1001 Horror Stories

Curse Box

The night of that time. I saw the clock, at 22:30. They left me alone at home for a long time. I don't know what time they're home. This is from a long time ago. My parents often left me alone at home. They don't care what I feel. I feel scared, sad, upset mixed up into a weird.

They left this afternoon. Around 17:30. They told me to wait. I snorted in my heart. Why didn't they take me?

Tired of thinking about all this, I decided to get out of the sofa I was sitting on. I heard the sound of thunder and worms in my stomach asking for food. I picked up a packet of boiled noodles and picked up the pot. I filled the water and put in the noodles I was holding. After waiting for quite a long time, my mie finally matured. I returned to the sofa while carrying a hot bowl of boiled noodles made by me. I changed the tv channel. After I finished eating, I put the bowl on the guest table. It's 23:30. When they come home. I let out a breath.

Kryingg. I walked to the phone at the corner of the wall. I see a number that is familiar to me. Listed on top of phone screen, ‘Mama’. Finally, after a long wait, my mother called me. I was worried and hesitated about picking up the phone. I'm afraid they say they'll be home tomorrow or so. With an irregular heartbeat, I opened the conversation.

Me: Hello, mama…

Mama: (Heavy voice and sigh) Hello, Nay! Mama wants to say sorry for my mother's behavior all this time. Mama left you at home because she didn't want anything to happen to you. Let me explain in more detail.

“Hi to anyone who reads this letter! I'm sorry I might be guilty of you. I don't know what else to do. This is the only way out of my trouble. Actually, I got a pretty creepy curse. This curse will disappear by itself if I can share the curse. The curse is, whoever has read this, then when he has children, they will be fatal accidents. If you do not want your child to die, leave your child at home. You cannot avoid this curse. If you want to be free, do something like me. Make a letter or message via mobile phone and send it or if the letter, you are always on the side of the road. The more you read your writing, the more your curse fades. Again, please forgive me. ”.

Mama: We don't believe in such a myth or curse thing. So we never make a letter or a message that can remove this curse. But, we felt quite sorry because we didn't do that. We felt strange and always saw a man in black robes and carrying a cala fork. The man was similar to a life-revoking angel. We decided to always leave you at home when we were going to travel. Forgive us, Nay.

Papa: Forgive us Nay. We may also feel guilty for something we have shared with you. And at this time, our death was to pick up. Please forgive us. Tut…

I don't feel my tears flowing. They seem to be good to me. Or maybe it was bad for me. After putting the phone in place, I returned to the sofa crying. I looked at the corner of the wall and the black-robed man, carrying a cala fork stood there.

**SAI**