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I have a story, I don't remember it. I was around 8/9ish when I went my mom grandmother and sib to San Antonio, we stayed at the hotel across from the Alamo. I had wandered off and my mom was freaking out since when I get lost, I really do get lost. She was getting ready to call the police when she heard me by the elevator. When she asked where I was, I told her I had gotten lost but the nice lady in blue said shed help me find my mom. So I followed her and apparently held a conversation w her. I described the lady so well it freaked out the hotel manager who informed my mom, I had been helped by a ghost.
Needless to say my mom was kinda freaked, but my grandma said it was just a ghost helping another mother find her lost girl. Weird huh.
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