You’re Supposed to Be Alone
“One time, between deciding if I wanted to go back to college or not (didn’t feel like my major was what I really wanted — didn’t go back), I stayed at the Hampton Inn that was here in town (didn’t live in the city and didn’t register for another semester just yet).
The room felt off the moment I walked into it. I thought it was just me since I’ve always had roommates (boarding school) and family around. So first time with some true privacy oughta feel weird right? Well, I started Facetiming with some friends from high school and all was well and fun like old times when suddenly someone walked across the screen behind me.
It didn’t really register that I was supposed to be alone in the room until I saw the look on my friend’s face. I searched all around the room, underneath the bed, in the closet, the bathroom and everywhere someone could’ve disappeared to in two or three seconds. I was alone.
I went to bed later on that night with the bathroom lights and desk lamp on. I woke up a few hours later with everything totally dark and the sensation of someone in bed with me. Freaked the heck out, turned on the bedside lamp and the figure of someone else’s body disappeared on the bed. Noped the heck out of there and took a midnight flight out of town.”
Story credit: Reddit / EddyTeddyIsReady