Whispers from the Attic: The Haunting of Weng'an No. 5 School

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a long, eerie shadow over Weng'an No. 5 School. The school, once a beacon of education and hope, now lay abandoned, its once vibrant halls now filled with the whispers of the past.

Li Wei, a local historian, had always been fascinated by the school's history. It was said that the school had been built on a site where a tragic accident had occurred years ago, and since then, it had been haunted by the spirits of the deceased.

One evening, Li decided to explore the school's attic, a place that had been rumored to be the source of the haunting. He had heard tales of ghostly apparitions and cold drafts that seemed to come from nowhere. With a flashlight in hand, Li climbed the creaky wooden stairs, the sound of each step echoing through the empty space.

The attic was vast, filled with dust-covered furniture and cobwebs. Li's flashlight flickered as he moved through the room, his footsteps echoing in the silence. He found himself drawn to a large, ornate mirror that stood in the center of the room. It was an old, antique mirror, its surface cracked and tarnished.

As Li approached the mirror, he felt a chill run down his spine. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. Suddenly, the mirror began to rattle, the sound growing louder with each passing second. Li's heart pounded in his chest as he stepped back, his eyes wide with fear.

The mirror stopped shaking, and in its place, a faint, ghostly figure appeared. It was a young girl, her eyes wide with terror. She seemed to be reaching out towards Li, her hands stretching towards him through the glass.

Li's mind raced. Who was this girl? What had happened to her? He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "Who are you?" he called out, his voice barely above a whisper.

The girl's eyes met his, and for a moment, he thought he could see something in them, a story that needed to be told. Then, just as quickly as she had appeared, she vanished, leaving behind only the echo of her whisper.

Li rushed to the mirror, but the girl was gone. He spent the next hour searching the attic, hoping to find something that could explain her presence. He found old photographs, letters, and a journal. The journal belonged to a teacher who had worked at the school many years ago.

As Li read the journal, he learned about the teacher's tragic death. She had been found hanging from the rafters of the attic, her body discovered by a student. It seemed that the girl in the mirror was her spirit, trapped in the attic, unable to find peace.

Li knew he had to help the girl find her way to the afterlife. He spent the next few days researching the traditions and rituals used to release spirits from their earthly bonds. Finally, he was ready to perform the ceremony.

The night of the ceremony, Li returned to the attic. He set up the necessary items and began to recite the incantations. The air grew thick with energy, and Li could feel the spirit of the teacher growing stronger.

As he reached the final incantation, the girl reappeared in the mirror. Her eyes were filled with gratitude as she reached out to Li. In a voice that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere, she said, "Thank you."

With that, the girl vanished, and the mirror returned to its normal state. Li knew that he had helped her find peace, but the echoes of the past would continue to resonate within the walls of Weng'an No. 5 School.

The next day, Li shared his experience with the local community. They had long been skeptical of the school's haunting, but Li's story changed their minds. The community decided to restore the school and turn it into a museum, a place to remember the past and honor the spirits that had once called it home.

And so, Weng'an No. 5 School stood once again, not as a place of fear, but as a place of remembrance and respect. The echoes of the past had finally been silenced, but the story of the girl in the mirror would forever be etched in the hearts of those who knew her tale.