My first day of college walking into my dorm room I found something strange about it, there was faint traces of crosses about the room, like water stains you couldnt get rid of. People told me that day I lived in a haunted room, I was new and thought it was hazing, so I dismissed what they told me as a joke. Im not a person to believe in ghosts, but every night I slept in my room, I would here something that sounded like medal balls being rolled around, I also dismissed this as bad plumbing but when I asked everyone living around my room if they heard the same sounds at night, they said they wouldnt. The worst was every day I woke up with bruises all over my legs. Time went by and every night more bruises. Strange things would happen, there'd be knocking at the door, but no one at the door, there'd be sounds of someone walking behind me, with nobody there. I finally found out what happened at that place, the people that used to live at our dorms of The Art Institute of Ft.Lauderdale...