Welcome to the Haunted Tales series. This is basically gonna be a collection of Ghost stories some real some fictional. If you don't believe in ghosts that is ok, I am sure you will enjoy the story anyway. If not that is ok. I understand if you don't believe lots of people don't. But still lots of people do too. If you are un sure if you believe or not. Maybe some of the real stories will help you to decide. I will let you know at the beginning of a story if it is real or not. This is basically just an introduction Chapter to the whole series. So you might want to pay a little bit of attention to it. At the beginning of each Haunted Tales story I will have an introduction chapter. Each story will also have quotes about ghosts from people I know, or just other fan fiction writers. Feel free to share a quote if you want it to be seen in the introduction chapter. The quote will be something that you came up with mostly by yourself. I mean, if you got the quote from some famous person, you might wanna say it was from them. But mostly I just wanna see quotes that actually came from your mouth and your mind. Something you came up with yourself. So to begin this series, here are some quotes about ghosts.

"Don't give them too much attention, or they will bother you even more." ~My mom

"Although I believe in ghosts and God, it's shocking to see how many people believe in ghosts more than they believe in God." ~Kamkats

"If a ghost bothers you too much, it could either be your imagination running wild. Or it might actually be there 24/7. Most the time it is your imagination. Ghosts don't normally bother someone all day long every day." ~Ponchygirl.

That is all the quotes I have so far. I will most likely write a different quote from myself each story. Just because it is my story and I have a lot to say. Anyway, enjoy the Haunted Tales series. Don't be afraid to review, I love feedback, and I'd love to see some of the quotes you come up with.

"Haunted Tales" story number one, "The Haunted School."

Ponch is a freshman in High school. He and a few of his friends are always getting into trouble. One night they decide that they are gonna hide, and stay at the school over night. Once it gets dark outside they realize this was a mistake. The place starts to get a little creepy, and it is almost as if it is haunted. Is Poly High really haunted? Or is it just some freshmen with wild imaginations that make it seem that way?

Ponch sat at his desk, in the History room. He was starting to fall asleep.

"I can't believe how boring this is," he said quietly.

"I heard that, Poncherello," Mr. Gemstone said.

"Oh, sorry," Ponch said. He heard lots of people giggling in the room. He rolled his eyes. This was his first year in high school. He already couldn't wait to graduate.

"Don't let them bother you, Ponch. I thought this was boring too," Heidi Hanks whispered. Heidi was one of the few friends Ponch had. He wasn't very popular at Poly High. He kind of liked that. But at the same time he wanted to be popular. He was starting to become popular for being a trouble maker. That was the one thing he didn't want to be popular for. It just made everyone not want to be his friends.

"Thanks, Heidi," Ponch replied. She smiled. She liked Ponch.

"You're welcome," she replied.

"Stop chit chatting and get to your quiz that is sitting in front of you. Or you two will be meeting Mr. Singleton today," Mr. Gemstone said.

"I already have met him," Ponch said.

"Poncherello, be quiet."

"Sorry, I was just pointing out that I have already been there a few times today," Ponch said. Mr. Gemstone couldn't stand having Ponch in his class. He wished he had retired already. Ponch gave him a headache.

"Poncherello, I think it would be nice for everyone here if you went down to the office. Take your quiz with you. I am sure Mr. Singleton won't mind you doing it there," Mr. Gemstone said.

"Seriously? Why would you send me there? Mr. Singleton seems to be getting tired of seeing me."

"Then maybe you should try to behave a little more like a high school student and not like an elementary school student and actually pay attention," Mr. Gemstone said. Those words hurt.

"That wasn't very nice. You know, you can get in trouble with Mr. Singleton too," Ponch said. Mr. Gemstone raised an eyebrow at Ponch.

"Are you saying that you think I should go to the office?"

"Yeah," Ponch said.

"Ok, everyone, continue with your quizzes I will be back in a little bit. Poncherello, come with me," Mr. Gemstone said.

Meanwhile…..

Mr. Gemstone went into Mr. Singleton's office first. Ponch waited outside, and did his quiz, The secretary was typing, and minding her own business. She liked talking to Ponch, but she got in trouble for it last time.

"Um, Poncherello, you can come into the office," Mr. Gemstone said. He walked out, and looked upset.

"Something wrong?"

"Yeah, I have to apologize to you for that rude comment," Mr. Gemstone said. "The problem is, I am not sorry. I meant it." Ponch looked really offended. He was silent though.

"Ok," he said. Then went into the office.

"Hello, Francis, have a seat," Mr. Singleton said.

"Hi, Mr. Singleton," Ponch said sadly.

"You know, I wasn't expecting to see you again this class. Mr. Gemstone used to be well known for his patience. I have so far seen you for each class. So, what is it you are having trouble with? I mean, a normal Freshman in high school would learn a lesson from the first time they went to the office and try not to do it again."

"Hey, honestly I don't think I should be here. I don't see what the problem is when someone voices their opinion on a subject. All I said was that History was boring."

"Well, to a history teacher that is a little hurtful Francis."

"Well, I wasn't the only one that was hurt in our conversation. He won't even apologize for what he said. It is not my fault that I talk in class from time to time. I mean seriously, that is just the way I am. I have always talked during class from time to time. My other teachers never were bothered by it. Why do these high school teachers act like it is the end of the world if someone says a word in class?"

"Francis, calm down a little," Mr. Singleton said.

"Calm down? Mr. Singleton, I don't want to calm down. I want to let off a little steam. You know how frustrating it is, when you start to get upset about something, and everyone wants you to be quiet? And then if one of them has a problem it is ok to freak out about it," Ponch said then paused for a minute. Mr. Singleton was taking this all in.

"So what do you high school people have a against a short, small, 14 year old Puerto Rican guy that likes to talk? No one else treated me this way. Why are you so different? Why can't you just be nice and fun like the other people?" Ponch asked. Mr. Singleton was now even more at a loss for words.

"Wow, Francis, you certainly bring up a lot of good questions." Was all he could say. Ponch stared at Mr. Singleton.

"Ya know, I was in the office a lot in Middle school. But it was nothing like this. Mr. Stanley cared about me more than any other person in the world ever has. He let me talk, he actually responded. We could carry out a conversation, and fix my problem. Whatever it was. In fact, I liked it there so much, that I went to his office without having to go there. I just went there to talk to him during lunchtime. I ate lunch with him. He was fun, and understanding. You guys here, I could never imagine coming to eat lunch with you. Unless I was forced to…" Ponch stopped talking for a second.

"Do you even understand me? You are looking at me like I am crazy," Ponch asked.

"I understand what you are trying to say Francis, but I am shocked. I never knew you had such a great time in middle school. I never knew you liked Mr. Stanley so much. I never knew that you felt the way you do about all of us high school teachers and principals."

"Well, I am glad that you are so shocked. Now, I am gonna leave," Ponch said. He turned to leave.

"Did I say you could leave yet?"

"No, But I am sure you don't mind," Ponch said then walked out the door. Normally Mr. Singleton would've done something. But today he just let it go.

To Be Continued