"I die?" Myrtle gasped. Sure, it was one of those inevitable things, but... at Hogwarts? "I die at the school? I DIE AS A STUDENT?" Her heart was beating so hard, and she felt like she couldn't breath. That meant she'd died soon, didn't it? She was shaking, and she could feel the tears pooling in the corner of her eyes.
"I haunt the school? And no body even wants to see me?" It sounded pathetic, but she couldn't help but whine a little bit. Not only did she die before she grew up, but no one even wanted to be around here when she was a ghost. She was alone and pathetic, even after she died. "Oh."