Room 10E

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You know the one.

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11 years old.

We moved to a new apartment in somehow, in all the hustle and bustle and confusion.

I don't know how it happens, but my brother and I, we wind up with an extra extra brother my italian brother rocky he technically lives in the apartment underneath ours but mostly

she kicks it at our place

and rocky's got the down syndrome right

plays it for all it's worth he'll run in start rummaging through the fridge tossing leftover potatoes to the ground

My mama won't say jack to him.

She'd have smacked us upside the head in a minute.

Rocky spills ketchup on her living room carpet.

No problem.

Rocky practices juggling eggs while jumping up and down on her bed.

Just don't do it again, okay?

And because Rocky is a great guy, he extends his life license to his pals.

We throw paint

at the nicely dressed people outside and right when they get big mad, Rocky!

He comes running to take the blame like a champ.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Grinning,

knowing full well he ain't getting in trouble.

He knows what he's doing.

And we know he knows.

Everybody knows, but he gets away with it anyway because he's rocking.

I hadn't thought of Rocky in a long time.

We were just kids.

We moved,

they moved, moved again.

I didn't do a great job keeping up.

Not too long ago, my brother gets sick.

Really sick.

Starts remembering things that didn't happen.

But remembering, too, very clearly,

things that did happen.

And one day,

right after ranting about billions of barabons he's got buried in the bottom of the ocean, his fog clears.

He says, man,

we should have kept in touch with Rocky, man.

You know, like he was our little brother, man.

It's not right, man.

I tell him, brah, didn't you know?

I kept tabs on Rocky

really

yeah

he's in Cleveland

fat little apartment overlooking the park Rocky's got the best life man

because he's the best dude

and

the smile

That lights up my brother's face, the happiness, the joy,

It's so pure.

So pure, I would have repeated the same lie to him a million times over

without a touch of regret.

Rocky, man,

yo,

Rocky.

Now,

New place.

New beginnings.

Let's meet Rebecca.

Rebecca just started college at the Fashion Institute of Technology in New York City to pursue a career in photography.

It's a magical spot.

People ride from all over the world to study everything there is to learn about arts and fashion.

It's exciting, right?

Right?

Spook.

We moved into the freshman dorms and

I got put in alumni hall.

It's an 18-story building and they had me on the 10th floor in room 10E.

I was very nervous to move in.

I'm a homebody, so it was just a new place, kind of scary, intimidating, all new people.

But the moment I walked in, I was like, this is actually very nice for a college dorm.

It was a suite set up.

So when you walked inside, you're in the kitchen, which was directly next to the bathroom.

And straight ahead, there's two different bedrooms for two girls each.

To me, it was like, oh my gosh, we're having this cool little mini apartment with girls my age in Manhattan.

All three of my roommates were all very much into fashion.

They always had cute outfits put together, but I definitely felt a little bit like the black sheep.

I was really more of like a punk emo kid growing up, so I was wearing like flannels and ripped jeans and whatever to fashion school.

Being a photography major, I actually used a lot of them as models in my projects.

I was still pretty shy, but they brought me out of my shell a lot.

They would invite me to parties and we would go out all over the city together.

Around four months after we moved into the dorm room, I'm sitting at the kitchen table working on my laptop late at night.

And

I just start feeling this tingling down my spine, or like the hair on my neck standing up.

And I just get this feeling of dread.

It was almost this feeling of being watched from the bathroom, which was directly across from the kitchen table.

I'm staring directly in the bathroom.

It's pitch black.

I'm trying to play it off in my head that I'm just psyching myself out.

It's late at night.

So I get up, I run over and shut the door hard

and run back to the table and sit back down.

And I'm like, do I feel better?

No.

I try to continue working on the rest of my homework, but I just can't sit there anymore.

I end up just going into my bed and pulling the covers over my head and waiting for the morning.

I'm just telling myself, myself, maybe you're creating something in your head that isn't really there.

Put your head down and move on.

One night, I'm just looking for one of my favorite sleep t-shirts and I can't find it anywhere.

I'm looking in my dresser.

I'm looking under my bed.

I'm looking in my laundry basket.

I just can't find it.

I asked my roommates, no one's seen it.

Granted, it's just like a pajama shirt, so no big deal.

After maybe a week or two, one of my roommates notices that she's missing something.

She asks us, hey, like, has anybody seen my skirt?

We all pulled everything out of our dressers and closets and were looking through.

No one can find this skirt.

Over the course of the week, everyone everyone started missing something.

A tank top, a t-shirt, a dress.

Being fashion students, their clothes were all like pretty trendy, like fashionable items.

So it felt more special than me just losing a pajama t-shirt.

