A Bunch of Horror Stories

episode 72 (order )

It's 1 p.m. I woke up and could not sleep. The sound of knocking from the window sounded scary. Followed by the whirring of the night wind that blows, making my feathers stand up. This is the third time we have been haunted like this. Unceasingly my mouth chanted the verse of the chair. I hope, Mama will come home soon.

My name is Ulfah. I live in the East Melati housing. The house I live in has been around for a long time. There were a lot of strange things that happened to my family. Starting from strange sounds, unpleasant air, to its own appearance, we have seen it repeatedly. Walking back and forth in the house alone it feels sometimes still afraid.. That said, my house used to experience many terrible cases.

Until one day, I asked Mama to move house immediately because she could not stand their various disorders anymore. My mother agreed. We moved the next day about 2 km further away from the old house.

“The old house we rented it, yes, ” Mama said. I just answered ‘hem’, no matter. Now the old home business is so that Mama alone, the important thing is that we have moved from the haunted house.

A month later, the house had someone contracted there. Not until 3 months, the guy hurriedly wanted to move a contract. He said he wanted to find a contract closer to his office. But his speech style stuttered as if frightened by something. Is it because he was also disturbed? We did not ask him further.

Our old house ended up just being an abandoned empty house.

I thought moving house was a safe way, but something strange still happened to us.

One night, at about half-time at 11, I was getting ready to go to sleep because my body was so sore after a day of school. Suddenly someone called me. A father of a food driver.

“Halo, good night. This is on behalf of Ulfah?”

“Lho who, Ma'am Ulfah ordered food right? The house is empty gini mbak. Want to know me?” The driver was confused, as well as me whose eyes had stayed 5 watts.

“I don't know what sir!” My answer. The driver was even angry, then gave the location of the house in question.

My eyes that I initially felt suddenly widened staring at the mobile phone screen. The location was my old house. Why can you connect here?

Finally, in order to help the father driver, I also gave the location of my current home. When it came, it was already paid and contained a packet of rice paddocks.

Mom who saw the incident, laughed. “Everything if you sleepy weight do not play hp. The tightness will be,” Ledek Mama. I furrowed my eyebrows. Right too. Maybe because they accidentally hit.

I don't know if I should be happy, confused or scared. But it happened over and over again and always aimed at my old house. Various deliverymen called me. I was shocked, didn't order anything, the delivery guy got angry, and then I gave him the location now. So it continues to happen for 3 months moving house. I'm getting sure it wasn't because of the squeeze. Unless there is someone who is a prank or even ‘hantu’? I didn't know until now.

Until one day, came a package of applications that even I did not have. The package contents are very small. When we opened it, it was just a pair of bright pink shoelaces.

Our family laughed. This happened so often, we were no longer afraid. Finally we moved to Malaysia because Mama had a job. Those mysterious orders are no longer following us.