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My mom told me this one, and it's legitimately terrifying but kinda short. So the year my school was founded was in the 1930s. Apparently, the first kids to walk in were about sophomore ages, like 16-17. My school has about 2,000 kids in all. Every. Single. Year. A sophomore dies. And its all in gruesome ways too. My mom had a friend, and he had died (he was a sophomore) because he ran over a picket fence with a tractor and it impaled him. Every year, around January and may, a random sophomore has died. And the weirdest part is, the day after the person dies has always been a Thursday. About 4 weeks ago, we had a sophomore die after slipping in the locker room and breaking his neck on the bench. Its terrifying cause no one knows whos next, and im only a freshman so I'm scared for not only myself but my other freshman friends... the teachers don't remove the dead kid's photos from the yearbooks. Rest in peace to the kids...
