This is such a silly story. I don’t know if I even want to tell it. It has to do with a haunting. And ghosts. In a hotel room... in Denver. And there’s a Goldilocks appearance in it as well. I played Goldilocks. This is so embarrassing.
Well she was just 17. And you know… she was a ghost. At least, that was the story. But it didn’t seem to matter that she was a ghost. Like all teens she loved cell phones. Except… she texted from another dimension.
