While the Script is Drawn

Mosaic 32 - Horror Stories of Childhood

It's night, all of a sudden a horror story. Because last time at the coffee shop Mak'e even on talking pocong and his friends. The aura was laughing until home. The Friday night. Then, I immediately take the laptop and turn on. It's been two and a half hours. The atmosphere of the house is quiet because the mothers are already asleep. I write it while it's dark, the lights just turn off.

Okay, I want to tell you about my experience back when I was a kid. If not wrong, I was five years old. Still a big Kindergarten class.

In the past, there were many horror incidents that I often felt in this house. A great deal. Like I often get hurt. The overlap, the people said, was sort of being hugged by a genie. In the past, I used to do that. Now it's not. Maybe the genie doesn't like adults.

It feels like the body cannot be destroyed. Can't talk. I think someone else is hugging. In the past, it was often. If it is so I usually read al-Fatikhah's letter and shouted calling mother. At first there was no sound but there was a long time. I can finally hear. Mom immediately went to my room and found me who was already flooded with sweat. The next day, I didn't go to school because I had a fever.

In the past, I also often saw spooky sightings. I've seen (or maybe just an illusion I don't know, but really what I saw first was real) a flying head floating above the ceiling. The head of a long-haired woman. From the head it dangles the intestines, lungs and other parts of the internal organs. When I saw that figure I could not move, talk or scream. I can only see that figure hovering creepily. I remember that time I was wetting.

When the head floated it was gone then I could speak. I immediately cried. Mom came nenangin. The next day I was taken to the Puskesmas. Tipesku.

I've also seen the figure of a pocong kayak. I said kayak pocong. Because it's white. I don't mean it, you know. I saw the right time to be invited by my mother to the grandmother's house in the next village. At that time our motorbike was the only 75 honda whose species is now extinct. When you want to go, this pocong-like creature nangkring in the yard of the house. I wasn't crying at the time. Just tell mom, "That's what, Mom?". When I saw her, she was no longer there.

But, of the many practices of childhood horror, the most imprinted in the memory of my head is that experience.

At that time, after praying Isha', I had to read the Qur'an in the place of Mr. Sholikhin. His house is quite far away and has gardens behind the house. I usually go with the other kids. But at that time I left them because I returned to the house to take beyblade (gasing) that was left behind. In the past, fighting was again trending. And for the sake of taking the beyblade I had to go to Mr. Sholikin's house alone, passing through the dark back gardens of the house.

But luckily I met Alip. Glad to have the theme. We'll walk together to Mr. Sholikin's house. I thought this Alif was sick again because his face lemes so. Pale as if cold.

"You sick, Lip?" I asked Alip. But he didn't answer.

We keep going in tandem. Si Alip stays inem while I'm busy thinking about going to a gasing fight after a salary later. Until he arrived in front of Mr. Sholikhin's house. I was about to get into his house but Alip was walking in the opposite direction.

"Where are you going, Lip?" let me scream a little. But he did not answer again. Yaudah, whatever. I'll go to Mr. Sholikin's house immediately. But inside I was surprised. That's Alip again with Juz Amma's deposit with Mr. Sholikhin. Not that Alip was outside. I'll be out of the house soon. Alip is not there. I went in again, Alip was done with his salary.

"Lip, weren't you outside?"

Alip thinks I'm weird.

"From before you came I was already here. You're packing a beyblade crest first."

"You serious? Didn't you leave with me?"

"Ngaaco. I'm not going with you. Ask Andik ifull. I'm leaving with them."

Lho. What the hell is this? I was confused at that time. I'm still insistent but Alip's evidence really left earlier than I did.

Then, who was Alip who was leaving this morning together?