Novel & Cerita Horror Roommate Stories

When I started college, I wanted a normal college experience, so I refused to use the black card my parents gave me. My roommate, Peggy Slade, was on need-based financial aid. Every day, she did two things. First, she'd sweet-talk her rich, hot online boyfriend and brag about him. Second, she'd make fun of me, the small-town nobody who couldn't even recognize designer brands. All my clothes back home were custom-made, so I honestly didn't know a single logo. I never bothered explaining. Her online romance was more entertaining than reality TV. Then one day, a screenshot of a money transfer popped up on her phone, and I caught a glimpse. 'Wait. She's using my photos for online dating?'

Roommates 3 She was two hour into reading the art of story telling when the scraping of chair from close by gained her attention. It was annoying that anyone would do something this aggravating in the library. She tried to ignore it and focused on the writing on the book but then something else got her attention. From her peripheral vision, she could see someone seating opposite her clumsily putting out text book in front of them making a clattering noise. She choose to ignore this also trying to believe that this was the persons first time in a public space and that the person was just nervous.

And every secret was on the verge of exploding. Lola’s chest tightened as her roommate’s eyes bored into hers. That single question is there something you’re not telling me? hung in the air like smoke, suffocating. She forced a shaky laugh. “No. Why would you think that?” Her roommate frowned. “Because you look like you’re about to pass out. And this room feels… weird.” Her gaze swept across the dorm, landing on the messy bed, the tangled sheets, the faint scent of sweat and something richer clinging to the air. “What happened in here?”

"You've had other roommates?" "Three." "Three?" She nodded. "One snored like a dying wolf. One talked in her sleep and kept apologizing to furniture. The last one transferred after two weeks because she couldn't survive the cafeteria's mashed potatoes." "...Mashed potatoes?" with my eyes talking. "They tasted like betrayal." Despite everything that had just happened, I laughed. "You are unbelievable." "I've been told." The room finally felt warm again, as though the strange wind had never existed. If not for the pounding in my chest, I would have convinced myself I'd imagined the feather.

Just dust and cobwebs and a single rocking chair. The police said I must have imagined it. Stress. Exhaustion. Too many horror movies. But I know what I saw. And sometimes, late at night, when I'm alone in my apartment, I hear a soft scuffling in the hallway. I feel eyes on me, watching from the shadows. And I wonder if she's still hungry. I wonder if she's already found another girl to take my place.

001 ROOMIE AURORA Her side of the room is a hot mess. My roommate I mean.. Clothes are hanging halfway out of drawers and the bed looks like somebody wrestled a bear on it and lost. I stand frozen in the doorway of Dorm C, Room 214, one hand gripping the handle of my suitcase while the other clutches the crumpled housing paper that definitely says female roommate requested. Requested being the important word, apparently. A sigh leaves my lips. “Okay,” I mutter to myself. “Not judging. Maybe she’s going through something.”

" In an instant, her face went bright red as though she was being strangled. There was a series of mocking chuckles coming from the other end of the call. Theo was not the only person who heard her emotional speech. "I know that girl. She's always trying to seduce guys left and right. She's positively starving for a man's affection." "She's so manipulative and ugly. I knew she was rather sick in the head, but I didn't think she'd be like this while acting all meek and fragile in public." "What rotten luck to have such a roommate."

The vampire sneered menacing. Amara nodded her head vulnerable looking in fright around her room which was now no better than a trash bin. "Your room is beautiful. Isn't it?" There was a sarcasm in his tone followed by a teasing titter. "You take two more minutes to walk down to the hall, each and everyone of your relatives will be kissing the floor dead like the articles in this room. "I understand....I understand..." Amara nodded hysterically. Please do not do anything to my family." She pleaded and hastily reached the exit almost slipping on her legs when the vampire stopped her.

she asked. I sighed. “Because he’s an idiot who doesn’t want to admit he likes her, too, and he thinks she’ll just always be there. She gets sick of being a doormat, and begins to move on from him onto his roommate.” “Does the roommate like her?” Heather stole some of my Skittles while watching. “Shit!” she giggled when the main girl poked fun at the roommate. “That was hilarious!” “Oh, yeah. This series is Chinese, but I’ve seen some Korean shows that put this one to shame,”

"That little spoiled spawn of Satan! I swear we are all going to school tomorrow and her parents better be there! My niece is the prettiest girl on this planet!" You see? This is why I loved all my girls so much. We were always there for each other and when one of us had a problem it was like we all had a problem. And when someone insulated one of our kids, you got 4 pissed mothers on your back, not just one. So it was best for you not to mess with any of us or our kids. You see, once upon a time I was just a roomie, but I had no idea that the roommate agreement would lead to the best version of my life possible.