1) Went for a night-walk during a camp, got scared along the pre-planned route, went full pussy mode and rolled down the stairs in attempt to run away. Was limping back to the "safe room" on a route with no scarers when I noticed someone who appeared to be reading the un-updated NE board in the dark on level two. I tried starting a conversation with said person but left after my partner told me to shut up and get my leg looked at (minor sprain). Learnt afterwards from the teacher in charge and camp facils that not a single person was stationed on level 2. What struck me as weird in retrospect was how the person was reading the NE board in the dark. Who the fuck even reads NE stuff in the day anyway?

2) The storage room inside the music room had many stories of bells ringing, drums sounding by themselves from time to time. Didn't believe in any of that shit. Year or so after hearing the tales, we had "soundproofing" curtains installed, room was literally pitch black with them drawn. Pitch black was good, however, for us to hide away and sleep in that room since we had the keys and access almost all the time. Was in there one day with two friends, and we were all falling asleep when we heard some tinkling. I get up and into the room, shut the windows, and went back to nap. Tinkling again, but this time the door opens a little. It was an old door that creaked when it moved, so all 3 of us were like "wtf?". Friend tells me I'm a failure in life for not being able to properly close a door. He closes it and jams some cardboard under the door to ensure it wouldnt move. Satisfied he did well enough, he walks back to us. Just as he sits down, that door is flung wide open and we fucking book it. Loved the music room, but fuck you storage room.