All of my life I have had experiences with ghosts and
things like that. I get "the feeling" every once in a
while and am pretty in tune with my surroundings. But
nothing I have ever experienced prepared me for what was
waiting for me when I went off to college this past
fall....
The college I attend is out west, and is considerably
old, over 100 years old, has been known by many different
names and has been host to many different kinds of
students. Some not as nice as others obviously.
My dorm has quite a history, not as long as the others
since its not as old as the school itself, but a history
nonetheless. There has been "stupid rumors" as everybody
calls them, about it pretty much since it was built. One
of my favorites was one that I never expected to be real.
When I moved into my dorm, I was assigned a room mate
who never showed up, so I ended up with a room of my own.
I liked having a room of my own, I didn't have to worry
about waking my room mate up when I had an early class in
the morning, or what to watch on t.v....or what station to
listen to on the radio....things like that. All in all
life was going good.
Well one night I was going to sleep pretty early,
because I had an early class, and was just getting ready
to fall asleep when the t.v. shut off by itself. For some
reason ever since I was a little girl I have to sleep with
the t.v. on otherwise it will be really hard for me to
fall asleep. The auto sleep was off because I never used
it and the remote was on my desk right by my bed. So I
grabbed the remote and turned it back on. Well not too
long after I turned it back on, it shut off again! I was
really starting to flip out now because I had had an
incident like this at my old house and things had
progressively gotten worse. So I turned on the t.v. one
more time and thankfully this time it stayed on. But I
could hardly sleep at all that night for some reason it
was like someone was watching me and I couldn't see who it
was.
The next day I woke up and got ready for school, only to
find that my cell phone was missing. I always left it in
its holster attached to my purse, even when it was
charging, and it was gone! I turned my room upside down to
find it and I talked to other people on my floor and told
them to call my cell phone but I couldn't hear a thing, it
was completely gone! I was running late for class and had
to go so I decided I would just look for it later. I came
back about 3 hours later and there was my cell phone just
sitting on my bed in its holster that WAS attached to my
purse when I was looking for my cell phone to begin with.
I was really starting to get freaked out and left to go
visit my boyfriend in the mean time to calm my nerves and
get something to eat.
Well as the weeks went on, my life was becoming my favorite rumor about the dorm, but it
wasn't fun to me! The rumor is that there is a playful male
ghost of a boy who died after drinking to much and he goes
around playing jokes on any girl who doesn't have a room
mate.
Well life went on and I was getting used to "his" little
pranks, when one night I was abruptly waken up my
something "sitting" on my chest. It was something very
heavy, I could barely breath, and I could see the bed
being pushed further and further towards the ground. I
screamed and everything went away. My neighbor heard me
scream, and he came and knocked on my door. He could tell
that something was freaking me out and he stayed with me
that night.
After that night everything just stopped for a while,
but about a month later it all came back full force. I
didn't understand why this was happening, I mean the
rumors were that he was just playful, but now he was
getting violent.
I again was woken up in the middle of the
night, with the t.v. shut off, and my covers were
completely off of me and on the floor. I shot up and
looked around the room. Then I saw a shadow in the corner
which was slowly becoming more and more human like. It
started to come closer then it disappeared. Then suddenly
I felt a slap accross my face and it was like my whole
body was being punched all at once. I must have passed out
because of fear and woke up the next morning to the worst
headache of my life. I had bruises all over my body and my
face was still a little swollen because of the slap I had
been dealt the night before. Nights were beginning to get
so bad I was forced to sleep at my boyfriends house, I
couldn't bring myself to sleep in that room anymore.
There came a time when my boyfriend and I weren't really
getting along and I decided to try and sleep in my room
again. I thought that maybe that the ghost would have
forgotten about me and moved on to someone else. Boy was I
wrong! It was like every time I left it was only making
him madder. I was again jolted upright in the night, only
this time to be staring into two black empty eye sockets
and a face with the widest, grotesque, most truely evil
smile I have ever seen. It was honestly the most
terrifying moment of my life. Of course I screamed again,
and I left that night. I was permanently staying at my
boyfriends whether we were fighting or not.
I came back
the next day, for all my stuff. I didn't come back until
next semester when I was assigned a room mate who actually
showed up.
Nothing has ever happened after that, and I hope nothing
ever will. Though I still get scared whenever my room mate
is gone for the night. But I have never told her about
what had happened to me in that room. I wouldn't want to
get another "stupid rumor" going around school now would I?
Contact me here: csublondy@yahoo.com
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