Okay, to try to move on...
I pledged at Lock Haven University in central PA, and then moved into our chapter house. The room I moved into was supposedly haunted by a young boy. From time to time, the closet door (the closet was an after-build, much newer than the house was) would open on its own. The door would open, the room door would open, and the door to another sister's room would open...in a row like that.
It was a little weird, but since he never seemed to bother anything else, you just got used to falling asleep with doors closed and latched, and waking up to them open.
The house is now gone, a victim to the state's flood control efforts. They made ZTA move out (and the fraternity next door) a couple of years after I left school.
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