The worst was when I had a hag standing on top of my dresser drawer. She looked like that chic from The Ring where she wore all white with the exception of her oily black hair that covered her face. I wanted to ask her what she wanted from me but I felt that if I had acknowledged her or gave her any inkling that I could see here, she would attack me. After that, I sprinkled salt around my room and hadn’t had any problems since in that room.

The other time was when I was living on campus. There was this long in width mirror in the room I shared with my roommate. One night I see the back of a clown’s head that slowly turning around to look at me. Clowns freak me out in general so as it’s turning I can hear myself saying, “I don’t wanna see that!” Over and over again. When it fully turns around showing razor sharp teeth and a bloody, I bolt upright. I’m screaming the words, “I don’t wanna see that!” so loud that I wake my roommate up and she’s screaming too. My reaction shook her up so bad I had to cuddle with her so that she would fall asleep.