The tensions got a little weird for a minute.

Everyone's like, who's taking the clothes?

Is someone lying?

Is someone hiding these things?

Everyone just wrote it off as, okay, well, it just got lost.

And ha ha ha, maybe this is like a haunted dorm room and a ghost took it.

It was just kind of a running joke.

We all have that piece.

You know the one.

The thing that's so you, you've basically become known for it.

And if you don't have yours yet, you'll find it on eBay.

Let me put you on Fashionistas.

eBay is where you'll find those one-of-a-kind, can't stop researching, stay-up dreaming about pieces.

Again and again, I'm talking that Mew Mew Off the Runway red leather bomber, the Custo Barcelona top with the cowboy on it, or that Patagonia fleece in the 2017 colorway.

All these finds are on eBay, and they even offer millions of main character pieces backed by authenticity guarantee.

eBay is the place for pre-loved and vintage fashion.

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I'm sitting at the kitchen table again, doing my work late one night.

Everyone else was asleep and

the feeling comes over me again.

The feeling of being watched from that dark bathroom.

The hair standing up on the back of my neck,

pit in my stomach, just

panic.

All of a sudden, I just hear the shower turn on in the bathroom.

Full blast.

I'm frozen in my seat at the kitchen table.

If someone was going to go in there, I would see them.

I'm thinking to myself, what do I do right now?

Do I run into my bed and just let the shower run all night?

I run into the bathroom.

I try not to look anywhere, but I see that the shower handle is pulled all the way to the right.

I'm just in shock.

What the fuck is going on?

I just, as quickly as possible, pulled that shower handle back to the left, turned it off,

and slammed the door shut, run so fast into my room and jump into my bed and pull the covers over me

like a little kid.

That's scared running up the stairs at night.

I'm mostly up through the whole night.

I felt like the other things could be written off as anxiety or

someone stealing clothes,

but this was just weird.

I tell the story to my roommates the next day, and

I don't know if it's a nervous response, but they laugh.

That's so crazy, but also, haha, what

they didn't really think much of it beyond the moment of me telling them,

and that was kind of isolating.

So, a few weeks later, I'm just getting out of class around dinner time, and I'm just going up to my dorm room to make some dinner and take a shower.

There's no one else home at this point.

None of my roommates are home.

I step into the bathroom and

turn on some music to just start winding down, and I step into the shower.

All of a sudden, I just start seeing stars,

and my vision is just going almost black and purple.

What's going on?

Is it temporary?

I'm starting to get scared, and my vision is just going darker and darker and darker.

I'm just absolutely panicking.

I'm just in my mind spiraling.

I really hope I'm not permanently blind.

I'm a photographer.

Am I going insane?

I'm realizing I'm in the shower, in my dorm room, naked and alone.

I'm like, well, I can't have this happen here.

This is dangerous.

I have to get out of here.

As I'm reaching along the wall to feel for my towel, I realize I'm 100% blind.

I can't see a thing.

I put the towel around me,

carefully step out.

I'm holding onto the wall for dear life until I exit the bathroom.

My logical thought was the best thing I could do right now would just be to ask my neighbors for help.

I'm feeling the left-hand wall of the dorm room hallway until I feel my fingers press up against the next doorway.

And I knew I was at my neighbor's dorm room.

I knock on the door, and someone opens it, and I recognize their voice.

Are you okay?

What happened?

And I tell them, I can't see anything.

Just please let me stay here.

Let me stay for a few minutes until I feel better.

They bring me in, and they bring me a glass of water.

They ask me if I want anything else.

Do I want any clothes?

Do you need to go to the hospital?

And I'm like, nope, just let me sit here and I'll get myself together.

I felt like maybe this was all anxiety related.

Maybe this is a fluke thing.

I sat there for about 45 minutes, and over the course of nearly an hour, my vision slowly started coming back.

As I regained regained my vision, my neighbors slowly helped me up, made sure I was okay,

and walked me back over to my dorm room.

I just put some pajamas on and got into bed.

When I woke up the next day, I was still exhausted.

I skipped all my classes, and I decided to just call my

to tell her about the experience I had in the shower.

I ended up just confiding in her about what I had been feeling and experiencing over the last few months.

And she said, oh, you know, your aunt actually went through something like this.

You should give her a call.

So I call my aunt.

I tell her all of the details of what had happened.

She immediately is pretty concerned and tells me her story.

One night, she was woken up by sounds in her apartment, and

she saw a light emanating from her living room.

She got up to go look, and there was an angelic figure standing there.

She tells me to encourage whoever's in here to move on, to say something along the lines of, this isn't where you're supposed to be anymore.

You have to move on to the next place.

