Story - The Red Eye

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Title: The Red Eye

By: my friend told me.

Best to tell: at a hotel.

There once was a young boy who needed a place to stay. He found a small hotel that looked as if it had just gone through something horrid. But it was cheap, so he didn't really care.

He went to the front desk to get a room, and the manager gave him his keys and said only one thing, "don't go near room 113."

The boy nodded and went up to sleep.

That night he couldn't stop thinking about room 113. His curiosity just couldnt be held in. Later that night he went up to room 113.

He carefully crept past the other sleeping people and came to the door. It looked as if no one had used it for years. He silently peeked through the peephole to see a beautiful young girl dancing to music.

He shook his head, wondering why the manager wanted him not to go near her. He went back to his room and fell asleep.

The next morning he went back to the door of room 113, but when he looked through the peephole, all he could see was red.

Puzzled, he went down to the lobby to check out and finally asked the manager, "why can't I go near room 113?"

The manager looked at him with a solemn expression and said sadly, "because my daughter died in that room, and her ghost still haunts it." There was a long shocked silence.

"Well, how did you know the ghost was her?" He asked sceptically.

He paused for a second and said,

"Because she had one red eye."

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Apparently this is a creepypasta.

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