My aunt, the housemaster, combed her hair in the middle of the night and left the next day
Dormitory administrator aunt riding an electric bike to buy vegetables this morning collided with a large truck, on the spot did not breathe.

At that time , I was in my senior year of high school in 2017 . I was busy with my studies , and the classroom lights were turned off at 11 ps . M I'm a live-in student , . So I don't go back to my dorm until it's almost time to turn off the lights . That night , as usual , the students are writing hard , almost to eleven o 'clock , the students will gradually leave the classroom , I also pack up the bag . As usual , I was still the last one to leave the classroom , and I was singing a little song while walking on the way . The life of senior three was too uncomfortable , but it did not affect my optimistic attitude at all . Autumn wind , a little cool , thin school uniforms can not resist the enthusiasm for the wind . The ditty stopped , and I began to trot . My dormitory is on the first floor , just with the dormitory administrator aunt is the neighbor , so weekdays with the dormitory administrator aunt will also nag a few words . I jogged all the way back to the dormitory building and saw my aunt eating peanuts at the door . "Auntie , so late still up ? " I said hello to my aunt . "Hey , it's so late again , you should pay attention to rest oh ! " Aunt said with a smile . "Know , I go back to the dormitory to wash ! " I waved goodbye . After I washed up , I did some reading in bed . When sleepiness comes , I curl up in my bed and lie down to sleep . In the middle of the night , suddenly feel a burst of pain in the stomach , because the toilet of the dormitory is in the most side of each layer , so under normal circumstances , get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet is a troublesome thing . But my stomach hurt so much that I quickly got out of bed and went to the toilet . After next door dormitory administrator aunt's dormitory window , see dormitory administrator aunt open a small lamp in combing hair , I feel depressed . Big night , don't sleep , first solve urgent matter of the moment , didn't think too much , I ran to the toilet in a hurry . After going to the toilet , my stomach felt much better , and I remembered the dormitory administrator aunt I had just seen . On the way back onto the dormitory , I went through the dormitory administrator aunt dormitory window , saw the dormitory administrator aunt is still combing her hair , I will stop for a moment , gently knocked on the window . Whispered to the dormitory administrator aunt said : "Aunt , how do you still don't sleep ?" . The dormitory administrator aunt did not pay attention to me . I was afraid that the noise would disturb other dormitories , . So I went back to the dormitory to rest . I really can't think why dormitory administrator aunt combing hair in the middle of the night , in the past occasionally also go to the toilet in the middle of the night , but also have not saw dormitory administrator aunt combing hair , difficult dormitory administrator aunt has always had this habit ? But how do normal people had such strange habits , or is it sleepwalking ? Ask after class tomorrow . I didn't go into it too much . I had to get up early the next day to study , . So I fell asleep . At noon the next day , I went back to the dormitory . Think of the matter of last night , then think to ask the dormitory manager , but until return to the dormitory , I did not see the dormitory manager aunt , weekdays dormitory manager aunt are sitting at the gate , how this son did not see people . Later , when I returned to my dorm room , I asked my roommate . The original dormitory administrator aunt rode an electric car to buy vegetables this morning and collided with a large truck , on the spot did not to breathe . Also , someone saw a wooden comb lying next to the dormitory administrator aunt . My aunt always carries this wooden comb with her , because it was bought for her by her daughter , who was also killed in a car accident three years ago .
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Eamonn Davies
An avid lover of stories about ghosts and legends, I love the thrill of having my bones tingle! I hope you enjoy my story.

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