Name: Ela Rosalia
NIM: 180511100069
Class: Creative Writing 6B
Dormitory ghost
I feel like it's hard to open my eyes,
but the sound of the door knocking makes me open my eyes. I Look at the clock
on the wall. It’s Half-past four in the morning. I wondered to myself, who
actually was banging on my door so early in the morning like this. In my mind, it was Yani who did it. Yani's room is not in front of my room, Yani's room is
located in the far corner of the room. I tried to muster the energy to get up
and open the door to my room which was constantly pounding. When I reached the
door, I started to pull the lever on the door and opened it. Instantly my
sleepiness disappeared. What I found in front of my room was “no one”. I looked
left and right, there was only silence. I closed my bedroom door hard and I
started to lock it. Honestly, I'm starting to get goosebumps. But I tried to
get rid of my fear by going back to sleep and wishing that I was dreaming.
Today my school feels very long. The
teacher gives a lot of material to be studied. Hour by hour was boring to me. I
glanced at my seatmate, Yani. She looked very serious listening to our biology
teacher's explanation. I suddenly remembered what happened a few days ago. The
day I was a little scared. I wanted to ask Yani if she was the one knocking
on my door, but for some reason, the question is still tucked away in my mouth.
This incident has not actually been told to anyone. I just feel unable to tell.
I'm afraid to make the girls who live in this dormitory feel as anxious and
scared as I am. In the end, I just took a deep breath. I avert my eyes and
focus. Back to the teacher who was explaining in front of the class.
After school ended, Yani and I did not
immediately return to the dormitory. We sat and ate in the school canteen.
While we were eating, we suddenly heard the voices of girls sitting not far
from us. I turned my gaze to a group of girls sitting near the cafeteria
window. Their voices began to be heard clearly in my ears.
"Yeah, I heard that yesterday
too." "Like the sound of people walking up the stairs." The
voice of a girl wearing a pink hairband.
The girl who was facing the cafeteria
window replied, “I heard it too. because I was too curious, I finally tried to
see who was walking on the stairs on the top floor while the top floor was very
dark. And you know what I found?" Meanwhile, her other friends started to
boisterously guess what the girl had found. I strained my ears, intending to
eavesdrop. Because to be honest I'm also very curious. And when I started to
focus on hearing the girl's answer, Yani suddenly stood up from her seat and
called me,
"Kania, let's go home. I am done.
you finished eating right?” she spoke while glancing at my bowl of food which
was almost finished. Only a few bites left. I decided to focus on finishing my
food because I didn't want Yani to wait for me too long. In the end, I did not
get the answer to my curiosity.
A week after the incident I overheard
the girls talking in the cafeteria at that time. No more strange occurrences
were heard. Even so, every day I always feel anxious and afraid. I'm starting
to feel that this dormitory is indeed a little scary. But in the end, I started
to forget the incident on my bedroom door being knocked on and also started to
forget the talk of the girls that time.
Today the whole dormitory had a big
meal in the downstairs hall. But unfortunately, this evening Yani could not
attend the event. She was sick and was in her room to rest. In this event, I
had fun with my dorm mates. We ate lots of good food. This event is held after
every exam. Be it midterm or final exam. Because our midterm finished two weeks
ago, finally this event was held. While I was chatting with other friends, Yani
suddenly called me. I immediately pick up the call,
"Hello, Yani?" My greeting
started the question first. Yani immediately replied, "Kania, you just
passed in front of my room?" "You were the one who knocked on my
door?" "aren’t you?"
Yani kept pointing at me with her questions which made me a little confused. What's really going on? I wondered. I asked Yani to speak slowly and explain a little so that I could understand the situation. Finally, after a few minutes passed, I began to understand the direction of Yani's conversation. Yani turned out to be experiencing what I experienced a few months ago. There was a knock on the door, but no one was outside. Yani's story is almost similar to what I experienced at that time. But I still didn't tell Yani. Because at this time Yani was alone upstairs. I was afraid that if I told her too, it would make her even more scared and anxious. In the end, I could only calm Yani down so she wouldn't be too scared and keep her bedroom door locked. I looked at the clock on my smartphone, it turned out that our event was about to end.
The morning after that night, Yani and
I chatted in her room. Yani began to narrate the incident in a coherent manner.
Starting when she was calling her mother while lying on the bed and facing the
open window of her room, she saw a black shadow passing in front of her room.
She had thought that it was Nadia. The girl in the room in front of her. But
the thing that she thought was strange was why Nadia was walking towards the
north. Which if she passes through her room, then there is no other way or a
dead end. Have I said that Yani's room is at the very end of the row? Yes, Yani's
room is at the very end, opposite Nadia's room. So it's a bit strange if
someone passes by there. But in the end, Yani didn't think about it too much.
After she finished calling her mother, she was playing with her smartphone, but
suddenly someone knocked loudly on her bedroom door. Because Yani was shocked,
she finally got up and opened the door. But when she opened the door, Yani did
not find someone in front of her room. There is only silence.
