Canada Winter Nights

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March 15, 1895, I finished high school and went on a vacation to Canada, I packed my bags and went to ride a taxi, then an airplane, and it was winter and there was snow on the road and it felt like it was 56 degrees outside so everyone was wearing  jackets and gloves, I was walking outside looking for a hotel to stay in for a couple of weeks, then I finally found one, it was called Ayala's Hotel, I tried to look through the window, there was some waiters serving steak and wine, "Luxurious!" I thought to myself, So I went inside and checked in for a room, one of porters upstairs helped me carry my heavy bags that contains my clothes and valuables for the weeks, I stayed on the 12th room, and I checked his name tag, because I get curious with new people I meet, it says that he's  name is Mark Alstonne, and he was born on March 15, 1582, I just ignored it, he opened the door with the card and placed the bags on the floor, then he passed me the card, I said thanks, just as he was about to leave, he told me something that made me wonder...he said "Make yourself at home, but never look through the room 13,  I warned you."  So I just replied "ok" then put my stuff out of the bags and put them in the cabinets and changed to my pajamas, it was 7:45PM, I like to play video games by the way, so I played Minecraft a little and went to bed, I didn't mind using the fan, it was winter so I kept my window open for some cool air. After a few hours, I woke up from my dream, I checked the clock, it was 4:36AM, I had the worst nightmare ever. I had a dream I was being chased by a ghost and I had nowhere to run so I got caught and that's where it stopped, the weird thing is that, where I was being chased was inside the hotel I am in right now...I was creeped out!, I didn't know if it was a coincidence or a supernatural horror dream,  I had stuff to do today, so I didn't really mind getting up so early, I went to the washroom and washed up. I changed to my winter clothes and went out of the room, and locked the door, when I walked pass room 13, I felt a slight coldness go through me, I was creeped out a bit, so I went back to the room and peeked through, all I could see was darkness and an outline of someone sitting down on the rocking chair, I ignored it and left it be, the sky was gloomy but it was still snowing, so I went to their kitchen and made coffee, I went out of the hotel and took a walk, there were people outside already, and the sky brightened up a bit, I went back in the hotel and spent the day watching Netflix, I sat down on the carpet and darkened my room so I could see the screen better, just as I was about to turn on the television, I noticed a outline of a person sitting beside me, when I stared at the outline of the face, there I noticed it, it was staring back at me in the television, I could barely let a voice out, so I tried to pretend nothing happened and went out of my room without looking behind me, I could hear heavy breathing behind me, and some words being whispered, "I know you can see me, I know you can see me", so I tried to speed up walking without trying to make the thing behind me notice it, I went directly to the manager, I tried to make a random conversation with him, just to not give suspiciousness to the thing behind me, but then, it was gone, it was finally gone, I was relieved, so I rushed-panic talked the manager and told him about what happened to me while I was watching on my television, he replied, "That's strange", I replied, "And scary", then he asked me, "well, did you look through room 13?", that was what made my heart drop, I couldn't answer him, all I could do there was stare at him and remember what I did earlier, but words came out of my mouth, I said, "W-well y-yes, uh I uh did, w-what's wrong w-with the r-room?", the manager sighed and shook his head, I was confused, and scared at the same time, then he replied, "Well, it looks like I gotta tell you kid, I asked, "tell me what", he creeped smiled me back and started to explain, "You see, this hotel was built on March 1877, and that month and year is actually a ghosts birthday, they celebrate it by creeping out the guests of our hotel, the ghost you have seen used to stay in room 13, and that's where the guest disappeared, the name of the guest was Ayala Shillevet, which is why we named out hotel Ayala's Hotel, because she owns this, NOW, I'm pretty sure the porter who helped you carry your stuff warned you right? I replied, "Yes, I agreed to him, but I didn't listen, I apologize", He replied, "no problem, just follow and listen next time." The End. What's strange about this story? Comment down below if you find it, also like this story...

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