When I was a kid I lived in a motel where my father worked. I remembered that this motel looked kind of creepy. It had three floors but only in two actually lived people, now that the top floor wasn't finished, even though there were rooms and a really enormous space in which the people of the motel could hang their clothes.

I lived in the second one, the room was really small and my family too big. I have two little sister, but before my other little sister was born we were four in that room. The room had a cemented bed and a bathroom, that's all.

Now that I give you some context I'm going to start with my first story, but beforehand let me tell you that the most scary stories of that motel weren't about ghost.

One day my great grandmother's sister came to visit her. My great grandma lived on the first floor, the one that wasn't finished, in one of the four rooms, none of them had a toilet or even water, but my grandma lived there without any problem.

This sister of hers went to see my great grandma's room, they stayed there for not so long, by that time I was alone in my room. She looked very pale when she came back to my room. She started to ask me if other people besides my great grandma lived in there, I answered no, so she told me she saw a woman near her when she was outside my great grandma's room but she didn't know no one but my great grandma lived there. After that she mentioned this to her sister and obviously my great grandma was confused and explained her that she lived there alone.



This story always makes me think about how soft the ghosts are sometimes and how much creepier and scarier the stories behind it are. I don't know that much about that woman's ghost but I heard from my mother that woman was murdered in the motel. Who'd said that a few years later we were going to witness a murdered in that motel, but that story is for later.

So tell me, have you seen a ghost or you don't believe in them?