I think it all started because I entered that damn haunted school.
Like many people, I don't believe in the idea that there are ghosts in the world. Regardless of my parents' objections, in the fifteenth year of my life, I resolutely entered my sister's former school.
There are eight "incredible hauntings" spread among the students of this school. This is what I learned after I entered the school. After all, the primitive method of information exchange, spreading it from one to ten, will be mixed with many people's emotions, so their authenticity is really doubtful. And after I visited every corner of the school in three years and found nothing unusual, I became more convinced that there are no ghosts in the world. This was also my wrong start.