Hello everyone, tis the season for true crime and scary stories. As I am writing this, today marks three years since I finally moved out of my first freshman year dorm room (I only had two so no need to worry). I need everyone to strap in because this is quite the story.
Let’s start from the beginning, back in January of 2022 I get a DM on Instagram from this girl, let’s call her Lucy. Lucy and I start texting each other on Instagram and end up hitting it off. We decide to be roommates and become inseparable by the time move-in comes around. We facetime almost every day and text constantly throughout the spring and summer. Mind you, we had only met in person once at some event that BGSU was hosting in March.
Move-in day was August 18, 2022. I was freshly 19 and so excited to start a new chapter of my life. I finally get to live with my new best friend and experience all the college things with her and more new friends I was about to meet. The first week at college is normally all the freshman ice-breakers to get to know everyone and find your friends. I thought it was a little odd that Lucy would judge the different events happening in our hall and practically laugh at some of the things I wanted to do. Now, freshman me was very different from who I am today, I didn’t have the guts to tell her that I was interested in doing some of the events our hall was having after she had judged them. The way she was judging them should’ve been my first red flag, but I digress.
The next day after move-in we meet up with one of the girls I had met during orientation (we will call her Margret). Lucy and I go to dinner with Margret, on our way back to Margret’s room we pass a door that says “Free Cookies”. We stop outside the door and two girls from the door next to the free cookies (they will be called Josie and Faith) walk out and ask if we were going to knock for the cookies. We end up all knocking together and meet those girls too. Once we get the cookies and say thank you, all five of us go back to Margret’s room to hangout. That night we all collectively become best friends. Â
After that night, we all hang out pretty consistently and are constantly going from room to room to room. There’s some minor things that happen here or there, nothing too crazy, or so I thought. There were a few times Lucy would snap at me or talk about me to Josie and Faith (I didn’t know about this until later). Eventually small things would build up over time and one day they just got to be too much. The day everything started really going south and sparked a big conversation was when Josie had an open practice for a club team she was a part of. Faith, Josie, Margret, and I had already noticed some off things with Lucy, so we decided to not invite her. Lucy found out and was not happy, naturally. She tried to have a conversation with me about it, but was extremely rude about it and not nice.
The next day everything went south and I ended up voice recording the whole conversation, it ended up being almost two hours long. In the voice memo, or “the podcast”, you can hear each individual conversation between me and Lucy, Lucy, Josie, Faith, Margret and I, and back to just me and Lucy. I haven’t listened to the podcast in well over a year, possibly two, so I can’t remember exactly what was talked about (just know it didn’t need to escalate this far, aka a normal adult conversation could’ve happened). The conversation was supposed to end with all of us figuring it out and be friends again, that is clearly not how it went. Margret, Faith, and Josie all had class mid-way through the conversation which is why it ended with just me and Lucy. During the two of us just talking it got pretty heated and I ended up walking out. I walked from my dorm room to the middle of a field to clear my head. My friends were getting out of class soon so I met up with them after their classes and we all walked back together and made a game plan. We listened to the recording and picked out each of Lucy’s untruthful statements.
During all of this time I was also getting very mean and upsetting text messages from Lucy. I ended up “moving out” a few days later, really I had temporarily moved into Josie and Faith’s room. I ended up sleeping on their futon for about a month and a half before my mom had to intervene and help me find a new room. Luckily for me there was an open bed on the same floor I already lived on (we all lived on the same floor so it was SUPER convenient).
October 20, 2022 is the day I finally moved out. Before I continue on with this story I would like to say a couple thank-yous. Thank you to my friends for helping me throughout this entire journey, for letting me stay with you when my living conditions were not up to par. You guys have genuinely shown me so much love and support throughout all of our years together and I am so glad we all met. Thank you to the Resident Advisor who wasn’t even in charge of my room or hallway, for all your help during this process and keeping us all safe during this scary time. Finally, thank you to my mom who helped get the final push of this room switch and for all the support you have given and shown.
That Thursday is one I will not forget. Now, I know some people had it worse than me, however, this is one of the worst experiences with a “friendship” I have ever had. After Faith and I got back with hanging out and meeting my new roommate, we decided it was finally time to make the switch. Faith and I got Margret and Josie together and we all went over to Faith and Josie’s RA’s room. He was super nice and decided to help me and my friends while we moved me around (he wasn’t even my RA). We all walk over to my room together and plan to not say anything to Lucy, the only time it was acceptable was if she spoke first. We move everything out and when we finally left she said goodbye and some more. As Josie was the last one out and repeated exactly what she said back. The door latched and there she was, outside the door and squared up to Josie. MIND YOU there is a camera right above our door AND the RA we brought to help was also standing there.
Everything took a minute to cool down but once it did we walked over to my new room, that happened to be a few doors down. As Margret, Josie, Faith and I were walking we overheard Lucy talking to the RA and saying even more disrespectful things about us to him. We closed the door to my new room and it was finally over. The horrific roommate story was finally done and I never had to see her again.
Some of you may be confused to why I felt I had to leave that room. It was for my own mental health as it was constantly being questioned every day by this girl. When she went to physically hurt my friend, I knew that would be the end of it.
This just goes to show that it is important to have a good support system and group of friends around you. You may not find them right away, but your people are out there and once you find them, you know. I would like to give another big thank you to my friends and family for all the support they have given me over the past few years. You guys mean so much to me and have helped me become the person I am today.