"A cold icy feeling shot up my spine and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the door to the Colorado Room swing open just a bit. I began to hear the unmistakable sound of rubber balls bouncing into the kitchen. I turned and saw a red rubber kickball, clear as day, bound into the galley with the far-off sound of a child's laughter floating through the Colorado Room. I just froze. I have never been that freaked out in my entire life. My breath came in ragged gasps, and I stood rooted to the spot. I must have stood stock still for a full minute.
"Then, the rear doors opened, and I heard the sound of familiar voices. My reinforcements were there. I'd never been more relieved to hear other people's voices than at that moment. One of the chefs helping me that morning made her way to the main line, and immediately stopped in her tracks when she saw me and said, 'You look like you just saw a ghost.'
"I quickly told her what happened. We searched the galley for the ball and turned on all the lights. But nothing. No ball and no children.
"I put my two weeks' notice in the following day. The manager of the hotel asked me to sit down with him a few days later. He had heard my tale and wanted to chat me up about it. I thought that I had heard all of the tales associated with the alleged haunting of the Hotel Colorado, but there was one I hadn't yet: Not long after the hotel opened, a little girl accidentally chased her red ball off a fifth-floor balcony and died. The manager said her ghost was seen frequently on the fifth floor in Victorian dress and has even reportedly played catch with some of the guest's children. Her red ball was famous among workers of the hotel in previous generations, and its ghostly appearance frequented the banquet rooms, and yes, the kitchens, too."
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