Magic Post From Ex
hearing sensitive
this story is real, where a woman is experiencing awkwardness in her body as well as her daily life,.
I write this story based only on the experience of the victim, I need to explain here why there is no name, address, job or any other personal thing, because I deliberately did not publish ,to avoid problems later on.
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It was Tuesday afternoon before the magrib, the sound of my son's toy piano, continued to sound like someone controlled, I tried to focus on hearing where the piano sounds, I follow the sound, I follow the sound, it turns out there is on the roof of the house, up there is indeed an empty room. I tried to climb the stairs looking for the source of the sound, finally I found the piano toy lying right on the roof of the house, tile, and, silently I noticed a black shadow sitting in front of the piano, turning my back to me only half a body. With bismillah I tried to throw him out even though I was afraid to try to say "hus.. go don't bother..
the shadow disappeared without revealing his face.
my sense of hearing is still disturbed and even becomes sensitive.
the incident came back with another story, that night I woke up but still I closed my eyes, at first I heard the sound of "srek, gradually the sound was a lot like footsteps of people walking in a crowd. I tried to open my eyes and try to open the window there was no one there. quiet silent, silent, I tried to recall what this dream was but it felt real.
I tried to close my eyes again, after a few minutes of neutralizing the mind. There was an indistinct voice right above my head, I forcefully opened my eyes to the sky the room there was no apparition, the voice was still there, the voice was still there, what sound was I asked, I was sharp hearing . after I focused I guess it turns out someone threw a stone on the tile, Long time the fall of the stone was many even crowded like rain falling on the tile. My heart pounded hard fear was there, what is this all I asked, asked, I try to say, O Allah, help me, by closing my ears I say as much istighfar as possible while closing my eyes.thank God, the voice is no longer heard I fell asleep.
when I fell asleep there was a whisper in my ear, in the whisper it said "get up..
" i'm surprised who it is. There's no one on my deck..
soon I daydreamed came a cool breeze around my head to the body to the feet, because my position was sitting on the mattress. my monologue God please astagfirullah. My brain feels dead end, what really happened and why like this.
I endlessly say the name of Allah, I surrender only to Him.
strange events again at dawn, in my ear there is a whisper "some dead. in closed eyes I talk "who died.. INNALILATE
in my semi-conscious state I heard the sound of people walking, there was even a voice of a woman who was crying roaring.I opened my eyes when it became a faint voice, faint, then I got out of bed, opened the door to a quiet house no one, a few minutes later the sound of people teaching in the mosque. I curiously asked my sister at dawn who had died. "none of them, she said, is this a dream why it feels real the sound is my monologue.
