If you go to Wes, you've probably seen the cute little graveyard that sits outside of Nics and WestCo, and by cute, I mean spooky and terrifying.
Now, at first, the graveyard didn't seem like such a bad thing. I mean it gave the area character, and rumor has it, it inspired Joss Whedon to write "Buffy the Vampire Slayer." As Sara Michelle Gellar's No.1 fan, that was a pretty cool thing to be able to see, so I tried to embrace it with open arms. However, that got harder and harder as the paranormal happenings started in our dorm.
As college students do, we like to leave our door open to make new friends and let the air circulate because, of course, we have no working AC. Now, the first time our door slammed, I wasn't too worried. Obviously, a cross-breeze came through and managed to close the unreasonably heavy door. The second time it closed on its own, I was a little more concerned, though, as somehow the door stop had been completely moved. But you know, my roommate probably accidentally kicked it on her way out even though I never saw her come in, but she definitely must have come in because how else would the doorstop have moved, RiGht? However, it was the third time the door slammed, that the paranormal activity was definitely confirmed. Not only was it the interior door between our two room double (ikr sick layout) this time, but it continued to rattle after it shut, and the balcony door (what a sick layout !) immediately opened right after. At that point, I began to get uneasy, but little did I know, it was only going to get worse.
Picture this: two days after the scarring door incident, your typical college gal makes her way past the graveyard after a long day of classes hoping to go have a nice relaxing nap in her totally not spooky, not haunted dorm. She walks up the stairs, down the hall, and opens the door only to find that her fake, fire safety approved candles are out and lit up bright green!
Actual real picture of an actual real event.
This is enough to make any reasonable teen who just finished Stranger Things run for the hills, but it doesn't even stop there. The next morning was the morning of...the wrap incident. What is the wrap incident you may ask? Well, only the most concrete evidence of paranormal activity to ever happen at Wesleyan University.
Thursday, September 22, 2016. I woke up at a prompt 8:30 to head to my 8:50 lecture. I got up, stretched, and grabbed a sip of water from my environmentally friendly, refillable Wesleyan water bottle only to notice that the wrapping from the left-over chicken wrap I had gotten at Summies the night before was sitting on top of the fridge, "That's weird," I thought, but I assumed my roommate had just finished it and forgotten to throw the wrapper away. I opened the fridge to double check only to come face to face with the delicious chicken wrap sitting on the shelf completely unwrapped and bare.
Image of incident, not shown due to its graphic nature.
What kind of monster would do that! Waste of perfectly good wrap for no reason! Especially in an environment where we're living one swipe at a time and any bit of leftovers is a blessing.
I've confronted my roommate about every single one of these incidents and she denies each one, which can mean only one thing: My room is definitely haunted and this might be the last article I ever write for the Odyssey. So #ripramsay and maybe you should stay out of Nics for the next lifetime or so.
