Short Stories of Campus Terror Part I: Walking in the Corridor
My school is in the new urban area of Hohhot, which is rented by the school, but it is also relatively spacious. During the summer vacation of my freshman year, I didn't want to go home because it was too far from home, and it took me nearly 30 hours to go back and forth. Just in summer, there were so many people on the bus that I couldn't even find a seat, so I had to stand all the way. I decided to stay and find a place to work. After a few trips, I was invited to a small restaurant nearby. I am naturally very happy. Because it's my first job, I work hard. I don't come back until eleven or twelve every night. Although I am very tired, I am still very excited.
My dormitory is on the fifth floor. Because all the students have gone home, there are only two unmarried teachers on duty in the school. They live on the first floor, and the lights on the second to fifth floors are turned off. You can only go upstairs with a flashlight at night. It was dark on both sides of the corridor. The higher you go, the darker you get. I gritted my teeth and ran as fast as I could, often panting when I got home. The room was dark, so I went to the window. Down there, there is a light under the construction team. With that faint light, I finished washing and fell asleep soon. I often sleep for a long time because of fear. This kind of life probably took five or six days. One night, I came back late again. After twelve o'clock, when I entered the house, I heard someone coming upstairs.
The footsteps were so loud that anyone could see that it was from the first floor to the fifth floor. I guess the teacher checked the night. On second thought, I am alone. What are you checking? Footsteps from far and near, from small to big, came straight to my door. I was taken aback and thought.
I glanced at the latch, but fortunately I locked it as soon as I entered the house. After waiting for a while, there was no knock at the door and no sound. It's as quiet as death, and my hair is about to explode. I quietly picked up a stool and stood at the door, trembling and said, if anyone dares to come in, I don't care if you are a person or a ghost, I'll give it to you right away. I don't know how long this stalemate lasted, but it was as quiet as death. There was no sound of going downstairs. I listened through the door and found nothing. I am exhausted. I thought, let him go, whatever he is, so I put down my stool and looked at the time. Oh, my God, two hours have passed. I stood with a stool in my hand for two hours. I was too tired to care about ghosts and people, so I fell asleep. The next day, I went downstairs and asked the teacher on duty if he had gone to check the night. The teacher on duty said no, which made me more dizzy. I told him what happened yesterday, and he was shocked and asked me to move downstairs. Nothing happened after that.
Selected Short Stories of Campus Terror Part II: Ghosts by the Trash Bin
This happened when I was in high school. I am a boarding student. Our accommodation there was relatively poor at that time. A dozen people crowded into a big berth. In the evening, I come back from the evening self-study, or read, or chat, or wash clothes, and then wait for the duty room to turn off the lights and sleep. And I happened to have a pile of dirty clothes to wash that day, so I squatted in the corridor outside to wash clothes alone. It was about ten o'clock in the evening. When I stood up to change the water, I looked outside. Facing the window, it is a big trash can, and my eyes just stay on it. The moonlight is bright and the air is innocent. But I saw a man lying on the edge of the trash can, all white, very fuzzy white. I thought I was dazzled and looked at it carefully on the glass. This time, I saw clearly that it was a person. But who could it be in the middle of the night? And our dormitory is next to the duty room. It doesn't matter. I was so scared that I ran into the house. They talked and laughed. I turned off the light immediately before I came to the light switch. I said to my roommate Xu, look at the window quickly. I'm incoherent by the trash can. Everyone asks what's wrong. I said, go, hello? Let's go Maybe I look terrible. All the girls in the room stood up and looked out of the window, saying in unison that it was really a person, dressed in white. Why are you lying there? It's not a person, it's a ghost, and you can't see your face. Everyone exclaimed together. Just when I was in a mess, suddenly I don't know who shouted, gone, gone. As for how it disappeared, no one saw it. I'm too scared to look at it. After a long time, no one dared to go out alone, and they all formed in twos and threes until graduation.
Selected Short Stories of Campus Terror Part III: Mysterious Experimental Building
The school covers a large area and the number of students is gradually increasing. Because of the large number of students enrolled every year, the graduate school has expanded its enrollment, and the study room is gradually insufficient. Under the appeal of the student union, the school allows students to study in the experimental building.
Xiaoke and Xiaoxin are a couple, one studying computer and the other studying material metallurgy. Both of them love learning very much and are eager to get a master's degree and a doctor's degree in the future and become famous and married. Freshmen are all in the new campus, and they moved to this campus only in their sophomore year, so although they are already sophomores, they are not very familiar with the geography of this campus.
