Christina Hayden, June 5th, 2018
We have all loved everything about Bulembu since our first day here! It was great to hear about the enterprises they have and how they are trying to expand and change brands. We even got a tour of the baby house and where the older kids stay. We also love the houses here. It’s 10 people to a house so we all get to stay together. The only thing is that on one of our first nights we thought that our house (HP2) might’ve been a little haunted. Every time we would walk into a certain room my flashlight would turn off no matter who was holding it. We know it was probably just the batteries but it’s still scary when you’re in a big, old, and creaky house! Throughout our week at Bulembu little things here and there would be a little creepy but nothing was ever too bad. Everyone was mostly just afraid of walking in the dark from dinner to our houses. On our last night almost everyone went to HP4, which is the boys house, to play games. Once it hit 10:30 the boys said they were planning on going to bed so we all headed back to the girl houses. After an hour or so of talking and packing it was around 11:30-11:45 and we were all in bed either asleep or falling asleep when we heard a noise coming from down the hall in our house. I was half asleep so at first I didn’t really know what was going on. Then, it went off again and my roommate Kendall asked if I heard whatever that noise was. We originally thought it was just the girls in the room down the hall laughing but when we opened our door we saw those girls slowly coming out of their room with a confused look on their faces and the girls in the room across from us looking equally confused. About 30 seconds after we opened our doors we heard the sound go off again. This time it almost sounded like someone was throwing up but no one was in either of our bathrooms. We then realized the sound was a really loud baby cry coming from our very back room that we don’t ever go in. At this point I think we were all shocked and we were still trying to wake up and comprehend what was even going on, then it went off again once we started walking towards the area. We all screamed and sprinted into our back hallway which was the furthest area from where the noise was coming from. There were three girls who had managed to sleep up until this point who we promptly woke up with our screams. We opened up one of their room doors and told them what was going on. You could tell at first they thought we were crazy because they hadn’t heard the noise yet but I think the pure fear on all of our faces made them realize we weren’t kidding so they got up to go look. The bravest girls of the group went back to that room to see if they could figure out what was going on. At this point we still had no idea what could possibly be making that noise but we knew for sure that our house had to be haunted. When the girls went back there they didn’t find anything so then we all started walking closer thinking that maybe whatever it had been was done. Right when we all came out of the back hallway the noise went off again but in the beginning before you hear the baby crying noise we heard a creepy voice say “come out and play”. This might’ve been the most terrifying part of the entire night. All 10 girls in the house immediately took off running in all different directions but we all ended up in one bedroom with the door shut. At this point there were multiple people shaking and two crying we were so scared. Then we started to be a little more rational and all agreed (hoped) that it sounded like the noise was being played off of a speaker. The problem was we couldn’t find the speaker anywhere. At this point we did think that the boys probably had something to do with this because we started combining all of the things they had been telling us for the past couple of days and realized they were the ones trying to convince us that our house was haunted and telling us old stories of bulembu, one that actually involved a baby, and just being all around weird throughout that day. Now we weren’t as scared and went out to our common area yelling at them trying to get them to come out and admit that it was them so we would have some piece of mind. Unfortunately, they never came out of hiding so there was still a tiny bit of fear that maybe it actually wasn’t them. We then started talking about how we would get them back the next day and how we would think the prank was funny if it would’ve been on the other girls house instead of ours. About an hour and fifteen minutes had passed by from the initial noise that woke us up so we decided we should all just try to get some sleep even though we were all a little freaked out. Kendall and I went back to our room and actually had to play some music to fall back asleep. Right as we both started to fall asleep we heard another noise. This noise was different though, it wasn’t a baby crying. We actually couldn’t even figure out what it was, it just sounded like really loud rain. I didn’t say anything because I figured it was just in my head from me being so scared earlier, but then we heard a really loud BANG. It sounded like a huge pot had fallen right outside of our room. I thought to myself that there was no way this was happening again, but we opened our door slowly and saw that all of the other girls were doing the same thing and we all had the same confused and slightly terrified looks on our faces. We walked around our house trying to close windows thinking that was how the boys were able to do whatever they doing to scare us. Right as we were starting to let down our guard we heard extremely loud banging on all of our front windows that made us scream bloody murder. That’s when we all walked as a group outside to try to confront the boys but we couldn’t find any of them. We decided to finally go to bed, since it was around 1-1:30 and we had a long travel day the next day.
In the morning at breakfast we decided to not say anything about the prank because we didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of knowing they scared us, even though we’re pretty sure everyone in Swaziland could hear us screaming. The boys were acting a little suspicious though so we figured it was them. On our bus ride we couldn’t hold it in any longer so we tried to get them to admit to what they did. I was actually very surprised at how good most of them were at throwing us off their trail. I legitimately believed that most of them weren’t involved. About 32 hours later we reached the end of our trip and we were standing at the baggage claim carousel in Houston when Parker played the same baby noise on his speaker and finally admitted that it was them. He told us that every single guy on the trip was involved and they had actually been planning it for three days but wanted to wait until the last night so that we wouldn’t be able to get them back.
I’ve got to hand it to the boys, that was definitely one of the best pranks that I’ve ever seen. I can also say with confidence that I will always remember that night at “Boolembu”.
Categories: 2018 Trip