1001 Horror Story

The Angker House in Magelang

My house is in the Kab. Magelang Central Java, which I have lived since birth. I am the 2nd of 3 children. In addition, I also have an adopted brother named Leo who is now in RSJ. Later I will tell you why I can get into RSJ.

My 2 brothers and I currently live out of town. To this day, the house is occupied by both my parents. If I am on vacation, I just go home, or parents who visit my place.

In the house, there was one room (room) in the house that I placed from childhood, and lastly occupied by my adopted brother, Leo. Because my brother and I went to college outside the city, now the room has been demolished. Why dismantled? Here's story..

When I was a child (still in grade 1) when I was busy working on PR with Mom, my mother again corrected the results of the exam. Understand my mother is a teacher of SD (myrisnya I am a student as well). That night I was told to go to bed, but since PR was not finished, I did not want to. Finally the wall clock sounds, the sign is already 12 o'clock. Well at that moment I also saw an adult-sized hand right in front of me (fitting on the outside wall of my room), I was shocked and cried. My mother was shocked and immediately picked up a broom nearby and immediately hit the hand while reading the prayer, but the hand grew to dozens, after a while the hands began to disappear one by one, my trus immediately went to sleep even though until now I was still traumatized…

After that incident, my father often raged without cause, I was the same my sister often sickly, often had bad luck, my head was up to 3 times leaked in the house, like convulsions, and I was very sick, me and my foster sister also once ran out of the house while crashing aka sleep walking, trance and the most severe hot water flush with my sister fitting my maid took water from a teapot that was originally intended to be stored in a thermos. There is no clear reason why the maid threw the teapot at us, as a result 2 months can not what2..

There are many mystical events in this house. For example, when we went out. At the time of returning told by neighbors, who he said saw a thief who wanted to enter the house. But suddenly ran away after prying the window. Our house was empty at the time. The thief was terrified after opening the window, not knowing what he saw. When running, the thief suddenly fell many2 like someone was kicking..

For a long time my family began to worry about the state of the house. One day my family had a guest from Malang, he called me a smart person. At that time I was sitting on the bench of High School, after consulting the same sewage, he said there were some amulets/heirlooms embedded under the foundation of the house, out of nowhere came, he said, but it is thought to have existed before the house was built, and reportedly living there a lot. Including one of them is the figure of a white sacrificial old man who is said to be the most powerful occupant of my house.

Finally, I suggest that every night jum’at made black coffee that will be placed in my room, (i keep recklessly occupying the room, which will be black coffee, although the situation was not right) and the coffee the morning should be splashed in front of my room.day by day we go through like that, make coffee, discarded, make coffee and then discarded again. finally when I was in 3rd grade of High School, I began to suggest to the family, the habit of wasting coffee was eliminated, because we could be classified as a idol.

Well... After long negotiations, I snobs the lecture, finally my family agreed to eliminate the habit, BUT.. Still remember at the beginning of my adopted brother named Leo entered RSJ..??

Until I graduated High School, I went to college in Semarang. The room was occupied by Leo. Leo is classified as a diligent and smart SMK student, even he entered the top 3 in his class. Once upon a time, for some reason without cause Leo rarely spoke, and occasionally laughter is not clear. Even one night he was raging, all the stuff in the room was slammed, the time of the incident was at home there was only my biological sister alone, my biological sister could only clump in her room because of fear. Understand Leo the Flores man whose body bongsor, even my room almost burned the same as him, all clothes in the closet was removed and burned right in the room he locked from the inside.

Seeing the smoke coming out of the room, my biological sister immediately shouted “fires”. Some neighbors came, directly prying the door and directly extinguishing it fire. To his surprise again, after the incident, Leo even became a child who diligently to the mosque, pray, fast, and like his own lecture, however, the voice that came out of Leo was different, so the voice was different, resembling an old man and his face resembled that of a stroke patient, his lips were hard to speak.

Finally after a few days, Leo suddenly changed character. He likes to go berserk. It's been a rage before, but it's different, much worse. Then my family brought in kyai/smart people. He said Leo was possessed, and please do not run away, because it could endanger people he hated.

Sure enough, one day when my family let my guard down, Leo suddenly ran away, and was not overtaken, because the run was very fast. After a day of desperately looking for it, my family got the news that Leo went to prison, after I saw TV One, also reported in print and internet media “Leo Tega Bacok Head of Mother Tiri”. You can search on Google. As the title suggests, Leo suddenly went home to his biological father, and had the heart to read his stepmother who he really hated, finally after a psychiatric examination, Leo was put in the RSJ, poor Leo.. Now that we and our family have lost contact with Leo, last word is that Leo is in Flores.

Well short story, until now this haunted house is still occupied by my parents. Yesterday it was just broken down by one of its walls to be combined with the living room. My father suddenly turned into a child, crying because his room was evicted. At 12 pm my father ran away from home, sleeping on the former ruins of the wall that has been functioned as a cover of the garbage hole next to the house, even before my mother wanted to be haunted by demonic ame. Anyway it's bad.

After that incident, the plan of the separation wall between the room and the living room would be rebuilt, until now every mall in my home was adain yasinan/study. I was really scared to go home. But my parents insisted on not moving out of that house.

**SAI**