Ghost Dormitory Novels & Stories

"What was that?" "What was what?" "She being into you." "It's- normal," Liza said, walking. "You said that you're not into girls." "I just don't know. Okay?" Uncertainty surrounded her voice. Liza took Ida to the Tez Grue. That's where the Gem Dorm was, a beautiful, modern architecture. "This-is the Gem Dorm. Step in, Ida," Liza said spreading her arms and took Ida inside. The building was a high tower and it was painted metallic blue like many other buildings. The interiors were some white and some blue.

There are no decorations, no punched-tin or dyed hangings like you’d find in a Ditch home, but the halls are wider, the ceilings are higher, and from the quiet, it’s clear the walls are made of something thicker than particleboard. We climb yet another stair, walk to the end of another hall, and Clay kicks a door open with his foot. It’s an attic dormitory, four bunks on either side, each with a metal footlocker at the end. It stinks. Three males startle and stand. Two were playing cards on a thin mattress. One had been lying down. A fourth male, the one named Amir, drops from where he was lifting himself on a bar hung across a closet door. All the males except Amir duck their heads and aver

I followed the woman into the shelter to the dorm in the back. The room was stark and bare, with flickering overhead lights that buzzed softly. There was no artwork, no colourful bedding, just dirty grey walls and a chipped white and black linoleum floor that reminded me of a chessboard. This was all we deserved. The scum, the dregs of society. A roof and a dirty bed. No more, no less. The place stank of cheap booze, cigarettes, and unwashed bodies. Strictly speaking, no one was allowed to smoke and drink inside the dorm, but the smell clung to unwashed bodies like napalm.

I mean, this is the only dormitory here in the city. "Welcome to the Trainer's Dormitory. This building has seven floors. The first to third floor is for average class dorm room, the fourth and fifth floor was for middle class dorm room, sixth floor is for wealth class and the seventh floor is for special class. The first and third floor have 25 rooms on each floor. Expect that the room is small but rest assured that you have enough space for a bed and a closet. There will be a cafeteria ang public bathroom for average class on each floor. And you can only take the elevator with brown door. Next is the middle class. Fourth and fifth floor have 18 rooms for each floor, you'll have a relativel

It was in messed and loudly making the other students who was their neighborhood wake up and witness their childish bawling. The spacious room of Zitrey is now crammed with four monkeys inside. Thankfully, the bed is a double-deck giving more space. Zitrey was holding her anger in this messed and went outside. She was surrounded by kids. Seems staying in this dormitory will be very distressing.

The dormitory was silent as the door slammed shut behind us. **** The damp air clung to my skin as I stared blankly at the cracked, moldy ceiling above me. Droplets of water leaked through the cracks, dripping steadily onto my face, one after the other. I didn’t even blink. My eyes were open, but I wasn’t really seeing anything. I didn’t feel human. I didn’t feel like anything at all. The small room, hidden beneath the orphanage, had no name, but the children whispered about it like it was some forbidden place. A punishment room, they called it.

without choking. The dormitory is a long room with rows of narrow beds and hooks along the wall for aprons and cloaks. Marla throws herself onto her mattress with an exaggerated groan loud enough to make the girl in the next bed giggle. “If I ever stop scrubbing,” she says to the ceiling, “I’ll haunt Marek’s pans just to keep screaming.” “You’ll scrub again tomorrow,” Kai sings back, stretching like a cat. “But maybe less if you say ‘sir’ like a good little court mouse.”

She headed down the hallway, the rhythmic thump of the hamper against her leg accompanying her footsteps. The dorm’s laundry room was located on the ground floor, a communal space shared by all the residents of the building. Kayla descended the stairs carefully, adjusting her grip on the hamper to prevent it from slipping. The hallways were quiet, the silence broken only by the occasional sound of a door opening or closing, the muffled voices of other students drifting from behind closed doors. Most students were either sleeping in, enjoying the relative quiet of a Saturday morning, or had already left for the weekend, seeking respite from the confines of campus life.

Well, it is not only them that share a room together. There are twenty rooms in total in each dormitory except for diamond dormitory because it was used by the past senior girls and senior boys but the school already exterminated that, so the J boys took it as opportunity, two for each room. ~ ~ As they unpacked their bags and placed everything properly in their rightful place. They sat down on the bed, looking so tired. "Hey, Elsa, I want to go for a stroll." Ellie said as she walked to the door and opened, she left.

Ward nine, section one aspirants. Running a hand through my white long hair that fell to my lower back, I pushed my bed towards the window. My arms strained from its weight. I exhaled once it was in place, my heart warming from the astonishing view I now had. Trees stretched endlessly across the land outside the dorm gates, their dense canopies weaving into a deep green that rippled with the wind. While the main school was built like a castle, the dormitory was worse. It had a whole bell house, roofs that had spikes, and gargoyles that stood like sentinels at the entrance.