Super 8

For my sisters wedding, we had to stay in a hotel because we had the practice the night before the wedding, so we werent gonna drive hours there and back between a day. Rebekah and I both got creepy hotels, they seemed more like a motel, for murderous hotel or vacancy. They were creepy, they looked like hotels you would see in murder shows. With the small bathroom, sink on the outside, 2 beds, and creepy sounds at night. It was scary, I would never want to be alone in a hotel like this, disturbing moans, and banging coming from the other bedrooms. It had the terrorist look to it, steep stairs, doors close together, 2nd floor high up. Thankfully I only slept there, though I hated it, my dad and brother stayed there most of the time. My dad tried to encourage us to swim. How can we swim in a pool full of ticks and terrorists?