So it was my sophomore year of college. I was living in the oldest dorms on campus, that are rumored to be built on top of a burial ground, but no one know for sure. The way our rooms were set up, we have a joining bathroom that connects to the other dorm room. Well one night, I was asleep and all of a sudden, I had this weird feeling which ultimately woke me up. It was like someone was watching me. And I was getting colder, which was weird since I had the windows closed and the fan was off. When I opened my eyes, my suite mate was standing over top of me, watching me with eyes wide open and pulling my blankets off of me. When I asked what she was doing, she sprinted off into her room, not even closing the door to the bathroom or her room and fell, literally fell onto her bed. I never brought it up to her, mainly because I never saw her again. When I looked at my clock that night, it was 3:34.
Next semester, I get a new suite mate. She was kinda weird, but nice. A couple months after she moved in, I was sleeping when I had the same feeling as before, like someone was watching me. When I opened my eyes, my new roommate was standing directly over me, mouth wide open and her eyes even wider. She made this weird growl noise from the back of her throat. As soon as she saw I was awake, she SPRINTED towards the door, ran out into the hallway, screaming bloody murder, and slamming our bedroom door in the process. My roommate who had been passed out, woke up, blissfully unaware of what had been doing on. My suite mate never talked to me after that night and avoided me of all costs. It was the weirdest thing I’ve ever experienced.