The Ghost Of St Black's

The Ghost Of St Black's by Chocolate is a book where the main protagonist is Lucy Grey. This story is made entirely by the imagination of the author, and any similarities to real life is to be considered a coincidence.
Warning: This story may contain uncomfortable content, such as mild gore. Mature.
== Author's Note ==
I will update this book twice a week!
== Main Characters ==
=== Lucy Grey ===
=== Lavender Green ===
=== Eleanor Dawson Hills ===
== Blurb ==
==== Strange things start to happen when Lucy Grey writes a story about St Black's. She begins to feel possesed. With her friend, Lavender Green, Lucy is caught in a mist of adventure, horror and death... ====
== Prologue ==
== Chapter 1 ==
=== Lucy Grey ===
‘St Black’s was a mysterious school, having a dark past; Legend had it that the formidable place had been in an explosion in World War 1, and hundreds of people who had unfortunately been near or inside the school had died. The huge school soon collapsed, leaving black ashes and bits of the building splattered around like dead birds. After that, the raining season came, causing huge plants like vines to cover the place, never to be seen again until centuries later,’ I wrote in my paper. After a few minutes, I was done with my story. I gave it to Ms Blister. She read it for a while, and smiled. “Your story telling surprises me, Ms Grey. They should be published,” she praised.
I thanked Ms Blister and sat back on my desk. Suddenly, a paper plane flew above me and ended up on Ms Blister’s head. Everyone began to laugh. Ms Blister was a cheerful teacher, but stern. She stood up angrily from the chair and looked around the class. “Enough! Who did this?” she shouted. Everyone pointed at each other. Then they pointed at me. “But I didn’t do this!” I protested, frustrated with everyone. 
“You DID!” Archie told Ms Blister. He was the teacher’s pet, and always won the hearts of all the teachers, although behind their backs he was just a big bully. I bet he’d been the one who made the paper plane fly to Ms Blister so that I would get in trouble. So, unsurprisingly, Ms Blister believed him and glared at me. “I thought you were a clever student, excelling at English. But NO! Just after you received praise from me you start making mischief! I will NOT have this in my class!” Ms Blister said sternly. She took out some paper. “GET OUT OF THE CLASS AND GIVE THIS TO THE PRINCIPAL!”
I suddenly felt angry. Very, very, angry. I clenched my fist and stomped to her desk. “Ms Blister, HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY I DID NOT DO THIS! ALL YOU TEACHERS DO IS BELIEVE WHATEVER ARCHIE SAYS!” I yelled in her face. 
“MS. GREY,” Ms Blister warned. “You ARE NOT ALLOWED TO BE DISRESPECTFUL TO A TEACHER LIKE THIS.”
“PAH! I do what I want! WHo cares?"
Suddenly, Ms Blister stood up and grabbed me by the wrist.
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