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TERROR OF THE DEVIL'S

Assalamu`alaikum. This story

it was actually a mother experience

I gave birth to me (about 12

years ago) at Immanuel Bandung Hospital.

Happy reading!

Thursday 20 July 2000 at 14.35 WIB...

The delivery process goes well on

that day, and just born a baby

healthy and funny woman (where

what a cute baby hehehe.).

Grandma, Father, Brother, and brothers

the others welcomed my arrival

I am happy and joyful.

Even the night came...

My mother is still in the hospital

because of his unstable condition. Moms

I slept in a hospital room

it was accompanied by a sleeping maid

on the sofa next to the bed

mom, and I slept in that baby room

far away from my mother's room.

Time has shown 10 p.m., though,

the maid who accompanied my mother already

asleep on the couch, but my mother

can't sleep yet. Uneasiness

haunting my mother's mind, mother

I was worried about me sleeping in my room

the baby is far away from

her room.

At a time when anxiety is haunting

my mother's mind, suddenly her attention

split because of the sound

very loud from outside the room. That voice

very disturbing at that time. Her voice

sounds like a coffin is

pushed with her fast (as there is

who had just died in

that night) and there was also a sobbing sound

crying from the family of the deceased, they

My mother was suspicious because of that voice

long time heard. It feels like a real want

walk down from the bed and peek in

the window, however, whispered to mother

I'm not doing that because

there's gonna be something bad going on. My mother

he also abandoned his intention to

peek in the window, and decided

just to pray.

The next morning my mother asked the sister

who was on duty that day "Suster, earlier

someone died tonight, right???"

ask my mother.

"Yes mom, there is. But I do know

where ya??".

"Last night I

heard a coffin passing through this room,

sobs of family crying were heard".

"What??? Didn't you hear wrong? Indeed

last night someone died but no

this way ma'am, who died instantly

taken to the mortuary which also did not

passing through this room ma'am" explained the sister.

My mother also listened to it.

night to the two, the voice of the coffin was heard again, but this time more frightening, the soft ground of the sound of the wheel of a coffin that sounded as if approaching the door of the room, it sounded very clear, my mother felt fear, and I felt fear,his body was shivering violently, the clock was already showing at 00.30 minutes, meaning the situation in the hospital was very quiet, silent,

outside the room right in front of the door came the sound of giggling women, want to not want my mother back in the ghost of a feeling of fear that became-so, so,sometimes the female voice outside the door turns into a heartbreaking cry,,

the next day, my mother

not strong anymore, my mother decided

to go home. Sobby

hurry up, diapers belong to the hospital

what I use is also carried away

home (diapers carried only 1, namely

which I use).

A story from me, sorry if not

or less scary because my mother was lacking

clearly told.

Thanks for reading 😊