The Ghost in the Bathroom
Chapter 1: The New School
It was the first day of school after the long holiday. A group of students entered SMK Merdeka, a large, old school building with tall trees and long hallways. Among them was a 16-year-old boy named Reza. He had just moved from Jakarta to this small town with his family.
Reza was nervous but excited. He hoped to make new friends. As he walked into his new classroom, he smiled at everyone.
“Hi, I’m Reza,” he said.
A boy with short hair and a big smile walked over to him. “Hey, I’m Bima. Nice to meet you!”
Reza was happy. Soon, he met more classmates — Maya, a quiet girl who loved books, Rino, who was always joking around, and Dini, who loved telling scary stories.
During break time, they all sat together under a tree.
“So, Reza,” Dini asked, “do you like horror stories?”
Reza laughed. “Sometimes. Why?”
“Because this school is famous for one thing… the ghost in the bathroom.”
Reza raised his eyebrows. “Seriously?”
Everyone nodded.
“They say a girl died in the bathroom on the third floor ten years ago,” Maya said quietly. “And sometimes, people still see her.”
Reza thought it was just a joke. But soon, he would find out that the story was real.
Chapter 2: The Warning
That afternoon, their homeroom teacher, Mr. Satria, gave them a tour of the school. They passed the library, the science lab, the canteen, and then reached the staircase to the third floor.
“Students,” Mr. Satria said suddenly, “you must never go to the third floor bathroom. It’s… under maintenance.”
Everyone looked at each other. Some whispered, others laughed. But Reza noticed something strange — Mr. Satria looked very serious. He wasn’t joking.
When they got back to class, Reza asked Bima, “Why can’t we go there? Is it really because of the ghost?”
Bima nodded. “Yeah. A girl named Rani died there. No one knows how. Some say she was locked in and couldn’t get out. Some say she saw something… and went crazy.”
“That’s just a story,” Reza replied.
“Maybe,” Bima said. “But even the teachers don’t go there.”
Chapter 3: The Dare
A few days passed, and Reza was getting used to school. He enjoyed hanging out with his new friends. One afternoon, during a free period, Rino had an idea.
“Let’s go to the third floor bathroom.”
Everyone looked at him.
“Are you crazy?” Dini asked. “We’re not allowed.”
“Come on! Just for fun. Let’s prove the ghost story is fake.”
“No way,” Maya said.
But Rino looked at Reza. “What about you, new guy? Are you brave?”
Reza didn’t want to look scared. “Sure. I’ll go.”
So, the plan was made. That Friday after school, when the hallways were empty, they would sneak up to the third floor.
Chapter 4: The Bathroom
Friday came. School ended, and the students started going home. But Reza, Rino, Bima, Dini, and Maya stayed behind, hiding in an empty classroom.
At 4 PM, they made their way quietly to the stairs.
The third floor was silent. Dust covered the floor. The lights flickered.
They reached the old bathroom door. It was wooden, old, and slightly open.
“This is it,” Rino whispered. “Let’s go in.”
The bathroom was dark. There were three stalls, a broken mirror, and a single sink. Everything smelled of mold.
Suddenly, the door creaked and shut behind them.
BANG!
Everyone jumped.
“Relax,” Rino said. “It’s just the wind.”
Reza looked around. He noticed something strange in the mirror. For a second, he thought he saw a shadow. But when he turned around, no one was there.
Then, Dini screamed.
“Did you hear that?” she asked.
“What?” Bima said.
“Crying. From inside the last stall.”
They all went silent. And then — they heard it too.
A soft sobbing. A girl’s voice.
They looked at the last stall. The door was closed.
“No way…” Rino whispered.
Reza stepped forward slowly.
“Don’t,” Maya said.
But Reza opened the stall.
Nothing.
It was empty.
But then — the door slammed shut again.
And this time, the lights went off.
Total darkness.
The crying got louder.
And then… they heard a whisper.
“Why… did you come here?”
Chapter 5: Run
The voice was cold. Full of pain.
Reza’s heart was beating fast. He grabbed Dini’s hand.
“Run!” he shouted.
They pushed the door open and ran down the stairs. The crying followed them, echoing through the hallway. Something cold touched Reza’s neck.
When they reached the ground floor, the lights returned. Everything looked normal again.
They didn’t stop until they were outside the school gate.
Panting, Bima asked, “Did you all hear that?”
Everyone nodded.
“It wasn’t just a story,” Maya said. “She’s real.”
Chapter 6: The Dream
That night, Reza couldn’t sleep. He kept thinking about the voice, the crying, the mirror.
At 2 AM, he had a dream.
He was back in the bathroom. But it was clean and new.
A girl stood in front of the mirror. Her hair was long, and she wore a school uniform. She looked sad.
“Help me,” she said.
Reza tried to speak, but his mouth wouldn’t move.
She turned to him, and her eyes were full of tears.
“They locked me in… I was alone…”
Then, her face changed — pale skin, black eyes, and a wide, screaming mouth.
Reza woke up, sweating.
Was she trying to tell him something?
Chapter 7: The Truth
The next day, Reza told his friends about the dream.
“I think she wants help,” he said.
“She?” Dini asked.
“Rani. The girl who died.”
They decided to investigate. They went to the library and looked for old school records. After a few hours, they found something — a newspaper from ten years ago.
“Student Found Dead in School Bathroom”
It was Rani. She had been missing for two days before someone found her. The door had been locked from the outside.
“She didn’t die from anything scary,” Maya said. “She was just… forgotten.”
“They said she was shy. No one noticed when she didn’t come home. Even the school didn’t check.”
Reza felt sad. “That’s why she’s still here. Her soul is trapped.”
“We have to help her,” Dini said.
Chapter 8: Set Her Free
They made a plan.
That evening, they brought flowers, incense, and a letter to the third-floor bathroom. In the letter, they wrote an apology — from the school, from her classmates, from the world that forgot her.
They entered the bathroom. This time, it was quiet. The lights didn’t flicker.
Reza placed the flowers in the last stall. Dini lit the incense. Maya read the letter out loud.
“We’re sorry, Rani. You were not alone. You were not forgotten. We remember you.”
For a moment, nothing happened.
Then, the air grew warm. The mirror cracked slightly — and in it, they saw her. Rani. Smiling.
Her image faded slowly.
The bathroom was still.
She was gone.
Chapter 9: Peace
After that day, things changed. The third-floor bathroom was reopened. No more strange sounds. No more cold feelings.
Reza and his friends visited the spot sometimes, leaving flowers. They told her story to others — not as a scary tale, but a lesson about loneliness and kindness.
And at night, when Reza looked in the mirror, he didn’t see a shadow.
But sometimes, he saw a smile.
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