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Ok so today was the day I wrote this hell of a story, well that's what the others would call it and the police. This story has been told thousands of times so I'm technically a pro by now. It started off as me and my husband arriving to a old motel after our hike. We were so tired and we couldn't drive the 2 hour journey back home, so we decided to book into Joes Motel for the night. The place looked a tip with the sign missing 2 letters, and the shabby curtains in the windows with chipped paint, gave it an ere feeling. We arrived at 8pm and booked in straight away so we could get dinner sleep and get straight out of there. The check in room was very modern which didn't match the parking lot but I didn't really think about it. There was only a few people at the check in sitting and reading magazines and the odd few to collect ice from the ice machine which was nicely tucked into the coroner. but it was late at night so it crossed my mind. A kind women at the front desk named Jessie booked us in quick and gave us 20% off as it was her last night she said and that it was her last ticket for tonight. We were glad and we took a long calm walk to our room, the moon was glowing in the purple night sky with tall trees making patterns and sounds like wolves. We came to room 789 and opened the door to see a cosy looking room with a big double bed and a flat screen TV. Then there was the blue 90s looking bathroom it was odd a 21st century room but a 90s bathroom I was confused and weirded out. it made me feel uncomfortable so uncomfortable that we shut the door and I made my boyfriend lock it from the outside he begged to take a show but I said no arguing back telling him to take it when I fell a sleep. The only reason I wouldn't allow him to is because when he showers he leaves the door wide open as it gets really stuffy and makes the mirror compensated. Also it was suspicious the bath tube was so clean too clean if the bathroom is that old it cant be that clean and keep its pure colour that long can it? Any way we fell asleep to the sound of the rain hammering down on the window and pavement outside, it was calming and relaxing, I quite liked it as it got me in a clear head space. hours went by and I woke up to the sound of shuffling and the tap running. I though it was Thomas my husband in the bathroom so I just turned over until I felt him rap his arms around me with a mummer. I froze I couldn't open my eyes so may thoughts were going through my head. is there someone in our room? is this a ghost? is this even my husband? I sat up and then so did my husband he was still half asleep but he brushed back my hair as asked in a worried ton what's up. he could see the fear in my eyes I pointed to the locked door with the light glowing underneath it there's someone in there. He looked over and angrily got up he stood against the door with his ear against the handle he said he could hear material's being rubbed together. we walked back over to the bed and softly said to me go out and sit in the car now, he knew something was up and the angry look in his eyes scared me so I grabbed my purse and phone and snuck outside but I ignored his instructions while hinding underneath the window praying he wouldn't do anything stupid. I sat there to hear moving about then my huband screaming and what sounded like a gun shoot. My body began to freeze, now you can finidh my story.