That night, the two met for self-study, and there was really no place to go, so they went to the experimental building. The structure of the experimental building is very strange. There are long stairs at the entrance leading to the second floor. Above the fifth floor, it is self-study. The first floor is the place where experimental equipment is concentrated. Master tutors only go when they take students to do experiments. Usually, few people go there. When they came in, they found the fifth floor brightly lit, only to find that they were lost. All the classrooms were found to be laboratories. In fact, these all come down to the structural problems of the experimental building, which belongs to the "mouth"-shaped real estate, with an independent small building built on one side and integrated with the experimental building. The design inside is also very strange. You can only go up to the fifth floor from the west side of the third floor, and all the stairs from the main hall and the east side are not connected to the fifth floor.
Xiao Xin was a little scared and said, "Xiaoke, let's go home. I don't think there is anyone in this building. It's so strange. "
Xiao Ke disagreed and took Xiao Xin's hand and said, "What are you afraid of? In winter, it is difficult to find a place where no one is there. Just the two of us. "
Xiao Xin said, "Stop fooling around and let's get out of here."
Little York spoke better and better, making faces to tease Xiao Xin, who was a little angry and turned away.
The experimental building is strange to freshmen. The corridor turned around, and the most terrible thing was that it was dark during the experiment. The corridor is also half bright and half dark. Xiaoxin took two steps quickly and went down to the third floor. She found that Xiao didn't follow and stood there a little angry.
Xiao Ke thought of Doby Xiao Xin, ready to go down the stairs to the hall for a spin to catch up with Xiao Xin.
Then something terrible happened.
Xiao Xin turned back to the third floor and found no one. Xiao disappeared, so she hurried downstairs and went straight to the first floor. The first floor was dark, no one was there, and all the laboratories were dead. Xiao Xin walked around, there was no gate at all, and she didn't know she couldn't get out 1 building! Xiao Xin is getting more and more afraid.
With a whoosh, a mouse came out from the opposite side and looked at Xiao Xin in a bright corner. Xiao Xin is a girl, but she is not too afraid of mice. She quickly comforted herself without scaring herself. I clearly came in just now, why can't I get out?
"Wow?"
The sound of running water, in the opposite corner, the sound of water at the corner of the stairs, and a vague figure with his back to Xiao Xin. Xiao Xin, look at that man. He looks like a middle-aged man, with a fat figure, neutral clothes, short hair and short stature. I really can't tell whether he is a man or a woman. She ventured to go over and ask how to get out.
She stopped.
The middle-aged man has been half bent and motionless, and the water is flowing like that. "Wow?"
Xiao Xin's heart in my throat, ready to turn around.
The middle-aged man stood up slowly and looked back. A cold face showed a row of white teeth in the dark. Ah!
Xiaoxin screamed and turned and ran.
Running around, Xiao Xin felt her legs were weak, but she still couldn't run out. She ran to the first floor crying and shouting. All the scenes of horror movies appeared in front of her eyes, and she felt a face smiling at her in every corner.
A shadow appeared in front. Xiao Xin, who was running on the first floor, was hit by the shadow and Xiao Xin fainted.
The shadow is Xiaoke, because Xiaoke heard Xiaoxin's shouts and rushed to the first floor.
Xiao Xin's shouts and screams reached the reception office on the second floor, and the two students on duty got up the courage to go downstairs.
Xiao Ke is in the hospital with Xiao Xin. Xiao Xin woke up trembling and said, "Ghost, ghost!" " .
Many people speculate that maybe Xiao Xin met a black student on the first floor that night, and his teeth were so black; That place on the first floor is a hot water room, which is mainly used by the doorman on duty. It happened that the light was broken that night, and someone might go downstairs to fetch water in the dark. All kinds of speculations have their own reasons. As a result, no one went to the first floor there at night. Even when studying at night, everyone reminds each other to come down to the lobby on the second floor. Don't accidentally go to the first floor. Others say that the staff on duty in the experimental building sometimes inexplicably hear someone running on the first floor, but there is no one inside?
Read the campus horror short stories, selected:
1. Selected short stories of campus horror
2. Selected short stories of campus ghost stories
3. Selected short stories on campus
4. Short horror stories
5. Selected short stories of youth campus.