A cry woke 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 I hastily covered myself with my blanket and…