Actually I Why?
story part 2
The dormitory position is right behind the school building. So, we ironed the clothes while looking at the view of the back of the school building which was dark because the class lights were not turned on.
There are no street lights at all. So you can imagine, in front of the dormitory the situation was completely pitch-black.
Back to Amin and I who were ironing. While I was ironing, I saw under the shadow of people walking away from the dormitory. We both recognized him. Call it Yahya.
Finished talking, the man went away from the dormitory past the pitch-black school building.
We continued ironing until suddenly from inside the room a friend asked Amin.
Short Horror Stories
This story was experienced by the teacher
“Min, who are you chatting with?” tanyakanya.
“Si Yahya,” Amin replied briefly.
“Hah? He came home this afternoon to Jakarta.”
I just remembered, Yahya was indeed home picked up by his family.
“Ah time? Who spoke to me just now?”
Amin's question then became the end of our ironing activities and we hurried into the room while our clothes let scatter on the ironing table.
Let it be, the morning will be cleared and that night we slept clinging to a cramped mattress out of fear.
Humans Can Lick, too
A girl was alone at home one night, for the first time. He had a dog to accompany him. The girl was listening to the news of a serial killer running around. He went to sleep after locking all the doors, but there was one window still open.
As the drip sound continued, he went to check the taps in the kitchen, bathroom and everywhere but found nothing.
He returned to his room and put his hands down again to lick the dog. The sound of droplets continued and the girl was too afraid to fall asleep. But when his hand was licked from under the bed, he slowly fell asleep.
In the morning, when he opened the closet, he found his dog killed and hung upside down. The sound of the droplets came from the dog's blood.
On the closet door, she saw the message – “Human can also lick”.
The Spooky Story of Passengers
Author by: Jan Harold Brunvand
A man was driving home late at night when he saw a girl asking for a ride. The beautiful girl was wearing a beautiful white dress.
The man gave her a ride and they started an interesting conversation. He dropped the girl off at his house.
The next day, while driving to work she notices that the girl has coincidentally forgotten the sweater in her car.
He drives to the girl's house to hand her a sweater. An old woman opened the door as she rang the bell.
He recounted the incident that happened last night and gave the woman a sticker.
The woman refused and looked sad and a little strange.
The man asked the woman again. She was shocked when the woman said it was her daughter's sweater who died in a car accident several years ago
Amin called out to her while somewhat shouting because we were on different floors. Yahya also replied. There was a short conversation between the two but I forgot what he was talking about.
