A Scary Story... (just bored)

This is a story about two best friends. One named A and the other named B.

A and B both went to same school, the same class, and they lived in the same apartment.

A lived on the first floor, and B lived on the 12th floor.

One day the teacher announced that there is going to be a huge test the next day, so A decided to go to B's house (12th floor) to study together for the test.

So they were studying, and studying. (Culture Note: In Korea students prepare for test throughout the night without sleeping.)

But when it got to 12 p.m, B began to fall asleep, since it was her house and she was used to it. On the other hand, A couldn't fall asleep, since she wasn't used to heights.

Then this grandma poked her head through a window and said, "Excuse me, is this the 12th floor?"

A, who was so tired to concentrate, got confused that she was in her house and said, "No, this is the first floor. You have to take the elevator and go up more floors."

Then the grandma disappeared, just like that, and A also fell asleep.

Next morning she was startled to find herself in her friend's house. She also remembered that she told the grandma the false information. She went to the window and look out to see...

Nothing. No veranda, no hallway. Just sky, 12 floors high.

She was scared, so she ran home.

She sat infront of her desk, and found white rice cakes on it.

She asked her mom what they were for, and her mom said, "I heard that there was a funeral yesterday of the grandma who lived on 12th floor. Your friend, B's grandma."

For the people who didn't get it...

So the grandma A saw the late night was actually the ghost of B's dead grandma... trying to go to her own funeral. A told her the wrong information.

(A real story by the way.)