It's been a while since my first story on this website and I wanted to check it out after I and my friends were talking about ghosts. There's a lot to talk about but I will probably only talk about this one moment at my University, Unimas, that has been sticking with me for a while. This happened a few months ago, unlike my last story.
It happened during the early hours on a Friday. I was busy doing some assignments that were supposed to be due yesterday, but I was pretty slow with it. The first months at University wasn't so easy, but I got used to it later on. Now if I remembered correctly, it happened either late at 2 or just as soon as it hit 3. I was wearing my earphones drawing figurines and stuff when I heard a knock on the door. When I took my earphones off, there wasn't much of a sound. I thought it was just the flimsy table that's making the noise so I decided to go back to work.
But then it happened again, and this time I had my left earphone off, so I definitely had to double confirm. I looked at the door, and then back at my papers when all of a sudden, the knocking happened again. This time, I had my full attention towards the door and I wasn't doing anything that could possibly have made the noise.
It was fast and aggressive, almost like they wanted me to get to the door. However, I was pretty spooked out to even move when I heard the knocking. Being afraid made me recite my prayers faster than a speeding bullet. I've heard of a lot of ghostly rumours at Unimas before I registered to my dorm and most people were talking about the knocking so when it happened to me, I was beyond afraid. I wasn't expecting the paranormal moment to hit me! It happened for a solid minute before the knocking eventually ceased. My scared butt wasn't brave enough to even reach the door, so I sat there on my seat and then towards my roommate who was sound asleep. Like, dude didn't even hear what happened!
Took at least 30 minutes for me to settle down. I was too scared to even continue my assignment so I decided to get straight to bed and finish my assignment hours later.
Only explanation that I could probably think about that explains this very incident, is that someone who I shared apartments with (In Unimas, we have this concept where students lived in apartment styled dorms. Y'know, with the living room and kitchen and everything) must've been knocking the door for something but gave up cause they assumed I was asleep.
I remembered one person who was awake with me at the time, but you won't imagine the look of horror I had on my face the moment he said that he didn't bother coming out of his room and was sound asleep starting at 1, which is a whole hour before the knocking even started. NOBODY was awake at the time too, I asked everyone. So yeah, ever since I've started to always be on guard whenever I go to my room without my roommate being there.
Because of that incident, I've started to feel comfortable doing my assignments in the Study Room just a few blocks away from my dorm.
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