I just drove into Lees-McRae College in my beige Volks Wagon Beetle Convertible; I was letting my hair flow in the wind as I speeded up to the campus and entered the school. The drive and the view of the mountains were spectacular to see and with the right driving music, that’s my jam. I came here few months ago for a campus tour back in June to visit the college. They have lots of activities and clubs to join. I fell in love with the school, its stone structure buildings, and the landscape of Blue Ridge Mountains. I knew I wanted to study here. I approached the Tate Dormitory.
“Hi, Stephanie I am glad you made it,” Debby said while smiling. She is the residence advisor.
“Still beautiful” I said. Looking up at the Tate dormitory building and taking a deep breath to smell the mountain air.
“Oh yes.” Debby said, “Anyway you will be on the fourth floor room 4114” Debby handed me paper work.
“Thanks,” I said. I took the papers.
“Here are the forms you need to sign,” Debby said.
“Okay. Can I sign it later?” Stephanie said.
“Sure” Debby said. “Do you need some help with your luggage and boxes?”
“Yes, that would be great” Stephanie said.
“Paul and Michael, please help her.” Debby said.
The guys helped me took some boxes of clothes out of the front part of the hood for me. When we entered the building, students were in their dorms unpacking their stuff from boxes. Then we went to the fourth floor and I found the room number 4114. Inside there were two beds, desks closet, and dressers. It was nice; the nicer was the window that over looked the landscape of the mountains of the Blue Ridge Mountains and across the men’s dormitory. It looked beautiful.
“Thank you guys, the first bed near the window” The guys put the boxes on the bed
“My pleasure” Paul said.
“We see you later,” Michael said.
“Of course later” I said.
Michael was cute and so they left the room to help other female students in the dorm. I bet they were hitting on very girl in dorm while they were helping bringing up their belongings. I put the forms on the desk and started to unpack the clothes. I put some clothes in the dress drawers: panties, bras, nightwear, folded T-shirts, and socks. Dresses, jeans and shirts in the closet, it took a while to unload them. Then I heard a knock. It made me jump. It was Debby at the door. She startled me.
“Hi, Stephanie. Did you get a chance to sign the papers?” Debby said, she was at the door.
“Oh no, not yet” I grabbed the papers from the desk and started to read it and walked out the door where Debby was.. My hands touch the door and it swung to a close. It was not close completely, just a little. I finished reading the contract, and Debby handed me a pen and I placed the paper on the wall and signed it.
“If you need anything just called me and you know where I am staying at. And you will get a roommate soon.”
“Okay” I said.
When I got back to my room, the dressers and closets were empty all of my clothes and they were put back in boxes and luggage. How could this happened? No one was in the room? And, it happened in a matter of seconds when I left the room to sign some papers. I turned around and Debby was about to go to the next floor down below.
“Debby,” I said. She was about to leave to go to the next person.
“Yes?” Debby said.
“My clothes and my stuff were put back in boxes.” I said.
“Did you unpack?” Debby asked.
“Yes I did” I said.
“Then, I don’ t know. Probably the excitement of moving in made you forget that you unpacked” Debby said.
“Okay?” I said. I was puzzled. I knew I did unpack. Maybe it was the excitement on the first day. I placed the luggage on top of the bed near the window and opened it. Then a knock surprised me, it was my new roommate.
“Hi, my name is Tori Pullman,” Tori said. She reached out to shake my hands.
“Stephanie Ryan. I got this side,” I wanted the window and I got here first.
“Just moved in?” Tori said
“Just moved in,” I said. I wasn’t sure. What just happened here? She was nice.
Then we had an orientation on campus, like where’s the cafeteria, the library, and auditorium. Who uses the library anymore we use the computer and it is quicker. But, the most important was the scenery of mountains and the vast landscape. Rich in colors and especially the fall colors, the color of the leaves. It made the university much brighter and an environment to learn.
I wonder if I should ask someone about the incident that happened to me, early ago, like who would pack all my clothes under a matter of seconds, while I was outside signing a form. Would they think I was crazy? I stayed quite.
While there was a party going on in the cafeteria, I decided to get my jacket from my dorm. When I entered the dorm and climbed up the stairs to the second floor, I found myself back on the first floor. How could this happen? I knew the floors were identical. But how? I went up again, and this time I was in the third floor, from the first floor to the third floor. What? I knew I did not drink any alcoholic beverages at the cafeteria. I tried one more time and this time I was on the right floor, the fourth floor. I know the building is old; they should have put an elevator in the building. What happened here? I got inside my room, I opened the closet door and grabbed my jacket. When I left my room, I felt someone was watching me, but there was no one in the room, only me. I went back to the cafeteria.
Bam! The door slammed in my bedroom, Tori and I woke up to the sound of the door slam. I got up and I ran to the door. No one was outside my door, all the doors were closed, and the students were fast asleep. No one heard our door slam. It could not be a draft, because the window was closed. Who was in our room? And, it was four-forty-five in the morning. Since we were up, and the cafeteria opened at seven a.m., might as well get up, and get dress for our eight o’clock classes. And do a little bit of our homework.
At the cafeteria, Tori and I were eating breakfast and we were the first in line, Michael came to our table.
“Hi, ladies. And how are you this morning?” Michael said. He was smiling at us.
“Tired,” Tori said.
“Both Tired,” I said.
“Why?” Michael said. He sat down with his plate of breakfast food.
“Our door slammed and it woke us up,” Tori said.
“Did you leave your window opened?” Michael said.
“No, it was closed” I said.
“Weird?” Michael said “Were you at your window this morning?”
“No, Why?” I said. Confused I was still asleep at that time.
“I saw someone in your room,” Michael said.
