Guess what, a name that I know in real life is in this story, guess which one. Also, I didn't make up these stories, I found them on the internet or I read them long ago. If I made them up, I'll tell you. I own none of the anime characters except for my OC's. Enjoy the story!

Suddenly, a huge thunder clap sounded off as the room was illuminated with the light from the lightning.

Everyone was so shocked that they either screamed in terror or just jumped in surprise.

Mika laughed at everyones reaction. "Ok, next is…" She looked around for a moment.

"Oh, I got a good one!" Iran said raising her hand.

"Ok, Iran's up next!" Mika said as she threw the flashlight at her.

Iran caught it and pointed the light at the two scared countries next to her and smirked. "Once you hear this story, you will never think the same about turning on the lights again." With that, she started:

"Sarah commandeered the room in the basement of her dorm as soon as she realized she would have to pull an all-nighter in order to prepare for tomorrow's final exam. Her roommate, Jenna, liked to get to bed early, so she packed up everything she thought she would need and went downstairs to study . . . and study . . . and study some more.

It was two o'clock, when Sarah realized that she'd left one of the textbooks upstairs on her bed. With a dramatic sigh, she rose, and climbed the stairs slowly to her third-floor dorm room.
The lights were dim in the long hallway, and the old boards creaked under her weary tread. She reached her room and turned the handle as softly as she could, pushing the door open just enough to slip inside, so that the hall lights wouldn't wake her roommate.

The room was filled with a strange, metallic smell. Sarah frowned a bit, her arms breaking out into chills. There was a strange feeling of spite in the room, as if a malicious gaze were fixed upon her. It was a mind trick; the all-nighter was catching up with her.

She could hear Jenna breathing on the far side of the room—a heavy sound, almost as if she had been running. Jenna must have picked up a cold during the last tense week before finals.

She crept along the wall until she reached her bed, groping among the covers for the stray history textbook. In the silence, she could hear a steady drip-drip-drip sound. She sighed silently. Facilities would have to come to fix the sink in the bathroom…again.

Her fingers closed on the textbook. She picked it up softly and withdrew from the room as silently as she could.

Relieved to be out of the room, Sarah hurried back downstairs, collapsed into an overstuffed chair and studied until six o'clock. She finally decided that enough was enough. If she slipped upstairs now, she could get a couple hours' sleep before her nine o'clock exam.

The first of the sun's rays were beaming through the windows as she slowly slid the door open, hoping not to awaken Jenna. Her nose was met by an earthy, metallic smell a second before her eyes registered the scene in her dorm room. Jenna was spread-eagled on top of her bed against the far wall, her throat cut from ear to ear and her nightdress stained with blood. Two drops of blood fell from the saturated blanket with a drip-drip noise that sounded like a leaky faucet.

Scream after scream poured from her mouth, but she couldn't stop herself any more than she could cease soaked her hands. All along the hallway, doors slammed and footsteps came running down the passage.

Within moments other students had gathered in her doorway, and one of her friends gripped her arm with a shaking hand and pointed a trembling finger toward the wall. Her eyes widened in shock at what she saw. Then Sarah fainted into her friend's arms." Iran paused for a moment and looked at Alfred of America and Chelsey of Argentina, who were clinging onto each other and shaking like leaves. She smirked and finished her story.

"On the wall above her bed, written in her roommate's blood, were the words: "Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light?"" And as if on cue, The thunder and lightning went off, causing all of the scared people to scream again.

"WOULD YOU BIG BABIES QUIT THE SCREAMING!" Kazakhstan yelled across the room.

"But its scary!" Italy screamed.

"Any way, whose next?" Iran said.

~~~~~~end~~~~~~

I will be up dating as much as I can. If you got any ideas for some ghost stories I could use, feel free to put that in the review.

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