Do you ever feel like some of your endless days of school are cursed, like everything just goes wrong? Well, in this spooky season, here is a real day in the life of a haunted Westridge student.

You get to school right at 8:40. It’s raining, and a torrent of water separates your car from the sidewalk. While rushing out of the car, you step one Ugg into the flood of water, leaving your foot permanently damp—and a squishy sound following your footsteps all day.

After a treacherous walk out from carline, you head to your first A Block class, but it’s all the way across campus in the science building, so even though you arrived to campus on time, you’re still late to class. 

Once you get through the first block, you’re dying for a snack, but when you weave through the crowds of people excited to buy that glorious breakfast burrito, you realize that they’ve all been completely sold out.

Alas, starving, you head to the second block, where the entire lesson is based on the homework you didn’t do. You sit through an hour and ten minutes of concepts you didn’t even know existed. 

However, for the first time ever, you’re actually having a nice time in your third block, quietly working on your paper. You then head to the bathroom only to find the lights completely off and dark shadows surrounding the room. Alarmed, you jump—it must be the ghost. Nervously, you switch the lights on, and a group of fourth graders then giggle and run away.

After all of the terror you’ve just witnessed, you are beyond grateful to finally have a break in the day. Lunch. You’re dismissed from class 5 minutes late, so naturally, the line is 5 miles long. After 30 minutes of waiting in line outside the Commons, you open the door to step inside. However, the horrendous, putrid smell pierces your airway, completely destroying your appetite. The only thing you can do is run from the smell.

You breathe a sigh of relief as your next period approaches. The fresh air conditioning relieves you. After staying up late last night reading and annotating your English book you feel prepared for class. But disaster strikes: you did the wrong format of annotating…and will have to completely re-do your work. Overwhelmed and stressed, you think, “It’s fine, I’ll do it over the weekend.”

You then remember, it’s only Monday.