It was my 11th Birthday party. I had it at this really old hotel. I had invited only my closest friends: Melissa,Jackie,Thereasa,and Ashlee. We were staying on the top floor. Level 21. By midnight, we were all bored of watching the movie Signs, so we decided to explore all 21 levels of the old hotel. As we were walking to the elevator, I decided to bring up the true story about the young couple who were staying at the hotel for there honeymoon in 1942. "You know, it's said that the couple who died here stayed on level 13. The most unlucky numder of them all" I said. "Ya, you know how they died?" said Thereasa "Didn't it go like the father of the bride hated her husband and slit the husbands neck while there were sleeping, and the bride saw her husband in the morning and she was so sad she hung herself in the closet?" said Melissa."Exactly." said Ashlee. " Lets go to level 13." I said. "Ok" everyone else agreed. We got to level 13. It was pitch black, but, luckily Jackie always carries a mini flashlight on her key ring. As we walked down the hallway I noticed a deep red stain in the carpet. "Ohhhh! Y-you guys, look a-at t-this!!!!" I practicly screamed. "Oh my god! What do you think it is?" said Melissa. "It's, it's.....BLOOD!?!?" We all srceamed and ran down the hallway towards the elevator, but there was a bloody figure of a dead man blocking our way! We were so scared we were speechless! Thereasa and Ashlee fainted almost istantly. As the figure slowly faded away, my 2 friends slowly came back into consciosness. We got up without a word. Got into the elevator, and screamed all the way up to our level, got out calmly, and stuck to T.V. for the rest of the night. We later found out, all 5 of our watches stopped, and the strange happenings all begun at exactly 3:00 am. The exact time in the morning the husband was murderd, and they exact time the bride commited suicide the next day.