True Ghost Stories

Haunted Hotel Room 310

This is the true story of a haunted hotel room in Oregon. The hotel owners have tried to hush up the story for fear that noone will visit their establishment, but the name of it is The Oregon Caves Chateau.

A woman was driving back to her home in California from Washington to California. It was late evening and snowhad begun to fall before she finally reached the little Oregon town where she planed tospend the night. Tired and ready for a hot meal and a goodnight’s sleep, she stopped at the first place she came upon. It was an old hotel on the main street. The lobby had a musty odor. The seedy clerk behind the desk signed herin. Her room was on the third floor -Room 310.

An elderly bellhop helped herwith her luggage. As soon as the door was opened, a blast of hot air struck the woman full in the face. With the hot air came something else, something she could not define but that filled her with dread. It was heavy and depressing, she explained, “with the strong scent of theevil.“ She felt as if she was about to faint. All she said was, “It’s awfully hot.”

Haunted Hotel Room 310
This is a genuine photo of the haunted hotel room in question. Room 310.

The bellhop tinkered with the radiator knobs. Then he opened the window and left. The room began to cool off, but the feeling of despair and dread grew stronger. It centered on the open square of black window space. The terror seemed to speak in her mind. She thought she could sense a voice whispering to her. Compelling her to do something terrible. “Go to the window,” it said. “Throw yourself out!”

She couldn’t seem to resist the urge to jump out the window to what she knew would be certain death. She clawed at the bedsheets, trying to restrain herself from walking towards the open window. Terrified, the woman eventually summoned the strength and crawled out of the room. She rushed down to the lobby and shouted to the staff that she couldn’t stay another minute.

She explained, “I was sure that if I stayed the night, I’d be dead by morning.” She was prepared to sacrifice the money she’d already paid just to leave, but when she went, the clerk never asked what was wrong or if she wished to try another room. He returned the full cash amount to her.

She checked into another hotel and had planned to be on her way early the next morning. Instead she decided to stay over a day and look into the history of the old hotel to see if she could discover the reason for her terrifying experience there. She visited the local library to makea few inquiries. An elderly librarian satbehind the desk. “I’m just wondering,” the woman said tentatively. “Did anything shocking ever happen in the old hotel?” The librarian looked at her strangely. “How did you come upon that bit of history?”she asked. “It took the hotel a long time to squash the story.” The librarian went on to tell what had happened.

One evening back in 1948 a couple checked into the hotel as Mr. and Mrs. Oscar Smith. The next morning hotel employees found the youngwoman’s body lying on the sidewalk outside the hotel beneath Room 310. The man who had registered as her husband had disappeared. “At first it was ruled suicide,” the librarian concluded. “But thenthey pried open her fist and found itclutched a handful of dark curly hair, not her own. So they made a search for the murderer. But he was never found . . . “By the way,” the librarian suddenly added,”isn’t that a coincidence! It all happened on November 5th, forty years ago yesterday. “


  • Something similar happened with us in Indiana….it was so scary we left the room within half n hour.

  • March 18th..

    Hi my name is Lisa, i will be 16 in 2 days.I live with my mom, dad, brother and sister.We ‘re going to move house, its quite big and cheap, i heard that the place is not good, the family that lived there left and they only lived there for 4 days which is weird. But yeah i quite like the house,but my brother doesn’t like it he things the house is haunted which is not true!! haha his still 11 years so why would he know, oh got to help my mom packs things up!.

    March 19th..

    Well we just arrived to our new house we’re packing out the stuff its quite heavy lol. So we went inside the house its was quite old fashion but who cares, my mom said go pick your own room, so me, my sister and my little brother ran up to the stairs lol we were pushing each other, don’t worry no one got hurt. So i found my little room actually i don’t need big rooms, the rooms was very dirty, that’s why they must have left cause of this dirtiness haha

    After when i was cleaning my room, i felt like someone was in the door and watching me.I checked but there was no one its probably my little brother, i started to continued cleaning but then i heard my brother screaming( brother scream) but how can he go to that room so quickly. I ran over to that room, i show him crying at the corner,also my dad, mom and sister came and said what happen? he started to say when i was getting the toy from the cupboard i couldn’t get it so i claim on the stools to get the toys but then the toys started to move to the corner so i pull my hand to get it but then someone pushed the chair i fall over, but there was no one (cry) my mom was blaming at me that i pushed him but i didn’t, but my mom didn’t truth me she thought i was a lair. I just wanted to my room and felt a bit upset but then i was thinking about who looked at me it wasn’t my brother or my sister she was down stairs helping mom and dad, then who could it be, is there someone in this house maybe i am thinking to much, so i continued working

    March 19th at night…

    So all that weird things happen it didn’t happen again , so my mom made us dinner for hard working, ate the dinner and celebration our new house but suddenly the light turned off
    my dad thought it can happen cause this is a old house so he went to check the power to on it again, after that the light turned back on but then brother went missing from his seat but i did talk to him just right now.

    So we all went to find him….

    be continued…………

  • eh good story could write better one cannot believe yall are scared I could stay a week without being paranoid

  • oh my goodness! i cannot believe on these tales. i think someone is trying to fool you. do not believe in such stories.

  • My birthday is in november 1st -_- My mother agreed that i will go there, even my father and then i will tell you what i did..there..

  • lolz! for my bday which is november 10th imma ask my mom to take me and my best friend(who is a wicken and can talk to ghosts) to stay at this hotel for the night and sleep in this room!

  • I’m only to assume her supposed husband pushed her out of the window while doing so the woman tried grabbing whatever she could to keep from falling which was this gentleman’s hair. not really sure i like the ending. i get it just not crazy about it. :)

  • Wow, that was AWESOME! I wouldn’t want to stay in Room 310, but maybe a different one.

  • o.O in the mirror….is the door closed??? and wow..creepy story….lets see is this what i think it meant?: the person who pushed the lady was the husband? and then the day the woman stayed there was the day the lady was killed?

  • I am NEVER EVER going into a room thats number is Room 310 in my life! Im just so freaked out!

  • these stories are old now. y dont u guys update regularly?????????????now mim gettin a kind of bored wit these old stories. kindly update more or give us chance to post our own stories so that we dont get bored.

  • wow creeeepy!! lol! though if you paid me, i would go there on the first day of the year. it took me awhile to get what that last part meant xD!

  • Omg it really not that scary you guys are such babies i love freaking out my friends and they are scared of anything except this story…. Lol u people need to check out the story on CARMEN not that even scared me

  • if i ever go there and say in that room i will bring a camera to flim it and prove if its really haunted or not and put it on youtube

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