Impatiently tapping her foot on the hard wood floor, Angela Smithson called up to her fifteen year old daughter, Nadia. "Honey, we are going to miss our flight!" The two ladies and Nadia's sister Chelsea were planning to head to New York City for spring break. Angela and her ex-husband Curt had just gotten through a messy divorce a couple months ago, and it had really affected the two teen girls. Angela was hoping this would bring the girls closer to her.
"Nadi hurry up!" Chelsea, the thirteen year old, smacked her gum in frustration as her older sister hobbled down the stairs with her two massive suitcases.
"I'm coming, I'm coming." Nadia thought how annoying the two were being. Her mother always favored Chelsea and never tried to understand how Nadia felt. Chelsea spent all of her time texting and nagging their parents to let her hang out with friends or get more minutes for her phone. Sure Nadia wasn't that much of a saint herself, but her parents didn't give her a chance to explain how she was feeling with her little sister begging for every little thing. That's what angered her most.
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Nadia propped up her feet as she lounged back in the front seat of her mother's SUV. She blasted her favorite tunes on her music player and started texting her boyfriend, Sam. The city would be fun, but the trip from Northern Indiana to the middle of New York would be very boring.
"Turn that stupid music down, it's so annoying!" Chelsea kicked the passenger's seat.
"Shut up"
"Make me!"
"Girls, that's enough. Turn the music down Nadia." Of course, Angela took Chelsea's side. Frustrated, Nadia turned it up and rolled the window down all the way so it would blow on her sister.
The whole trip was a constant argument between the sisters. Angela sighed and thought back when the girls would play dolls together, have tea parties, and acted politely to one another. She hoped the trip would help her girls bond and go back to loving each other.
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At about two in the morning, Angela groggily drove into the parking lot of their hotel. It was about half an hour out of New York City, but had a nice pool and supposedly great service. "Here we are girls!" Both teens groaned as they opened their sleepy eyes. The hotel didn't look that bad from the outside. Maybe this trip would be better than they expected.
As they entered the hotel, something didn't feel right to Nadia. The few people around her looked strangely at everything as if it was alien to them. Their bug-eyed expressions bothered Nadia. She didn't know what was happening, but she tried not to let it phase her.
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"Hey Chels, is it just me or does something seem weird about this place?" Nadia was getting ready to crash on the scratchy, hotel bed.
"No, maybe you are just tired."
Nadia frowned. She continued brushing her long light brown hair and thought maybe she was just tired. Who knows, the people from the lobby were probably sleep deprived too.
Later that night, Nadia awoke to a startling noise in the bathroom. It sounded ask if something crashed onto the floor. As she flipped off the covers, Nadia tip-toed into the bathroom and turned on the light. She didn't see anything out of place.
"What's wrong with me?" The girl thought as she started turning around. All the sudden, the water in the bathtub turned on.
"Who's there?" Nadia's heart started beating out of her chest. Hesitantly, she opened the show curtain. What she saw however, wasn't something she was ready for. Laying in a crumpled ball in the corner of the tub was shocking. It was her.
