Short Horror Stories

Marianne

Another day of work...

Bil thinks as he enters the empty, but messy classroom.

He is this school's janitor and has been working here for quite some time.

Even though the job can be gross and boring at times, he is happy with it.

It is satisfying to see the before and after of each room he cleans, he also does most of it alone. Meaning he can listen to whatever he wants and as loud as he wants, without the nagging of co-workers.

Bill is also very good at his job and it is easy.

But even so, he isn't really looking forward to it today and especially not this room.

The classroom is as messy as always, but that isn't the problem.

Not even the gum under the tables, fingerprints on the windows or the dirty footprints on the floor are the problem.

The teacher who used to teach here has recently gone missing, as well as some of the students.

People all over town have been going missing, so it isn't just here.

But Bill has this gut feeling that this room is especially important to the case.

Quietly he enters, this time he does not turn on his music. He wants to hear every sound, every creek.

He isn't here just for cleaning, he has decided to investigate. The police have not been here yet, thinking it's probably not related.

But Bill feels like it is important and he fears for his loved ones.

He places his cleaning tools gently against one of the walls near the door. The investigation goes first.

The first place he will look is the teacher's desk.

Opening the first drawer he finds a small box, around the size of a piece of A4 paper and almost a thump thick. It has an opening like that of a letterbox.

On the box it says: 'Box of worries', writing with a red marker.

Bill feels like he is getting close rather fast, unfortunately it is locked. Probably so that other students can't read what's in it.

Quickly Bill looks in the other drawers, but he can't find the key.

Maybe one of the students got it in their drawer?

He checks each and every desk, apologizing quietly for the breaking of the students privacy.

But he doesn't find the key.

Then in one desk he finds a crumpled up piece of paper that piques his interest.

He uncrumples the piece and reads:

Dear miss Rose,

I have something that I am rather worried about.

It has to do with Marianne, I am not bullying her, I swear!

She is a bit different, but I respect her.

She honestly kind of scares me.

The other day she suddenly just started staring at me.

It freaked me out.

Can you please help me?