Sonya The Mystical Queen's
White Cambodian Flowers
In a simple house with a small flower garden in front of him.A 17-year-old girl was sitting in a row with several other teenagers were talking.
"Hey you know not said the village sebrang that there used to be mass slaughter well?"said the curly-haired girl named Joselyn while pointing at the debris that collapsed across the river.
"Oh said there were two survivors but did not know who it was. "regan replied the tall male teenager in white plus yellow hair answered Joselyn's question.
"Have not discussed the blood flower village again.oh yes anyways I am more curious about the house that many frangipani flowers it. "sonya said.
The eyes of jos and regan immediately followed the finger show from Sonya.They were stunned for a moment because they knew the house was no longer inhabited.
"Hey you mean the empty house of the former red mistress huh?" jos says.
"Well, that's the former red lady of a teenager who committed suicide, isn't it?"added regan
"A suicide?you sure the red lady killed herself? I'm not sure "sonya said.
"Are you communicating with the ghost?"ask jos
Regan shuddered when jos said about ghosts even though he was sturdy if the mystical affairs of regan always lazy to discuss it.Jos and regan were friends Sonya since the age of 3 years,sonya used to be taken away to the village now this waking works village after the massacre at her birth village flower village which is now often spelled bloodflower village.
Sonya furrowed her brows....
"I just felt a vengeance so great hidden there might be a mystery secret in that house, it might just be a small thing that I was able to handle.. "
"Hey, don't talk about the mystical horror I hear once.."regan shuddered.
"By the way later in the afternoon it seems like I will stop by the house I want to see anything there. "said Sonya as she passed.
Regan and Jos just looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders,they are accustomed to the nature of kepo and participate in the mystical Sonya has become a regular thing for him.Regan and jos follow Sonya go into their house sitting in the guest room.Sonya went to the kitchen to take some snacks, and,when Sonya was about to close the refrigerator arrived a pale white hand reached Sonya's shoulder.Sonya turned back to look at the figure holding her shoulder with a cold gaze Sonya who was so ordinary the figure was flabbergasted.
"Why aren't you afraid of me?"say that figure.
"Don't ever touch me carelessly again you're a haunt ghost I've already scratched the whiff of it anyway".
"W-what? what attitude is it why it makes me so wrong! "shout that figure.
Sonya glanced at the figure with a lazy gaze Sonya snorted annoyed.Sonya is very unhappy with the ghosts appear casually and show their faces and fashion disgusting kuel.Hantu woman in front of Sonya suddenly disappeared like her annoyed by the reaction of Sonya who had no fear of the ghost.Sonya was stunned when there were white frangipani flowers scattered near the kitchen door.Sonya walked slowly and picked up the flower, her person grasped the flower and kissed it..
"He asked for help?it seems true that there is something strange in this female suicide case especially the case is not investigated further like being covered up by someone, interesting!the more challenges the more exciting. "sonya murmured.
The frangipani flower disappeared instantly as the smell spread in the room Sonya snorted and smiled little she did not care about the request of the ghost who wanted to be quickly taken care of.Baginya gather with her best friend while eating popcorn and drinking drink plus watch the movie is more important.Sonya passed to the living room.
The three of them were busy with the show until Unaware on the street in the empty house arrived there was a shrill and screams of crying women like being tortured.White frangipani flowers suddenly fell from the sky filled the house stink fishy filled the yard of the house.Tiba arrived the atmosphere changed again instantly like watching a movie just the flowers that had been scattered disappeared without a trace.
