coming from under my bed.
I froze. My mouth went dry. The breathing got louder, then stopped suddenly, like whoever—or whatever—was there realized I was listening. I grabbed my flashlight and shone it under the bed. Nothing.
But when I turned it off, I heard a faint whisper right by my ear.
"Help me."
Chapter 5: The Girl
The next morning, I told the others, but they didn’t believe me. I was starting to think I was losing my mind. But then, the things started happening when the lights were on too.
One evening, Chike got locked in the room while we were outside for roll call. When we came back, he was curled up in the corner, mumbling to himself. His eyes were wide, like he’d seen something that made his soul leave his body.
"She... she has no eyes," he kept repeating.
We had to carry him to the nurse, but he never came back to the dorm. They sent him home the next day, and no one talked about it. But I knew. I knew he’d seen her.
Chapter 6: The Shadows
Things got worse after Chike left. Emeka started sleepwalking, but he couldn’t remember doing it. He’d wake up in strange places—outside the dorm, in the school hallways, even near the abandoned well behind the school, which the teachers warned us never to go near.
One night, I woke up and saw him standing by the window, staring outside. I called his name, but he didn’t answer. I walked up to him and shook his shoulder. He turned slowly, and I gasped.
His eyes were wide open, but it was like he wasn’t seeing anything. His lips moved, but the voice that came out wasn’t his.
“She’s coming for you, Nnamdi.”
And then he collapsed.
Chapter 7: The Empty Room
A few nights later, Emeka left the school. They said he was having "episodes." Tunde and I were the only ones left. I could tell he was scared, though he tried to hide it. We both heard the footsteps outside our door at night, the way the door would rattle like someone was trying to get in.
One night, I woke up to find Tunde’s bed empty. I heard whispering again, coming from the hallway. I opened the door, and there he was, standing in front of the old mirror at the end of the corridor. His reflection looked wrong—like there was something else behind him. A shadow that wasn’t his.
I ran up to him, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back. He stared at me with those empty eyes and said, “She wants you to stay.”
The next morning, Tunde was gone. The teachers said he had run away, but I knew better. I knew the truth. I was next.
Chapter 8: The Last Night
On my last night in Dorm 7, I heard the crying. It was faint at first, like the sound of rain on a distant roof. But then it got louder, turning into desperate sobs. I wanted to run, but my legs wouldn’t move.
The door to the room creaked open, and I saw her. A girl in a torn school uniform, her hair covering her face. But when she looked up, her face was blank. No eyes. Just dark, empty sockets that seemed to pull in all the light.
She reached out her hand and whispered, “Stay with me.”
I don’t know where the strength came from, but I ran. I ran out of the room, down the stairs, and out of the building. I didn’t stop until I was at the main gate, screaming for help. They thought I had lost my mind, but I knew what I saw.
They moved me to another dorm the next day, but I couldn’t sleep. I kept seeing her face, those dark, empty holes where her eyes should have been.
Chapter 9: Aftermath
I left the school a few weeks later, and my parents never spoke about it again. But I heard that they sealed off Dorm 7. They said it was for renovations, but I knew better. The room was cursed, and whatever was inside didn’t want to let anyone go.
I still have nightmares sometimes. I see her standing at the foot of my bed, whispering those words: “Stay with me.”
And every time, I wake up feeling like she’s just waiting for me to go back.
There are some places you just don’t stay after dark. Places where the past lingers, where the air is thick with secrets. Dorm 7 was one of those places. And if you ever find yourself in an old boarding school where the rooms seem too quiet, don’t ignore the stories. Because sometimes, they’re true.
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