“My seventh grade teacher grew up in the American Virgin Islands… you know… basically they are just these small islands… anyways. So, his bedroom window overlooked this cemetery… One night he heard howling, and got out of bed to look outside of his window. He lived near a lighthouse, and that night the light was revolving around. When he looked outside, the light revolved over the cemetery and this dog with red eyes appeared and just stood there staring straight at him. Then, the light came back over the cemetery, shone over the dog, and when the light was gone, so was the dog.”
This story was from a friend who’s seventh grade teacher had a lot of different ghost stories and he would tell them to her class every so often. My friend genuinely believes the story to be 100% true. She doesn’t always necessarily believe ghost stories to be true but the ones that she was told by his particular teacher really resonated with her and she could just tell that he was being completely serious when he told the story.
I personally believe the story as well. I believe ghosts are real and that even animals can be ghosts sometimes. This one was actually super creepy to me, even though as my friend was talking I could see where the story was going to go, especially with the lighthouse detail. I recorded my friend telling me this story in order to be able to give an accurate story back to the audience, and I heard myself say, “I just got chills,” after my friend finished the story. It truly was scary to me. I cannot imagine being a little boy that had to live right above a cemetery, let alone continue to have to live there after this incident occurred. This was the only story that my friend could really gather from her memory, but I can only imagine the other stories he told her class! Living above a cemetery has to be incredibly scary.
“So basically there was this one night me and my roommate were getting ready for bed. We talk about the witching hour, and it just so happened that we were getting ready for bed during that hour. So, I was like “I’m gonna go wash my face.” I open the door and I just feel this chill, and there’s a shape that goes past me in the hallway. We had just learned that someone had died on the sixth floor a long time ago so we were like “Thats a little…. sketchy.” So, I say, “[Roommate’s name] did you see that?” She said, “See what”? I said, “I saw a shape pass me in the hallway.” My roommate said “What shape?” I said, “I don’t know. It was like a human figure that just passed.” My roommate was looking down the hall and she said “There’s no one here…” We tried to forget about it and went to sleep, but that night we both had the exact same dream that there was someone standing in the middle of the room. In both of our dreams, we woke up and saw this person in the middle of the room just standing there watching us. My roommate also talks in her sleep and I woke up that night and she was saying “Get her out of our room”… “She’s standing in the middle of our room”. I got really panicked so I got out of bed and locked the door. Now, my roommate and I have reoccurring nightmares every time we leave our door unlocked that there is someone that is just standing in the middle of the room. We lock our door a lot more often *laughs*… but yeah… that’s my story.”
This was the first time that the person who was telling this story had told it. The person that who told this story didn’t believe in ghosts before she came here but because of her roommate, she started to question it and finds it interesting now. She never believed in ghosts but she did believe in the Jinn. She is from India and she says that the Jinn is an incredibly evil spirit within her culture. It’s like a genie-esque spirit that preys on impoverished people. Her grandmother and father actually both have told her stories about their experiences with the Jinn, since they were incredibly poor. I find it interesting that when she was describing the Jinn, it reminded me of a ghost, except just a lot more evil. Not all ghosts seem to be evil, but every Jinn is. It seemed to have the same qualities, though. She described it as a shadow presence that you can see with the naked eye. It’s an example of how some cultures don’t necessarily believe in ghosts, but they have their own experience with a spirit of some sort, and they believe in that.
I 100% believe the person that told me this story. We live in the same dorm on the same floor, and I know both her and her roommate very well. Now, I feel like I’m going to have to watch out for this, to be honest. I haven’t ever felt a presence or seen anything suspicious, but I really do believe my friend is telling the truth.