34. Stopped for the night at a motel in the middle of Pennsylvania but was too tired initially to care about how shady the place feels. It was still a chain hotel but you had to drive through a long, unlit road to get to the entrance. I’m in the bathroom hand washing a shirt and felt a coldness up my back. I ignored it at first but then felt weird and was creeped out by then. I bounced out of the bathroom to calm down. I finally see it. Blood on the wall. Wasn’t much but it was there, dried. My bf had the idea to push a chair up against the doorknob so we’d sleep knowing we’d be a bit safer. It mustve been 3 or 4am when we woke to someone trying to open our door. It wasn’t even like a drunk person stumbling around looking for his room. It was a quieter, stealthy, attempted break in. Whoever it was tried and couldn’t get in and left us alone. There wasn’t much sleeping the rest of the night. Fuck that motel.
35. I went to my backyard to take my dog out to the bathroom one night over the summer and I also had to pee so I went over by a tree to relieve myself. While I was peeing, I heard someone whistle. I thought it was just my imagination or the neighbors, but they whistled AGAIN and I realized they were standing behind my pig pen (which is about three feet tall) in some bushes. I froze in fear for about ten seconds until I yelled for my dog and ran inside. I told my Dad, the only other person home, so he went outside with a gun and a flashlight, but they were gone. The next day I went out there, I noticed the bushes limbs were pushed back and like broken off in some places right where they were standing. I still have no idea who it was. Scared the shit out of me.