At Belmont University, in the 1960s out in front of Wright Hall (the girls side of building that I lived in), there’s a small field out in front where you can have a picnic. It was kind of like a quad. One night, a girl was coming home alone, and it was dark. She was a resident of Wright though they don’t remember what floor or room she lived in. These two guys came up to her. One approached her from the front to make her back up, and the other shot her. It was the only confirmed violence on campus. It happened around December or November, during finals time. The girl who had been killed was very studious.
The whole legend was that around that time you would see the girl wandering through the halls. She would come up behind you and poke you or do something to you because she had been devoting herself to school and was taken away.
“One night, my roommate and I were in our room on the third floor. My roommate and I were asleep probably around …I tell the time later. I was laying down and my eyes burst open. I had felt something in my ear like heard someone say hey. I felt something like breath in my ear. I checked if the air was on. (waves hands around showing what she did) Then I got up and checked. There was no air conditioning, and my roommate was dead to the world, snoring. She checked in the hall and saw no one. It was about 2 in the morning.”
Her roommate had experienced something similar, but they didn’t remember the legend until they were talking. They realized it had happened right around the time finals were starting.
“It was weird. I told it to my mom and my grandma. I was literally sitting on the edge of the bed so confused. I thought it was a waking dream at first then I remembered I felt breath, like someone blowing in your ear.”
The informant heard the legend on a campus tour when the tour guide was showing them the dorm that they would be living in. She thought, “Great, we are going to be living in a murder house.” The informant believes that the legend is told half to scare people who are easy to scare, but it is also just one of the ten stories that have really stuck with the campus through the years.
The informant’s story is a good example of a memorate. She had heard the legend previously so when the experience happened she connected the dots. The informant believes the legend more than before she had had the experience because she formed a personal connection with it. Perhaps if she had never heard the legend, the breath in her ear would still be a mystery. The legend also seems like a cautionary tale, telling students to be aware of their surroundings so that they do not end up like the girl who was murdered.