I was 11 and my school had just finished their yr 6 SATs week so we got a trip to weymouth for 3 days.The first night me and 3 freinds all woke to the sound of murdering chops. Then 3 deep slits engraved themselves into the wall of the hostel. we thought we had better leave the room so we stayed with another group of friends next door to our room. We woke in the morning and found the slits along with a blooded dagger on the floor. The slits spelt just 6 letters: GET OUT. we left and stayed in the girls hostel. that was freaky explained my friend. When we got home we went back to school. and we all had dark purple bruising up our arms. that was the last time i will ever step foot near a youth hostel again.............