I know it's late. But my crying make me awake. Why i cried? Blame that thing! THING. Ok, now i believe her that my room is haunted. Who is she? My Aunt. She and uncle used to live in my room. They told my mom that the both of them always hear strange noises in my room. I didn't believe them a that moment 'cause there's no such thing as Ghost. Right? Blah. Tonight, just a few minutes ago, i ran out of my room with a pale face and my mp3 player that i was listening to it. I was lying on my bed. There was this strange silence that makes me think of stupid stuff. Then, there's this annoying noises coming from the ceilling. Yes, from the ceiling. And you might be thinking that it came the neighbour upstairs.
Well, you're wrong. Ok, why would a 16 or 17 year old secondary school girl be playing with "stuff" in the middle of the night? Ridiculous isn't it? Grr... Then these noises kept getting louder like that thing is getting closer to me. Soon, wild pictures came into my mind. So, i told myself if that thing makes another noise, i'll run out of that room. Well, there goes that sound again. I ran out of the room with my mp3 player leaving the fan and the night light on. Sheesh. Then my brother came out of his room with his group of friends. Apparently they were going back home. Anyway.
Brother: What happen to you?
Me: I'm not gonna sleep in that room! Ever again! (*pointing to my room*)
Brother: Why?
Ok, this the part where i started crying. Blah.
Me: Nothing!
Brother: Nothing? (*shouting*) Then why are you crying?!
Me: There's strange noises when i tried to go to sleep.
My brother is the kind of a person who thinks that i'm just hearing stuff and try to act like a brave man. And he blames Avenged Sevenfold for making me hearing stuff. What the heck? Ok, i was listening to Avenged Sevenfold at that moment. So what? They're not that kind of band that worship Satan like Cradle of Filth or whatever. Blah! I shouldn't have told him. Then he was like, "Go, take off that Satan looking mask that's hanging on your wall!" "Wait, but that's my artwork! I worked hard on it!", i shouted back. "I don't care, take off that mask, NOW!", he replied.
Luckily mom wasn't home or else she would be on my brother's side. She hates the way how my room looks like. If possible, she would want to burn down my room. Blah!
Happy Stalking!
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