The Playful Ghost of The Hotel Monteleone
Last week, some friends of ours traveled to New Orleans. They love this beautiful, historic city and they enjoyed their trip. They also had an encounter with one of New Orleans most famous haunted locations. They stayed at The Monteleone, one of New Orleans most haunted hotels. They didn't book the hotel for this reason. They booked the hotel because they had a Groupon. Discounts may have brought them to the hotel, but the Groupon didn't protect them from the ghosts of this historic haunt.
Our friends visited the hotel on a family vacation. They are the typical family. There was a mother, father, and two daughters. They have no particular interest in ghosts or hauntings. They just enjoy traveling. When they traveled on the elevator together, they immediately noticed that the elevator always stopped on the 14th floor. Being reasonable people, they assumed this was a technical difficulty. The door would open on 14 and they would push the button and continue their journey. The problem continued, but they didn't let it hamper their enjoyment. On the second day, they heard one of many ghost stories that floats about the historic hotel like dust. They heard the story of a little boy who once visited The Monteleone with his family. During their stay, the parents caught yellow fever. They passed away and the boy was left orphaned. They boys life went on. He went to live with family and time passed. Sadly, the boy died a few years later. According to legend, the boy's ghost keeps returning to the Monteleone, however. It is forever searching for his parents. Apparently, the ghost believes that he can find his parent's spirtit where they died, on the 14th floor of the hotel.
When my friend's discovered this story, the cute technical difficulty suddenly became terrifying to their two daughters. They were afraid of the 14th floor and wanted nothing to do with it. So my friend decided she would investigate on her own. She went up and down the elevator several times and without her daughters and the elevator never stopped. She got out and wandered the halls and found nothing strange. She felt safe taking her daughter's on the elevator again. As soon as they got on, the elevator stopped on 14 again. It waited there, as if calling to them. The girls were mortified. It seemed the ghost wanted them and was waiting for them. The ghost wanted a friend.
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