My Healing Games

Chapter 159 Who Turned Her into a Monster?
Bed number four is occupied by a girl who loves beauty. Her family is not well-off, and she saves money by eating and eating frugally to buy cosmetics.

There's nothing wrong with loving beauty, but the more beautiful she is, the more uncomfortable her roommates become.

After the footsteps outside the door faded away, Han Fei smashed open the locked cabinet on the bed number one and found a diary among a pile of old clothes.

The document records how three girls turned into monsters because of jealousy.

At the beginning, everyone was just a child from an ordinary family, no different from anyone else. But living together for a long time, they gradually revealed some of their personalities.

The girl in bed number four is very gentle. She is relatively tall for her age and always has a smile on her face.

It all seems to have started with cosmetics. The girl in bed number four saved up and bought a set of very cheap cosmetics. She followed makeup videos online to learn how to use them.

The teacher is usually quite strict with her, so she doesn't dare to wear makeup. She only puts on very light makeup when she goes out to play on Saturdays and Sundays.

When a group of people go out to play, the girl is always the most popular one.

The girl's makeup skills are actually quite poor, but she is popular mainly because of her very good personality.

Many people thought the girl was pretty, but the other girls in the dorm thought that the reason why number four was popular was because she knew how to do makeup.

Everyone was quite young, and their initial thoughts were rather simple.

The girls in the same dormitory would occasionally borrow the cosmetics of girl number four, and number four rarely refused. She would even take the initiative to do makeup for everyone.

Even though everyone wore makeup, when they went out, girl number four was still the most popular.

Once or twice was fine, but gradually, the other girls in the dormitory felt that it must be that Number Four deliberately didn't do their makeup properly, wanting to use them to make herself look better.

The girl in the dorm no longer wanted to go out with the girl, but she would still occasionally borrow the girl's cosmetics.

Students rarely have the opportunity to wear makeup, but even that set of cosmetics couldn't withstand four people using it.

One day later, the girl in bed number three used the girl in bed number four's cosmetics without permission. After the girl in bed number four found out, the girl in bed number four, who is usually very good-tempered, had a fight with the girl in bed number three.

Although the two sides made up the next day, the reconciliation was only superficial.

The girls in the dorm gradually started targeting girl number four. They wouldn't take her out when they went out; whenever she opened her mouth, everyone would shut up and go about their own business; they spread rumors about her behind her back, saying that someone gave her her cosmetics and that she often came back very late on Saturday and Sunday nights.

Girl number four didn't know how to defend herself. She noticed that her friends seemed to be slowly drifting away from her, and even Teacher Ma, the most upright and kind teacher in the school, looked at her strangely.

She tried to ask the teacher for help, but after being reprimanded by the teacher, the other girls in the dormitory disliked her even more.

They intensified their ridicule and subjected her to all sorts of passive-aggressive behavior.

Those girls couldn't explain why they disliked her, and later many people disliked her simply because they disliked her.

The girl in bed number four was originally very gentle, but the constant isolation made her increasingly introverted until she finally started to hate school.

The girl's parents are just ordinary people, and it's already very difficult for them to earn money to support their family. When they inquired with the school about the situation, and learned from the teachers and classmates that the girl liked to wear makeup and often returned to the dormitory late on her days off, their first reaction was shock and anger.

Instead of improving her academic performance, she saved money to buy cosmetics. The girl's father had a very bad temper and almost hit her at school.

They did not agree to the girl's idea of ​​taking a leave of absence and insisted that she continue to stay in school.

Things got even worse after that. In the eyes of the girls in room 304, girl number four was annoying no matter what she did, and they felt uncomfortable whenever they saw her.

They found that no matter what they did, they couldn't get rid of Girl Number Four, so they gradually began to use more secretive and extreme methods.

From initially damaging girl number four's belongings and soiling her clothes, to pouring glue into her cosmetics and applying it to her contact lenses.

But this was not the limit of evil. In the last few entries of his diary, Han Fei even read that someone in the dormitory had crushed birth control pills that they had somehow obtained and poured them into the thermos and water cup of the girl in bed number four.

