You may not believe this story. At first, I didn't either. I couldn't believe what I experienced. But now, I can tell the every truth about my experience.
On January 3rd, I went back from second self study. I guessed there was no one in the room. But I could feel the rustle inside. So I came in. In the darkness, I could feel somebody moving. I said,
"Who's there?"
That creature vanquished, while leaving winds like a small hurricane that I could feel in the room. Then my roommates came in. I told them about that thing, which I thought it as a ghost. The fear continued in my mind. Then, I could see a sentence written in the bed, which was "Je suis le fantôme de GLPS"(In French, it means "I am ghost of GLPS"). I asked my PA about that strange statement, and he answered with its translation.
The next day, I asked another PA about any ghosts found in GLPS. He suddenly got embarrassed like he had a secret and said,
"Um... Do you still believe in ghosts? There are no ghosts in the world, and in GLPS. Totally not at all!"
But that was fake. Later he came with embarrassment and said,
"How did you know that there was a ghost? There is a ghost...
he continued,
... Actually, one foreign student died because of famine of his family over here, GLPS. We, the GLPS, didn't cared about him, shamefully. He was from the city of Dakar, Senegal."
"Do they use French?"
"Correct."
Oh, no... I could sure that the ghost in my room was the one he told about. So I told my roommates about that, and they all had sudden, surprising shock. So we just left GLPS.
Later, I heard that GLPS had no customers because of ghosts, so they ended GLPS.
"He was from Dakar, Senegal."
답글삭제I think he was "from the city of Dakar, Senegal." You need the word 'city' in your story.
Good story, though. I like the French and African elements.