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All my life i dream of becoming a chef so after college i started working in hotels as a cook . Hi i’m Abby and let me tell you some experience while working in a resort hotel. It was a regular day , guest checks in and out at around 4pm our kitchen phone rang , room address was of family room “Kitchen good afternoon may i take your order ” silence was the only answer i got “Hello sir/ma’am?” I put down the phone thinking maybe it was just phone error. 30 minutes past going through some paper works when the phone rang , room address was of family room again , i didn’t hesitate to answer thinking this time the guest would answer “kitchen good afternoon my i take your order” yet again silence was all i heard , baffled about the phone calls i called our front office to report the calls happening. “Shey can you please call the family room , they have called the kitchen 2 times already but no one was on the other line” Shey paused for a a while “family room ?” she asked “Yes the family room” i answered ” We have no guest in the family room” Shey said . We were horrified that we sent one of maintenance crew bobby to check the room out , “Nobody is in there , check every corner of the room found no one , i unplugged the phone just to be sure maybe it was a phone error ” Maybe it was a phone error so we all went back to work , but even before we all left the kitchen the phone rang again , family room is calling . We were spook as we all know the phone was unplugged , it rang for a minute stopped and then rang again , Ronald my fellow cook got the courage to answer the phone , same silence is all he heard . “Maybe its the little boy playing pranks on us” words blurred out by the head of the hotel security Johnny “little boy?” I asked “Rumor has it that before this hotel was built this land used to be a playground , a little boy playing prank on us could be little Jose 7 year old boy murdered in the playground one afternoon” he tells , “Murdered ? who would murder a 7 year old boy? ” Shey asked as tears began to fill her eyes . “Culprit was his own mother , she lost her mind after her husband Jose ‘s father left them , she blames jose for everything that had happened , she drag Jose to the park for everybody to see , she slit his throat before also taking her own life” Every hair on my body stood up as chill ran down my spine. “I guess Jose loved the park so much that he stayed ” Shey started to tear up , as well as others feel sick to their stomach. After that day the family room would still call , sometimes we answer sometimes we don’t , not gonna lie we still feel a bit of chill when we answer the phone but knowing that this little boy died in a way that he shouldn’t have is sad. Jose just needs a playmate just like other kids do.

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