The story of Billie is all wrong. I went to BMS and I have older cousin and a Aunt that went there way b4 me. The true is the his name is Bill not Billie. The picture in the cafateria is not of him. That kid was a very special kid that is why you see him in diff pic over the years. The real story is that he stayed after school on Friday after a show to help the teacher at the time to help her clean up. It begain to rain and she told him not to plug anything up but he did. He passed on the was to the hospital so his spirit went back to the school. The teacher quiet becasue she couldnt take it working there and knowing what happen. Ms. Munn got the job after all this happen and we sstayed late to set all her stuff up and that is when he came out. He has come out a few time when I went to school there but I never got to see him. Tow of my best friends saw him one day and they said that he was just a blue and white light that was moving towards them and they took off running.
this is a story that my advisory teacher, coach pipes told me a year ago.
based on true events.
"one day after school, i was in the what is now known as the cadet portable. when you walk in, at the top of the door, there is a large peace of window glass and when it is sunset, the sun can shine the whole room up, so there was really no need for me to turn the lights on. the side of the room i was on was a bit lit by the sun, but on the other side it was completely balck. i walked towards the white board to finish up writting tomorrows agenda for first period. as i was picking my up my bag off the top of the desk to go home i noticed that there was something under my bag. it looked like a little black card with some inscriptions on the back. i held the the card up towards the light. it was a picture of a little black boy. i was stund. it was one of those old fashioned photots that you would cut out and paste on to the yearbook. i hadnt seen one of these in over 13 years. i turned the photo over to the back. it read: Billy.... something. i cant remember the last name. for a second i had no clue of whom that was. then it hit me. i quickly opend up the drawer to my desk. there was nothing in there but a black #2 pencil. i let the photo drop into the drawer. as soon as it fell in i closed it and locked it with my keys. "i'll let the administrator deal with it in the morning", i thought. that night i could not stop thinking about what had happened. the next mornig i went to my portable. this time i turned the lights on. i got some last minute things done before calss started. then i remembered the photo. "lets jus get it over with pipes", i told my self. i opened the drawer slowly. there was nothing there. only a black #2 pencil. i shirst all over my desk for it. but never saw it ever again."
Coach pipes told me and his students during advisory this eery story. i am a true beliver of billy. but if you doubt the story like coch pipes did, then he might make his presence known to you personally. consider yourself warned. 05.27.11 @ 8:56am
