The Story of the Spooky Story

eps 7's

continue with gaes....

when.he went to the market alone, but what happened then...? sumiati did not only insult me with the name "crazy climan" but he also had time to spit in my face and threatened to throw me with stones.

ah, how painful the humiliation, even more painful, I also began to often hear whispers whispered neighbors who turned out to also think I was crazy alisa less sane, he said, but I myself do not feel crazy or lack of sane.so why does everyone think I am crazy..?

I couldn't find the answer, because I felt that there was nothing wrong with me, all I did was hold anger and resentment, all of this I could only keep in my heart.

because of the crazy accusation that finally my hangout room in the village seemed to be closed at all. Because that was the next day I often filled my day by helping my father digapa rice fields, and then I would go to the village, but in addition heam silent I began to live a habit that has long been embedded since I lived in the cottage.pesantren that is menitualkan practice of occult practices that I learned from the book of yellow books that I once read, as the word of that time to me there is no day without a wirid, fasting, or other man.

almost every night I always lock myself in the room, with a busy ritual, meanwhile, I feel I have got a new friend from the supernatural who can accept me and also I invite dialogue whenever I want to be unlike my friend who has been my village friends all this time always insulting to call the climan crazy.

without me knowing, as a result of carrying out such heavy mental practices.apparently I am increasingly deviating from normal anytime and anywhere.I often see my friends from the supernatural world and I can be cool talking to them. it is also increasingly attached predicate crazy.in me because akh often talk alone.

in fact, I do not.feel like that, if all this time I chat with my friends from other realms.it was solely my eyes to do for the sake of wanting to reduce my resentment against all those who have been calling me crazy. I hope my friend from the magical world can be a friend but what I do is the attitude of my father, mother, and all my family who also accuse me of being crazy.

my situation is really cornered like the word of the village has accused me as a crazy person, in fact this makes me can no longer stand in my eardrum as always tempted by the scorn "the crazy climan" spoken by small children, girls, friends and neighbors.That's why while muffling the increasingly burning grudges I finally chose to leave my hometown.

carrying a shabby bag containing several pieces of clothing, and with money in a very tight pocket.I kept leaving my hometown. at that time my only goal was to find a powerful person who could pass on knowledge to me so that I could avenge those who had insulted me. so I decided to travel to the end of the kulon banten.

in this adventure, I never take public transportation, or any other form of transportation. All the roads I walk only by my footstep. And I never feel tired, like I never get tired, during the night I kept walking and when sleepy I could sleep anywhere.

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