The malice was brewing, devouring the three girls in the dormitory and driving the boy in bed number four to his doom.

On a weekend evening, the three girls in the dormitory realized that the girl in bed number four had not returned, and they jokingly prepared to make up a rumor.

One of the girls deliberately blocked the door with a table and also used a broom to prop up the door, so that even if she had the dormitory key, she couldn't get in.

They've already agreed that neither of them will get out of bed to open the door tonight.

It was past 11 p.m., and the girl in bed number four still hadn't returned.

The other three girls were laughing and filming a video on their phones. They recorded the empty bed number four and planned to spread rumors about it the next morning.

They excitedly discussed why girl number four hadn't come home all night, using all sorts of malicious speculations to satisfy their already twisted minds.

Around 3 a.m., strange footsteps and the sound of water dripping were heard in the corridor.

Then a sound came from the lock on the door of room 304, and someone was using a key to open the door.

The other party kept trying to open the door for a long time, but they didn't. All three girls inside woke up and covered their mouths to giggle.

The key ultimately failed to open the door. The footsteps slowly left room 304. She lingered in the corridor for a long time before returning to the door of room 304 to try again.

After trying several times, the sound disappeared.

The next morning, the three girls excitedly brought the video to the classroom and secretly shared it with their classmates.

They said that girl number four didn't come back all night, so she must have done something very bad.

The students made girl number four the topic of conversation, chatting and laughing, and no one cared about her feelings. In their eyes, as long as the fire didn't burn them, it was fine.

All of this changed after the homeroom teacher entered the classroom. The teacher, with a very serious expression, called the girls from dormitory 304 out.

The three girls learned from their teacher that the fourth girl had jumped into the river and died at 11 p.m. last night.

There were footprints on the shore where the girl had paced back and forth. In the last period of her life, she had tried to save herself and struggled hard.

Upon hearing the teacher's words, the three girls looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear.

If girl number four died at 11 p.m. last night, then who was the person who came to open the door at 3 a.m. last night?
The three girls were terrified and dared not tell anyone about it.

When night fell, the three girls couldn't sleep at all. Every time they closed their eyes, they would see the figure of Number Four, as if he were standing in deep water and waving at them.

At three in the morning, the eerie footsteps broke the silence in the corridor, and the three girls opened their eyes wide.

The sound of a key unlocking the lock rang out again, the lock rattling and clicking as if a hand were scratching at the hearts of those girls.

They were terrified; none of them dared to get out of bed, and they all huddled under the covers.

The door remained closed, and then the terrifying knocking began, with a fixed rhythm, pounding on the door again and again.

The girls in the room were terrified. They started blaming each other and shifting the blame onto one another, but this did nothing to alleviate their psychological fear.

The key was inserted into the lock again, and after a few turns, the door opened.

The door was pushed open a crack and slammed against the table behind it.

Someone is definitely opening the door, and someone is definitely outside!
One of the girls in room 304 finally couldn't take it anymore and screamed hysterically.

Lights flashed in the corridor, and a moment later, the dormitory supervisor's voice came from outside the door.

The dormitory supervisor thought something had happened in the room and rushed over to check. Only after hearing the supervisor's voice did the girls in the room move the table that was blocking the door.

The three girls didn't want to tell anyone how terrible they had been; they just said that girl number four seemed to have returned.

The dormitory manager didn't believe in any of this; she gave a few instructions and then left.

After the dormitory supervisor left, the girls in the dormitory blocked the door again, but for some reason, the strange sound outside the door disappeared.

The three girls finally relaxed. They were exhausted from fear and anxiety, and after the sound disappeared, they slowly drifted off to sleep.

Perhaps because they were too nervous, they even dreamed of the footsteps.

This time, however, the footsteps didn't come from the corridor, but from inside dormitory 304.

One of the girls groggily opened her eyes, and she could vaguely hear rustling sounds.

When she looked in the direction from which the sound came, she froze.

Beside bed number four, a dark figure stood, soaking wet, her clothes clinging to her skin. Her once beautiful face was now disfigured for some unknown reason.

(End of this chapter)