You hear rumors all the time about ghosts and hauntings in rooms. Generally it is just the upperclassmen trying to scare the poor little freshmen. I would have expected that to be the case for my room, if anyone had warned me. However, no one knew that my room was haunted. I was the lucky one to discover it.
The hauntings started back at the beginning of the semester when I had my first roommate. Our ceiling tiles in the bathroom kept lifting and moving and our medicine cabinet doors kept slamming shut randomly. Things kept going missing and being moved and it was abnormally confusing.
When my new roommate moved in, things got worse. We both had the same image of what this spirit looked like. We pictured a young male, kind of tall, with coke bottle glasses. Then we heard humming noises coming from the shower, our closet doors kept opening and closing and our clothes kept moving, there were scratch marks on the bathroom door, the list goes on.
We went and saw the ghost hunter the night we lost power and talked to him. He said we were definitely dealing with a negative entity and had to deal with it. He told us to talk to it nicely and try to lure it out. He said it might make it worse, and it did. We could not even sleep in our own room it was so scary, and we had other witnesses. During the power outage, we stocked up on rosemary and sage, got things to make shrines, got holy water, and everything else to get this ghost out.
About a week later and we are having much less occurrences. We are both still petrified, but we can now sleep a little more peacefully.
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