Motel Owner Refuses to Let Freezing Girl in Not Knowing She’ll Deprive Him of Business – Story of the Day

Laura was freezing and desperate for shelter as she reached a motel in an unknown town. When the owner refused her entry, Laura took drastic steps to teach him a lesson, not realizing her karma would soon catch up with her.

Cold winds blasted through the area, making the trees bend and shiver. The reporter’s voice through the car stereo reminded her the weather would worsen. Laura tilted her head to look at the road ahead as she drove down the icy path.

The snowstorm was finally here, and this winding road through the mountains terrified her. On one side of the path were towering mountains, and the other led downhill. She had to find a place to crash before night, but she didn’t know how long she would need to drive.

Suddenly, the car sputtered to a stop. “No, no, come on!” Laura didn’t want to be stranded in the middle of nowhere. She tried to start the engine but to no avail. Then, to her horror, she noticed smoke emanating from the bonnet.

Worried, she hurriedly opened the car door and got out, only to be met with icy gusts. Her faux leather jacket provided little protection from the cold, and her heels teetered on the snowy surface. Holding onto the car body for support, she moved toward the bonnet, not daring to look at the slope only a few steps behind her.

There was no barrier fence. And the weather kept getting worse. Laura decided to take the risk. She hurried to find safety but ended up losing her footing and tumbled down the steep mountain.

When she opened her eyes, her head was throbbing. She had been lying in the snow. She rose to her feet, brushed the snow off her body, and set out on her way to find help. It was still day, so she reasoned she had been unconscious only for a few minutes.

As she walked alone along the icy road, she couldn’t see a single soul or human habitation in sight. The cold winds made her shudder, so she pulled her jacket closer to herself, her feet aching from the heels. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she spotted a sign in the distance that read “MOTEL.”

Laura was freezing, her feet ached, and her face had grown pale from the cold. Yet, she forced herself to walk toward the only shelter she could see. Arriving there, Laura noticed the “CLOSED” sign on the door. A heavy sigh escaped her lips. But she had to try this place.

She pushed the door open, letting in frigid gusts along with herself, and staggered toward the reception desk.

“We’re closed!” The motel owner, Mr. Cooper, dismissed her instantly, his gaze fixed on the TV in front of him.

“Ple-Please, sir,” She was shivering. “I just want a place for tonight. Can you make some adjustments?”

“We don’t accept people after closing time, so get the hell out of here!” Mr. Cooper yelled...