Forced Flow of Life

The Memory that Reappears

Some time Nisa banged on the toilet door. The door remains locked. No one heard it. No one came near the toilet. What a pity his fate. The longer, the pounding and screaming weakened.

Nisa's body trembled, cold sweat pouring out. Locked in a cramped room with a dark atmosphere, alone, resurrects the very old memory that little Nisa feared that has haunted her to this day.

A little boy was walking alone, down the lonely road at that time. The distance from the school is quite far for young children. He was abandoned by his friend who gave him a ride when he left. He was crying in the streets.

"Hahaha look at the poor man. I'm poor, crybaby again!" tell his friend to others. He opened the car window as he passed the little boy.

"Basic gembel! That can't be! If my car breaks down, you'll have to change!"

"Where are you going! Don't talk to us!"

"Poor man, cheating again. You must be cheating if it's a repeat!"

"Go!" they pushed the boy down into a pool of water.

"Haha Rasain, how nice your skirt is sticky!" he said he had put gum in his chair.

"So people don't doubt! Just because rank 1 is a doubt!"

"Hey all, don't ever want to win with this Poor Man! If you are successful, bear the consequences!"

"Poor, seedy, smelly, chinless, crybaby!"

"Your train! Haha," said a child who locked little Nisa inside the bathroom alone. He left it until the end of the night. Fortunately there was a teacher who happened to want to pee.

All the swearings and events in the past alternated, reappearing. Grief, fear, and anxiety mixed into one. She was crying alone in the dark. His body weakened helplessly. He sat down limply against the wall. Every now and then he let out his sobbing while banging weakly on the locked door.

"Hiks hu hu hu... "

"Such like hearing a cry girl?"

said a young man who happened to use the men's toilet there.

Thought hovering. What are ghosts, huh?

The voice sounded faint in his hearing senses. The voice was accompanied by sobs and door slams that sounded weak. Out of curiosity, he approached the source of the voice.

"It looks like it's from there."

He suspected that the sound came from the female toilet. He is confused between entering or not.

"Well, do I want to go into the ladies' room anyway? Later if I thought how perverted? But pity me if someone needs help."

He looked around, so that no one would see him enter the woman's toilet.

After feeling safe, he lifted his leg, stepped inside. Just as the foot was floating in the air, he suddenly stopped his steps. He still thinks, later if it's a real ghost how?

But a faint voice from within was still heard. That voice sounded heartbreaking.

"That's it, a matter of risk think later. It's also a pity that he's human."

Without thinking, he went inside. He moved his feet carefully. The voice was getting clearer.

"Not wrong anymore. I need to find her quickly."

All the toilet rooms he checked one by one. Until there is one toilet at the end. He saw the door locked from the outside.

"Is there anyone inside?" tanyakanya. But he did not hear the voice of the crying woman.

"Why is this door locked? Are you really haunted?" He's monologuing.

He found a locked toilet from the outside. The sound of crying was also heard earlier but disappeared as he approached.

"That's the responsibility too."

He opened that door.

"CHUCK!"