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dragonlady7 ([personal profile] dragonlady7) wrote2021-11-01 01:25 pm
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Today I was set up in the auditorium which is also the cafeteria, as if often the case with elementary schools. I told the secretary that I was ready to start taking photos at 8:30 if any staff wanted to come down, but she said that I couldn’t start til 9. Meanwhile, I was behind the curtain, waiting for the kids to be done eating their breakfast before pulling the curtains up so they wouldn’t be distracted.

So I was kind of peeking through the curtain to see when the kids were done.

Unfortunately, kids notice a lot more than you think they do and one preschooler saw me.

“Mrs Fritz I saw someone behind the curtain!”

“Are you sure? I didn’t see anyone.”

“Yeah I saw him!”

So I lay low for a little bit so they can continue eating without distraction, I peek through the curtain again to check the status.

“Mrs Fritz! I saw him again!”

“I saw him too,” said another.

Mrs Fritz has figured out that there’s someone here, and knows it’s just the photographer for the yearbook, she starts playing on the kids imaginations. “Maybe it was… a Halloween monster!”

I dial it back, but now the kids are looking for me. I sneak out the side door and all eyes are on the curtain, waiting to catch a glimpse of the stranger. Another adult joins them.

“Mr Stubbs there’s a man behind the curtain!”

“There’s a what?”

“A man! I saw a man behind the curtain!”

“Thers no man behind the-”

“Yes there is! I saw his feet!”

“Feet! There’s his feet!”

Mr Stubbs, who would be the first to die in a horror movie, decides to investigate. He comes towards the gap in the curtains to see what’s causing the commotion, pries it apart, and sees me.

I wave. “I’m waiting for them to be done with breakfast so I can get started,” I say, indicating my photi setup. “Like… 5 minutes?”

Mr Stubbs nods, closes the curtain, and turns back towards the preschoolers.

“You know, this building is pretty old,” he says. “I think it might be a ghost.” (Your picture was not posted)