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GHOST OF A WOMAN IN THE PARK

GHOST OF A WOMAN IN THE PARK

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Last month we saw another photo rafting time last month in Citarik, Sukabumi-West Java. At that time there were several incidents.1 the boat was filled with 4 people. The basic child rese me his..

I told you one boat can't be all girl. This is all girl. The guy is just the instructor whose face is actually very handsome because lined up between us.

Well....I actually can't swim. But the base is desperate to be so funny. It was rainy season again, and the current was very heavy. Once again the basis of installment so bombad dah! At first no problem! You little-cewe's lempong.

One of my friends has a waterproof camera. The instructor gave us directions - we even took pictures for a while and then pedaled the oars again. Just keep going anyway.

A few meters later, our left right forest. But in the middle of the river there is a big rock and on top there are mothers praying!! It was about 12:30. I think mothers intentionally pray in the river.

"It is cool that mothers pray in the river, not afraid of what drifting. The photos!"say me. My friends just looked at me confused. "People don't have anything you can do!"say one of my friends.

"That's a good mother, don't be afraid."Sahut intraructure of my boat. It took me a few minutes to get my mood back. Basic girl. If there is a camera does not care where it takes a sissy photo!

Next to him was a woman wearing white clothes. Emang. But it was definitely for drawing a woman!! DEG!! From there we are silent. The camera has not been used since that time. Back to our boat. The atmosphere also became unpleasant.

After a few ethers from where we broke earlier kit continued the journey. This time, all were silent. No more pictures. Well..tetep aja.not me namany aaho no act. When our instructor was helping the boat that was leaking a few meters behind us.

I went to the river to find out how deep the river was, followed by my friend, Septi. When you are tired of soaking a few moments septi get on the boat back. Turn say amau up to the boat.. My feet are interesting from the river!!

Yep..My ankles are holding very tight. My friends are panicking. They tried to pull my hand but it was still hard. He said my body was like a snag. Not because someone caught me, but because someone pulled my leg.

Seeing me and my friends with our panicked faces and screams, my instructor came and helped me. What I heard when he helped me he said.. "Have gone there you, don't disturb this mba. He's a tourist here" he said speaking for himself. I was amazed to see it. And after she said that my legs felt light. No one holds my leg anymore. FREAKY!!

When we're done, we'll go back to cleaning. Then I called my mom. I'm clear of everything I've been through. "You've been told again that you can't insist that you want to leave."so my mom while nagging a little.

Yes.before, my mother forbade me to come because she thought it was dangerous. KAPOK?? No!! Even next month I want to rafting again but want to try in cibeurang. Anyone want to come??