“We were asleep the whole time,” I said.
“Can you describe her?” Tori ask.
“I was getting ready to do run this morning and while I was putting on my pants, I looked up and I saw a woman staring at me from your window. She had shoulder-length hair and wore a black and white gown dress. When she turned her head sideway, she disappeared in a blink of eye.” Michael said.
“You saw a ghost in our room?” I said. I was a little surprised.
“Yes I did,” Michael said.
When I heard there was a ghost in my room, maybe, it was the same ghost, who packed my stuff and possibly wanted me out. Tori, Michael and I were surprised by the story. I told them not to mention this story to anyone; I do not want people to think that I was crazy or made it up to get attention. This campus is is charming. But haunted? Would people believe me? Maybe some classmates saw the same thing. I heard nothing. The door did not slam again. Everything was back to normal.
Nothing was back to normal. I was doing some research, on the internet, on the computer in my room. Sometimes it’s hard to find a set information, it’s like a brick wall couldn’t find anything. I went to the library.
The library was close by, and not too far from my dorm. I entered the library. I saw the workers near the circulation desk and they were talking and watching some funny videos on the computer. I walked pass them and I went to the computer. I typed in the word History of North Carolina. I was taking a history class and needed some information. Out of the corner of my eyes. I saw a woman, she had shoulder-length hair and wore a black and white flowery print dress.
“Hello do you work here?” I called her.
She didn’t answer, and she looked at me. Her eyes were dark and sunken in. When she passed by the second table before the books, she disappeared.
I knew it was late, like after ten o’ clock night, and I was a little tired. But, I wasn’t that tired enough of what I have seen and witnessed. I rubbed my eyes and looked again to make sure of what I saw. My eyes were okay. I went to my location of where I could find my book. It was the same place where the ghost had disappeared. And, I couldn’t find my book anywhere in the isle.
So, I went to the circulation desk and ask one of the workers to help me find my book. He took me to the same section of where I was looking before.
“It should be right here,” the library clerk said. “I just put this book up fifteen minutes ago.” He said.
“You did? And it is missing?” I said.
“Let’s go find your book,” Library clerk said.
We looked at the next isle to find my book. We heard some shuffling of the books behind us. Since it was impossible for the other crew to come, we would have seen them. The shuffling noise continued.
“What was that?” I said.
Library clerk and I looked at each other.
We turn our heads around and saw no one.
We decided to check back the isle. We saw a book sticking out from the shelf. We were the only ones who saw this. The other clerks were in the office and they were watching videos on the computer. The book slowly moved out from between the other books, as an unseen force was pulling it out. Then, it dropped to the floor. Then, it dragged across the floor to us. The book that came to us was Anne Rice’s Interview with The Vampire. It looked like; this ghost does not like this book.
We were both scared of what we saw. What unseen force did we see? The library clerk and I witnessed this paranormal activity before our eyes. Since he was new and I am a freshman of the college, we told the employees at the circulation desk that we have witnessed a poltergeist and a ghost in the library.
In class, Mr. Roughton’s history class, he has a way of telling a story, he can take a boring story and make it interesting and we learn something. It was about the end of the class when he decided to talk about the college history.
“So, that concludes why North Carolina’s known as the Tar Heel state,” Mr. Roughton said. “Oh by the way, this week is Halloween and I don’t know if you are aware that this school is haunted.” Mr. Roughton said.
So, it wasn’t me, and it was true. Our campus was haunted. This, I got to hear.
“How many of you, raise your hand if you experienced any hauntings on campus?” Mr. Roughton said.
Only two people raised their hands. It was Michael and I.
“I got up early one morning for a run and when I looked across in another room, which was Tate dorm and I saw a ghost in Stephanie’s room. It was wearing a long white gown and staring out from her window.” Michael said.
“So Stephanie you were in a white gown at your window and you were a peeping Tom?” Mr. Roughton said, putting a little humor of the ghost in her room.
“No, Mr. Roughton. I did not, but there was a ghost in my room. It slammed my door and woke Tori and I up and there was no one in the room.”
“Wow. Where?” Mr. Roughton said.
“Tate Dormitory” I said.
“Interesting” Mr. Roughton said.
“And on the first day, when I moved in, my clothes were packed in boxes under a few seconds and the staircase were confusing” I said, I told my story in a few words.
“Anyone else?” Mr. Roughton said.
“And last night at the library, the library clerk and I were looking for a book. We couldn’t find the book that I wanted. But we heard some shuffling behind the book isle. We turned around and no one was there. But we did see a book fall down on it’s own and moved towards us. It was an Anne Rice’s novel Interview with the Vampire. It looked like it did not like vampires stories.” I said.
“Wow,” Mr. Roughton was exclaimed.
“And I saw a woman in a flowering print gown floating and it disappeared behind some books,” I continued.
The students were intrigue with the stories and they wanted to know more.
“Okay,” Mr. Roughton was surprised by my story. And, he told us his story “Let me tell you about Emily Draughn, she was a young child, buried many years ago. She died of Tuberculosis in Grace Memorial Hospital, in 1930’s – which is now Tate Hall. She’s haunted the fourth floor which was the maternity ward. Emily’s ghost has been spotted on campus either when students are here or going on winter or spring break. But this time was a little different than I expected,” Mr. Roughton said.
“I did get a feeling when I was on the fourth floor to get my jacket from my dorm?” Stephanie said.
“Wow” Mr. Roughton said, still impressed about my story. He continued with his story. “Her presence still lingers on the fourth floor of the Tate dorm. Her grave site is next to the building and the inscription on her tomb say: ‘She is not dead but sleeping’ and she roams throughout the campus.” Mr. Roughton concluded.
Classroom door creaked opened.
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