The following report was sent into our website by Juno on July 30, 2014:
“Hi, my name is Juno I’m currently living in Texas, but this happened in Lethbridge Alberta when I was about the age of 10 or so.
Anyways. I’m going to tell you about myself. Otherwise you won’t get the story.
Ok I’m the freaky girl in class. Often the one to be the one in detention everyday. I have weird abilities… I can see ghosts. And so many other weird things.. I can’t tell you how freaky people think I am. Ok here’s the story love,
When I was in like, grade 4/5 I think it was mid fall.. It was cloudy. I’m talking thunderstorm cloudy. So I was sitting down drawing, and out of the corner of my eye I could see a bloody boy with a bloody knife. I could only help but think about that boy. I felt some strong connection, drawing me towards him. I threw down my binder and ran to where I saw him. I felt pretty damn foolish to put myself where evil was . But hey, what’s life without a risk?
I sprinted to where he was. “What’s your name?” I asked him. Now this was really stupid to do. I didn’t realize what danger I just put myself in. I can only remember falling over from something.. And I remember one of my friends running over to me and carrying me to the, oh umm office.
I woke up in the hospital with a broken leg and deep, long scratch marks across my back. I had a couple cuts on my arms. Nothing serious on my arms.. But I ached when I stood up, my back. I felt like my back will be the death of me. The next day I got my crutches and went to school. As you would imagine I was really mad. I mean really, I have to go to school right after?! I often see the ghost, I call him “Daryll” anyways I did some research and I took a long time to find this out but, “Daryll” was my age when he died. He died from a stabbing in that very school yard and was buried somewhere. Either way, R.I.P Daryll.
Thanks for reading this love. I hope you enjoyed.”