the Hotel

Date: 11/2/2016

My family was in a hotel, only with extra rooms attached. I kept bursting into tears because Dad and another man kept making fun of me (my father is normally very kind). Mom was too sick to do anything. All I wanted was a bed. I ran into the children's room, which was empty of humans but filled with toys, then asked the couple for it. They said it was occupied. I checked the room again, and sure enough, it was. Then I was with someone else, and a girl who looked just like me sneered at me, then shot a pencil into my throat. However, it broke after she dropped another pencil into her own throat and choked to death on it.