“Last semester there was this guy that lived on our floor and he left his widow open when he went to go for a smoke. While he was gone a falcon flew into his room, I kid you not, a Peregrin Falcon. So he comes back and he sits down on his bed and he hears the bird screech at him. So he starts screaming and yelling and I get really nervous like, “what’s going on, do I need to go help them?” So I open up my door and he and his friends, they run into my room as fast as they can and as they do that the falcon flies right over our heads. It was just loose on our floor and they had to trap it in a closet and call animal control…Apparently we also had a monkey on our floor, at one point a couple of cats. I don’t understand how this happens, our floor is so weird.” – Bethany Trantham

Mariah Murray