I was a camp counselor for eighth grade girls. One night, in our cabin after the lights were turned off, the door to the bathroom started moving back and forth. Then one of the latrine doors squeaked open and slammed shut. No one was in the bathroom and after I got up and checked I found no strings or any other way this could have happened. Creeeepy. Needless to say, we were all too frightened to remain in that cabin. We all moved in with the ninth graders and slept on their cabin floor that night.