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Room 204: June 16, 2015

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1. Room 204: May 17, 2015
2. Room 204: October 17-19, 2014
3. Room 204: September 14-16, 2014
4. Room 204: September 22, 2016
5. Room 204: September 17, 2014
6. Room 204: September 27, 2014
7. Room 204: October 3-6, 2014
8. Room 204: August 5, 2015
9. Room 204: June 10, 2015
10. Room 204: June 14, 2015
11. Room 204: June 16, 2015
12. Room 204: July 12, 2015
13. Room 204: July 26, 2015
14. Room 204: July 28-30, 2015
15. Room 204: August 3-4, 2015
16. Room 204: October 16, 2014
17. Room 204: October 10-12, 2014
18. Room 204: January 13, 2015
19. Room 204: December 8, 2014
20. Room 204: December 5, 2014
21. Room 204: December 4, 2014
22. Room 204: November 28, 2014
23. Room 204: November 27, 2014
24. Room 204: November 11, 2014
25. Room 204: November 3-6, 2014
26. Room 204: October 31, 2014
27. Room 204: October 23-31, 2014
28. Room 204: May 25, 2015
29. Room 204: May 23, 2015
30. Room 204: May 22, 2015
31. Room 204: May 6, 2015
32. Room 204: May 5, 2015
33. Room 204: April 23-26, 2015
34. Room 204: April 14-16, 2015
35. Room 204: March 9-11, 2015
36. Room 204: January 16, 2015

My husband and I stayed at the 17Hundred90 Inn in room 204. We read through the other journal entries when we arrived, and were unsure of what to expect. Anna left us alone, for the most part. It wasn’t until a little after midnight when something strange happened. My husband was just about to turn off the TV when all of a sudden we heard a loud noise near the fireplace. We both had a very restless night, waking up every few hours. At one point, it felt like someone scratched me with their fingernail. The next morning, my husband told me that he had felt something pushing on the bottom of his feet while he slept. We are unsure if this is Anna visiting us, or our sleep-deprived minds playing tricks on us – but either way it was an unforgettable experience!

Crisitine and Rick

Valdosta, GA

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