Haunted by a Roommate Named Rohit

So I moved into this super cheap apartment. Like, “this place is definitely

haunted” cheap. The landlord said the previous tenant “left suddenly.” Red flag?

Yes. But rent was low and I’m brave when I’m broke. First night: 3:07

AM. I hear footsteps. Not creepy footsteps. More like… someone pacing while thinking

really hard about life. Then I hear a whisper: “Bro… where did I keep my keys?”

I freeze. Because ghosts aren’t supposed to lose keys. I grab my phone

and whisper, “Hello?” The whisper replies, “Oh thank God. You can hear me.”

Turns out, the apartment is haunted—but by a ghost named Rohit who died in 2019