I hang up with my aunt.

I feel so silly listening to this.

I don't know that I really believe her.

I also felt kind of embarrassed to just start talking out loud to nothing.

So I held on to that information.

I had still just been so exhausted for three days at this point.

And I'm just feeling like,

you know what?

I'm just going to say it.

I said out loud, you don't belong here anymore.

This isn't where you should be.

It's time for you to move on.

And in that moment, I felt a breeze in the room.

Like this cool,

refreshing almost breeze.

Saw my bedroom door slowly creak

and I feel a weight lifted off my chest.

And it immediately felt lighter in the room.

I didn't feel so tired anymore, and the feeling of being watched from the bathroom was no longer there.

But I couldn't explain why.

I didn't want to assume just speaking out loud would work.

About two months after that experience, I go back to Long Island for the summer to my childhood home.

I went to visit my high school photography teacher because she was actually the one that helped me apply to FIT for school because she had gone there in the 90s.

So I wanted to just say thank you for helping me get in and just catch up together.

She asked me how my first year went, went, how were the dorms, how was school and the projects.

I tell her that I had stayed in the alumni hall dorm building.

She was like, oh my God, that's so crazy.

That's the one that I stayed in in the 90s.

That's so funny.

What floor were you on?

And I was like, oh, I was on the 10th floor.

And she's like, no way.

I was also on the 10th floor.

Like, how crazy would it be if we were in the same room?

And I was like, I was in 10E.

And she was like, oh,

I was in the room next door.

I was in 10F.

The mood got weird and she got very cold,

almost like solemn.

And I was like, why did your vibe shift like that?

And she was like,

well, when I was there, a girl died in that room.

She was a partier.

She was a really sweet girl,

but, you know, did some drugs and she unfortunately overdosed in that room and died.

It's believed that she passed in the bathroom.

I just feel my stomach drop and I'm in complete disbelief of what I'm hearing.

I end up telling her what I had experienced in this room and she's now in shock.

And

she says, you know, I tried really hard to find this girl.

I couldn't find anything about her.

I know her first name, and that she

was really into this like fashion of rave culture and, you know, Djanko jeans, and neons, and choker necklaces.

I'm in shock.

I'm thinking that's the kind of clothing going missing from my fashion student roommates.

I tell her the experience I had in the shower and losing my vision, and

she theorized that maybe this girl was showing me what she had went through in this bathroom.

Maybe she was upset and angry still.

Maybe I was a doorway for her to communicate through and she was able to then move on properly and not be stuck in this bathroom.

Over time, I've given this a lot of thought and

I think that's what was happening.

The next year, I moved to a different dorm building a few blocks down from the school with new roommates roommates in a new room, a new place.

But my classes still took place in the building directly across from Alumni Hall.

Every time I would go to class, I would see the building

and I would think about

that room.

I wonder if people are having any weird experiences in there.

But I'm hopeful that I helped her to move on.

I hope that she's in a different place now and is more at peace.

Thank you, Rebecca, for sharing your story with the spooked.

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Now,

1980s, Miami, Dr.

William G.

Roll, a leading parapsychologist, begins investigating a 13-year-old boy named Julio.

Family, friends, and eventually journalists and investigators report they witnessed objects moving of their own accord

whenever Julio is nearby.

Furniture, dishes, silverware, things just fly about

whenever he's scared, anxious, or upset.

And after numerous tests, experiments, and interviews, Dr.

Roll concludes that

the phenomena

is something that he labels

recurrent spontaneous psychokinesis.

RSPK.

This is what the good doctor concludes.

And giving it a name, RSPK, that is all well and good, but to my mind, unhelpful.

Now, Julio has since taken his gifts and retreated from the public guy, but if you know someone with RSPK, or dear spooker, if you have RSPK I would love to know so much more about it than the name so with spook nation let us know spook at snapjudgment.org because there's nothing better than a spook story from a spook listener

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My name is from Washington, and it's interesting, isn't it, that

so many phenomena

on this shadow road are tied to remembering.

Remembering this battle,

remember this crime, remember this loss, remember

like a psychic scream of I was here.

Please see this, please

see me,

Please.

A need so powerful,

it transcends death.

Please see me.

Think about that.

And I don't want to wait for anyone that I know, anyone I care about, to pass on, imagining they have to come back to ensure they are finally seen.

No, no.

No, don't haunt me later.

I want to see you now.

I want to hear you now.

Now

And I thank

those that look me in my eye now

Those that insist on seeing me now

That don't let me hide now that refuse to take no for an answer now that drag me kicking and screaming and sobbing from my own darkness and insist now

that I never

ever ever

ever

turn out

the lights.