There voices, back around noise.

Yet it seemed to be loud enough to buzz in my ears. 

It hurt, it hurt alot.

My head felt heavy, and my chest hurt.

Why couldn't I breathe?!

Oh fuck, I can't breathe!

I run down the halls careful not to bump into the wrong person. 

I stumble into the bathroom, and lock myself in a stall.

I fall to my knees and gasp for breath.

I felt sick, real sick.

Doubling over the toilet, I  feel the bile rise in my throat.

I gag and gag until I know there's nothing left.

I look up trying to catch my breath still.

That was when I saw the white note, taped to the stall with red skull duck tape.

I sit on the toilet facing the wall, and begin to read the note.

Dear fellow ghosts,

You Are Not Alone.

I will forever be here, roaming these halls.

Waiting to hear the whispers of the lost ghosts...

~A Lonely Ghost

I looked up my heart was racing but it wasn't painful anymore.

It was excitement now, not fear. 

My breathing had gone back to normal.

Had this person saved me?

Who was this "Lonely Ghost"?