When I was in college I had to stay for the night at a university dorm where Wilma (a BSBio classmate, I forgot her surname) stays. We were working on something, I can’t recall now, but I think it was a class report or something.
The dorm stands on farm land inside the University. Although the University Staff Housing is a five minute walk away and some of the University buildings can be seen (about 20 minutes walk away to the nearest building –
the admin bldg.
Wilma was fast asleep and I was fidgeting on the next bed (she told me earlier that maybe because it was the first time that I slept there). Then I fell asleep. I was roused when I felt a heavy hand passed on my face as if the hand was wiping my face. I thought it was Wilma trying to wake me up. So I opened my eyes and I saw that she’s still fast asleep on her bed which was two steps away from where I sleeping. I was a bit surprised and afraid that time so I covered myself with my blanket, mumbled a prayer, and forced myself to sleep and tried not to think of “others.”
The next morning I recounted to Wilma what happened to me in the wee hours of the morning. She was not surprised at all, she said things like that has occurred at the dorm.
Wowweeeee! Yuck! That was my first paranormal experience and no more of it please!
That experience came to mind while an officemate (Macoy) and I were talking about unusual occurrences. Macoy said one of the writers at the publication he once worked for saw something sitting on Macoy’s lap while he was waiting for the writers to finish writing something. The writer said it was wearing an old dress from the Spanish era and was just sitting there on Macoy’s lap! As if she (it) likes Macoy! Hahahaahaaaa!
