My 3AM Encounter with a Floating Man in White
I was in 200 level in 2010 and decided to attend night class alone. I finished studying around 3 am and walked back to my hostel with my earpiece blasting music. As I approached the gate, I saw a man in a white jalamia pacing and murmuring. At first I thought he was calling someone to open the gate. But when I got closer, I realised his legs weren’t touching the ground. He was floating. I ripped off my earpiece and fled. In the rush, my trousers tore and I dropped my phone, bag, earpiece, and slippers. I only stopped after climbing the fence into my roommate’s room. I told him I’d been robbed, since neither of us would believe a floating man story. The next morning I retrieved what I could. Since then, I never argue about ghosts or spirits. If you haven’t experienced it, you won’t believe it.
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