Room 600, submitted by Duckie.

Hi, Nick and Edie and all you beautiful uglies, it's Duckie again with another spooky story.

I traveled to my family to New York for two weeks.

My parents returned earlier, and since college was done for the summer semester and I took off for work, I was able to stay.

My aunt offered for me to travel back with her and my cousins since I didn't take my own car.

I love my cousins.

I don't get to spend too much time with them so I took her up on the offer.

Nothing better than a 14 hour car ride to get family quality time.

On our way home at around one in the morning, we had to stop in a hotel just outside of D.C.

We got in, paid for two rooms, unloaded, and set up shop in our rooms.

I shared a room with my aunt and two cousins. My uncle and my other cousin took the other

room. I was sharing a bed with my aunt. Feeling disgusting from the long day of travel, I opted to take

a shower. I made up my side of the bed, pulled out my necessities out of my bag,

went into the bathroom, locked the door, started the warm water. Inside the shower, I relished the alone time.

I spent some time unnotting my shoulders and neck from the stress of

being around six little kids for two weeks non-stop. I soaked up my hair, grabbed a

handcloth, intending to scrub off the million fake tattoos that littered my arm after I couldn't say no to my younger cousins.

As I scrub my arm raw, humming a tune to myself, my shower curtain rustled and started to pull along the rod.

I glanced over ready to yell at my cousin to go away, but a little girl greeted my gaze.

She was small with dark straight hair, her face was pale, almost white, with dark almond eyes and rosy cheeks.

Nothing like my redhead green-eyed family.

I faltered, turning to get a better look, but she was gone.

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