I'm not going to say my dorm room was haunted, but I am going to say that there were rumours that someone had died on that particular floor, and that I'd sometimes wake up in the middle of the night with the sensation that somebody was staring at me. ...I had a single room. On the third floor.

There was also this stairwell, right. It ended in an emergency exit, but you could use it to get to the lower floors. I never saw anybody else use it in the entire time that I was there. Maybe it was because it ended in a door you couldn't use. Or maybe it was something else. I don' know.

Sometimes I would use that stairwell, because it was right next to my room. But every time I did, there were these sensations like - I can't even describe it. An overwhelming sense of dread. And a feeling that there was something there, and that it was staring at me, and that it didn't want me to be there! And it isn't like I had heard a creepy story and was psyching myself out, because there weren't any rumours that somebody had died on the stairwell. I have no idea what the fuck was going on there.

The basement was also really creepy, but that might be because usually when I was in there, I'd made the mistake of using those stairs. Also, the lighting was really terrible. Also-also, there were spiders every-fucking-where.