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At my uni, there are no Greek houses, and almost half of the students live together in small groups in off-campus in "regular" houses. (there are some dorms on-campus but those are basically not very much fun to live in. Also the city is about 5 minutes from campus)
Anyway...
My old house was built in 1886 and served as an inn for years. It used to be on the outskirts of town (it's city-centre now) and right across the street is an old farmers' graveyard dating back to the 1600's. There are very old crooked graves and huge willows in there.
In the 1960's the building was extended and you can still see the remains of a staircase in some rooms. In the 1990's they started renting out the 13 rooms to tennants, and some were... let's just say women in the world's oldest profession. At night people still come calling for them. Also one of the tennants overdosed in one of the rooms. And one hung herself in another room (room number 13 actually).
Students started living there in the year 2000 and there have been creepy things happening ever since. Even with all the doors and windows shut, the wind really howls through the whole house. There's always doors opening and closing without anyone there. Lights would flicker, and you could hear people walking down the hallways even when everyone was asleep. There would be shuffeling and clanking in the attic, even though there's no way of getting up there anymore.
The house was downright creepy and I hated spending the night there when no-one else was home.
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