*SNIFF, SNIFF* Oh, woe is me! Noooobody loves poooor miserable Moaning Myrtle! Not even enough to come visit...

The ghost was sitting in the pipes mourning her own untimely death when she heard voices. Not talking to her, of course. Nobody ever wanted to chat with ugly fat Moaning Myrtle!

FINE! Well, if they were going to ignore her, she'd ignore them right back! But then she heard the words "dumb" and "ghost". OH, NO THEY DID NOT JUST COME INTO HER BATHROOM AND MAKE FUN OF HER!

With a loud wail, She shot out of her toilet and right up to the mean girl's (Zita) face, water overflowing behind her.

"Oh, so I'm j-just a DUMB GHOST GIRL, a-am I?!?! Well, a-at least I know b-better than to t-talk about others B-BEHIND THEIR B-BACK! How w-would you l-like it if I BARGED I-INTO your c-common room and s-started saying nasty things about Y-YOU?!?!?!"

*SOB, SOB* She turned to the other two girls (Hanna and Felicity) "A-are you here t-to make fun of m-me too?"