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well, anyone who goes to miami university in ohio would know most of the usual stories of the university.
first we have the story of the student who in the 30's came up missing. nobody ever found out what happened. most think he was killed and haunted the dorm for years. the room that was his was never occupied after he came up missing. people claimed they heard things in the room afterwards. others say they would see him in the gardens by the dorm at night singing. (he was a member of the glee club and band)
after many years the building was changed from a dorm to a dining hall to a theatre. finally they closed the doors and didn't use it at all. they were trying to have it torn down, but so many people were against it. at night you could see and hear things from the building, but it was suppose to be closed down. finally when they did the permit to tear it down, they found the letters of all of the fraternities in the infamous room on the third floor. it had become a rite of passage for all frat pledges to break in and go to the room and post their letters.
i can say from personal experience that i think the formal gardens that were next to the dorm are still haunted to this day. over christmas break one year while i was in school, i decided to go over to the gardens to take some pics since nobody was around and there was a fresh cover of snow. so i went over, parked, and got out. as soon as i got out of my car i felt like i was being watched. i looked around, but nobody was there.
so i proceeded to go around taking pics. i started to get back into my car, but i decided to go take some more pics. well, as soon as i turned around to go back towards the gardens, i saw the sides of the greenhouse billow like there was wind, but the air wasn't moving. i started to go again and it happened again, but bigger this time. i stopped in my tracks. out loud i said, "okay, i'm leaving now." and it stopped as soon as i said that. i ran back to my car and left.
about a year later or so some friends of mine and i were out ghost hunting. i told them my story so we went back over to the gardens. when we went up to the greenhouse i noticed that it was made of hard plastic that couldn't billow in the wind. freaky!
shelley j
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