A cry awoke me in the middle of the night. It's as if a girl was trying hard to muffle her desperate cries of help so as to keep something from hearing her. My heart started to pound with fear as I was reminded of some scenes from horror films involving creepy, crying ghost girls. I badly wanted to wake my room mate who was sleeping across my bed but it is impossible to wake her up for she is such a heavy sleeper.
I didn't dare open my eyes. I've heard some creepy stories about our dormitory but I don't want them to experience first hand. So like a frightened child hastily covered myself with my blanket and turned to face the walls. Ignoring the cries, I willed my scared self to get some sleep.
I woke up from an uneasy sleep the next day to see my room mate with a strange, frightened expression on her face.
"So you heard it too?"" I hastily asked. "That creepy crying sounded horrible! I wasn't able to sleep properly last night!"
With a haunted voice, she replied, "Th'that was me who was crying when I saw you levitating from your bed."
