Well, that's a rather mixed title and first post. I suppose creepypasta is like the modern version of campfire stories and urban legends, but it would make more sense to have separate threads for creepypasta specifically and personal experiences, as creepypasta are rarely based on anything that actually happened. Anyway, back on topic. This isn't a story that happened to me, but it's something a co-worker told me about before.
Her husband used to work as an exterminator. You know, clear out vermin, bugs, stuff like that. In that line of work you get to experience all sorts of gloomy, dirty places like old cellars and dirty, poorly kept buildings. It was, I would have to say, 30 years or so ago, somewhere in the early 90s. Technology was already so common place most people wouldn't really give a hoot about ghost stories and such.
Anyway, this guy, my co-worker's husband, let's call him Bob. Bob got a call to go and inspect an old-ish school building. It was still in use, but it was situated in a rural country town and had not been renovated in quite some time. Had its fair share of windy hallways and random creaking, as you may know old houses do when the building "settles". That wasn't anything uncommon. However, some of the staff working late at night described hearing these squeaking, whimpering sounds from the attic. And also...footsteps. Of course, they had had some guys from town check it out with flashlights and all, with nobody to be seen. Of course it wasn't a person or anything, right? But the noises wouldn't stop, so they thought they might have a rat problem or something. They could easily make all the squealing noises. The footsteps were another thing, but that could be attributed to multiple things, not least of all imagination on top of panicking already.
So that's where Bob came into picture. He drove out into town that weekend, somewhere in the late August. The sun had already started to set when he got to the school building where the janitor had been waiting to let him in. The woman then described it in more detail Bob, such as when it had started, where they thought it was coming from, and that they had already left some mouse traps up there to no avail. Bob hadn't brought with him much, he was mainly there to check things out and then evaluate what he needed. He had a flashlight and some rat poison in his car, but that was it.
Bob headed up the stairs to the attic of the school building. It had mainly been in use as storage space, and there was some old electronics there, but as soon as he got up the ladder and opened the hatch he said he could feel a sense of dread. As if someone was looking at him. You probably know the feeling. Not to be dissuaded so easily, and because the janitor was at the bottom of the ladder, he forced himself to finish climbing.
He climbed up, turned on his flashlight and spun around the room. There were the mouse traps the janitor had mentioned, and some footprints left in the dust, presumably when the guys from the town had checked it out for possible vagrants or hobos. There were also a bunch of old computer monitors, a few extra desks and chairs, miscellanous sports equipment like jumpropes, the whole place was a dump. And at the back of the room, there was an old closet, or an armoire if you want to call it that. But as soon as Bob looked at it, he felt it even more strongly. That intense sense of dread.
Bob couldn't deal with it anymore. Whatever it was, he wasn't about to find out. He didn't care about coming off as a pussy anymore. His entire body was screaming for him to just get out of there and never come back. So he did. He turned around, and with a piercing gaze on his back, he dashed to the hatch, pulled it shut behind him and basically fell down the ladder to the distressed janitor.
He only muttered something about forgetting the stove on at home and got out of there. He hadn't seen anything, but he would describe the sensation with a shudder even years later. My co-worker didn't have much to add, since she hadn't visited that school herself, but after hearing about it I always thought it'd be cool to go there. Pretty sure the place has been bulldozed already, though.
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