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POCONG GUARD MY HOUSE - GHOST STORIES

P e k e n a l k a n my name is Nela. This story happened 5 years ago, when I was Junior High. At that time my family had an old iron business. Thank you very much and very much fortunately.

K a r e n a that time in my village again the season of the thief, so my father was worried and afraid of the turning. He was confused about how to keep our house safe. Finally, according to my great-grandfather's instructions, our house was given a "guardian". It is said to be a pocong and a white tiger (my great-grandfather was ancient, so still believe such a thing). I'm not too dizzy.

S e l a n g 3 weeks later my cousin came home. He's a year younger than me. Time in the living room, he accidentally squirms towards the warehouse. For some reason he suddenly asked ummi (my mother).

"Mi, what's that in the barn? White and sitting on the scales?", asked my cousin.

My mother knew that what my cousin saw was pocong, and she replied, "That sack of rice, it's nothing" my mother said.

The shame is that my cousin and I went home overnight there.

S e t e l a h 2 days I stayed at my cousin's house, we went home. When I got to my house, it was crowded with people. There was a conversation between my father and RT at the time.

A y a h: "A d a p a sir, how about a get-together at my house?"

A y a h: "I y a, t e r u s why sir?"

Mr. RT: "Look sir, would it not be better if the pocong was thrown away so as not to disturb the community?"

A y a h: B e g i n i yes sir, that's my business, so please don't interfere. I'm sorry, sir, just go home, I want to rest"

S e t e l a h. s e m u a go home, we also rest. Three days after that, my brother from Bali came. He did not intentionally tell him about his arrival, to give a surprise. But when I got to the front of the gate, my brother was shocked by the pocong figure behind the gate. Out of fear, he ran away. But the pocong continued to chase after him, until my brother involuntarily hit the asem tree, to the point that his head was shaken and had to be hospitalized.

S e t e l a h. k e j a d i a n it, finally my father threw away the pocong, but the white tiger remains lodged in my house until now.

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