Confronting the White Lady

As the night fell, Tiffy and her nine roommates settled into their beds, following the strict protocol of the dormitory. It was 10 pm, the designated time for everyone to be asleep, as the legend of the White Lady loomed over them. Tiffy found herself in the middle of her bed, flanked by her two roommates.

As the room grew quiet, Tiffy's senses heightened, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The stories of the White Lady, a ghostly presence said to roam the dormitory at night, filled her mind. She listened intently, her heart pounding, as she heard faint whispers and the rustling of curtains.

Tiffy exchanged nervous glances with her roommates, their eyes reflecting a mix of fear and curiosity. They knew that the mayordoma, the strict dormitory supervisor, would soon come to check if they were all asleep. They had to remain still and quiet, even as the creepy sounds continued.

Suddenly, a chill swept through the room, causing Tiffy's skin to prickle. She felt a presence, a cold breath against her neck. She mustered her courage and whispered to her roommates, "Do you feel that? Something's not right."

Her roommates nodded, their voices barely above a whisper. "Yes, we feel it too. It's like someone or something is watching us."

Just as they were about to succumb to fear, the door creaked open, and the mayordoma entered the room, her stern gaze scanning the beds. Tiffy and her roommates held their breath, hoping to remain undetected.

The mayordoma's footsteps echoed through the room as she walked past each bed, her presence commanding respect. As she approached Tiffy's bed, the room grew eerily silent. Tiffy closed her eyes, trying to steady her racing heart.

To their surprise, the mayordoma paused by Tiffy's bed, her voice filled with authority. "Girls, it's time to sleep. Remember the rules and respect the curfew."

Tiffy and her roommates nodded, their voices barely audible. "Yes, mayordoma. We'll comply."

With a final stern look, the mayordoma continued her rounds, leaving Tiffy and her roommates in a state of relief mixed with lingering unease. They knew they had narrowly escaped detection, but the presence of the White Lady still lingered in their minds.

As the night wore on, Tiffy and her roommates huddled together, finding solace in each other's presence. They shared stories, whispered words of encouragement, and found strength in their unity.

In the face of the White Lady's haunting presence, Tiffy and her roommates discovered the power of friendship and support. Together, they faced their fears, determined to uncover the truth behind the legend and find peace within the dormitory walls.