This is my first time submitting a story of mine, so we will see how well I can tell mine. I never had much of any paranormal activity experiences until college when I met my roommate. This story is the experience me and him had together in our dorm room in 2013.
My roommate told me that there was something that had been following him since he was born, no matter where he went, it was there. For the first few weeks of the semester, I never thought about what he said. Then one day, I came back from class in the morning to find my dorm room door open with the deadbolt sticking out, I figured that my roommate had goofed and turned the lock before he closed it. But over the next few weeks, this kept happening.
Then one night when me and my roommate were on our computers, the door suddenly came open. I went over and shut it, and two minutes later it opened again, and again, and again until I decided to turn the deadbolt on the door. We both watched the door intensely, then after a few minutes went by, we watched the door open and saw the deadbolt going through the door frame! I don't know how to describe what it looked like.
Other things happened over the weeks, my deodorant was thrown across the room at my roommate, my clothes basket spun and fell over. My roommate said he saw a shadow outside our window one day coming back from class and it went into our room.
One morning, we went outside and nearly ran back into the dorm. One of the picnic tables had all its bolts torn from the pavement was twisted and bent, and moved halfway across the complex, and these where 3/4 inch steel bolts driven into cement. To this day the table hasn't been replaced and, despite so many cameras focusing right on that area, they still have not been able to solve it.
Then one night, we invited over one of our friends to do a paranormal investigation. We set up cameras, sound recorders, put shaving cream on the floor, all the stuff us professional amateurs do. Anyway, our friend was taunting it, making fun of it, making it mad, and you could feel the tension in the air. That was the only time I saw this thing's apparition, it quickly darted across the room and back as a black shadow. When I went to another part of the room, right at the center my hair stood up on end, and I put my hand back and forth in the area and could feel this huge static sensation.
We asked it to move something to show us it was here. We decided to turn off the lights and see what happened. The very instant I turned off the light, something fell on the floor. I turned it back on to see what it was, and it was my roommate's Axe bottle, that was sitting on the other side of the room, right between me and our friend. Afterwards, we caught a voice on the recorder. It sounded like Latin to me, and I knew a few words from the language, all I could make out was "him" "room" and I think "door".
When my roommate left, things quieted down, except for Sarah, but that's for a different story.