AMoffatt said:
Oooh, I just have to share the playground panic that I experienced as a kid of seven or eight.
In my school, there were stories of two ghosts or mysterious beings, known as the White Lady and the Black Lady. They would sneak up on you when you were undressed, like after gym class, if you happened to be alone ...
They would draw the sign of the cross on your back.
That cross could never be removed. And the White Lady would say, ”If someone sees this cross, they’ll ask you where you got it ... if you tell them it’s from the White Lady,
you die.”
Black Lady was a hell of a lot worse. ”If anyone sees this cross:
you die.”
A few years prior, of course, one girl from our school actually did recieve the cross from the White Lady. A grownup asked about it, she said too much, ”became bloodied” and died on the spot. Everyone knew this had happened ”in real life”, knew who she had been etc
Anyway, the Black Lady did come to our school one day. There was found a bunch of black clothing draped over a traffic sign on the way to school, and we all knew it was a sign of the Black Lady. All of us were freaking out all day, going nuts. Teachers spent whole classes trying to talk to us about it but didn’t fully understand
Being children, we were not allowed to leave the schoolyard. There was a fence around it, and every break every kid was up against that fence, scanning the outside world for the Black Lady. School was on kind of a hill, and on the other side of the fence was a steep hillside. Beyond was woodland. In there, we were certain, lurked the Lady.
Some kids that were braver than others climbed the fence and ventured into the woods. Only one kid saw her.
The Black Lady had a ”square head”
To this day, I get the shivers when I think about that kid, scared to death, and his story of a ”square head” in the woods.