Tila Tequila

Do you think she was a ghost?

Have fun reading this by the way…I might get a bit carried away writing it.

I have been staying in a hotel for the past week in Rome and It’s a beautiful piece of architecture but it is VERY old, it has been modernized and looks gorgeous, It is 5 star so It’s not like…a creepy basement looking place under a hairdressers or something run by a creepy guy who wears a vest and you can see his chest hair and he always wears a robe. No..

Anyway, I have been staying there with my boyfriend, brother and his wife and a couple nights ago, I slept alone because they all went down for drinks, I was laying in bed and then got up, looked outside at the city and decided to have a little walk around the hotel, It is a very friendly place with security so It’s not a scary dungeon, I walked into the hallway in a hoodie and sweatpants, and It was FREEZING, So I put more warm clothes on and this big gust of wind came into my room and was cold. I got scared because I was in the dark, so I turned the light on, I watched TV for a bit until I was brave enough to go back outside, I put some more suitable clothes on to walk round in so then, I walked around for a bit but It was pitch black so I had a torch shining, and there was this hallway with paintings all down it, and I was looking at them and I saw their eyes move but I know that is just a trick of the light, I continued walking but felt like someone was watching me…behind me, I didn’t want to look behind me so I continued walking, I was really dark, and all these paintings staring at me, I stopped and looked at this book shelf and sat and read a book for a bit, but then I heard crying, I looked up and followed the noise, I do not believe in ghosts normally btw, as i followed the noise, lights flickered a bit and I saw a little better, but then they came on, then went off again like a slow strobe light, I was walking down this dark hallway and as the lights came on and off, I saw a young girl crying in the corner, she was very white, and wore white old clothes and as she looked at me looking at her, she just…stared at me with no expression, I ran back and didn’t care about the paintings, I got into the room and by boyfriend opened the door and he was like ‘What?…What?’ and I tried telling him and he didn’t believe me….

Should I go back there tonight and see if she is there again?
Oops sorry I was in Venice, I was in Rome last week.