December 23, 2002

Happy early holidays! And speaking of holidays, something supernatural happened today…

For context, I don't really have any family other than my dad and I (my mom left when I was really young). So, for the holidays, my dad and I like to stay somewhere for the weekend before which is really nice. We stayed up north this time, and the hotel- while it was relatively new, it felt... very eerie.

On the first night we were there, I had a strange dream of a girl with flowers in her hand leading me throughout the hallways. She led me to a dead end, and I woke up in a cold sweat. Though I went back to bed shortly after, I had a similar dream, except she led me to a backdoor... and the dream ended there. This cycle continued, where I would dream of this girl leading me throughout the maze, only sometimes reaching a door... in the morning, I decided to follow the path I thought I took in the dream. I couldn't really remember it too well, so I went out the front entrance around the back... the hotel bordered the woods, and in it, was.... a cemetery! And one of the graves was marked "Cecelia Maryanne Thompson", who was born in 1925 and died when she was only ten. Very sad, honestly. I didn't get to explore the graveyard, and perhaps it was for the best- I don't really want to disturb them. However, before I left, I left some flowers on Cecelia's grave. Maybe someday I can visit her again..