Hallo companions are all this my first story, which I publish to many people my story for you guys,
I come from Kal-Teng, my name alfensus wirian call al. I often go out at night and come home in the middle of the night
ordinary yeah young boys because young and tomorrow ngantor so panda eyes deh * hehe * all definitely never * dong ya
coming home in the middle of the night, yes it must have been so this story.
It was Thursday at the time in my area there was a collision that killed motorcyclists. It was four o'clock yes
surrounding is lah, I invited my friend to go see the fleet show so the distance from my city was approximately 3 hours drive
motorcycle. Understandably I like to travel far so I just do it, time to leave my feelings began to feel strange always restless
so I just prayed for God's exact protection.
Time on the trip for some reason I always left behind and when the day started the afternoon either ten minutes or how we were in shock
with the crowd, it turns out there was a collision accident, yes the location of the collision is also the death bend of his name.
So we paused for a while, when we saw that the road was covered with blood, it turned out that the victim died because of his fist
broken, broken legs, broken bike.
Origin mulannya he also want to watch the Fleet because his mother did not allow because far he finally left with desperation without the blessing of people
its old. Well back to my story, when we got there it was already past seven o'clock on the road that I always left in that way I
smelled a lot of smells so i did not bother about it.
Arriving at the destination, we split up to their respective destinations, well then the Fleet show was ten o'clock, but I'm not too
pay attention, if we say in Kal-Teng there are people died and bloody accident was his name * danum mambasuh daha * (water wash the blood),
I have not run out of Fleet I separated from my friend and back to the motorcycle parking there I chatted to the security guard because we
parking in front of telkom.
In the chat we told him about the accident that killed someone earlier. After a long time of telling the night, I decided
calling my parents to tell me I wanted to go home that very hour on that rainy day. So my parents said be careful on the road.
At that time I saw my watch at twelve so I decided to go home, raincoats I wear, my bag I wrap, all sorts.
Right then I was raining to go home on my way home I again smelled a strange odor that kept me abstinent from
My motorcycle lights, I saw there was a black thing in the tree but it was faintly in due to heavy rains, many strange events that I
can that night, the sound of the motor chase me when there is not, and I once chase like a motorcycle light but small lights and walk slowly,
I think this is a friend back home. I was chasing nothing.
But when from a distance it is clear I see the motor lights but now in the pursuit is not there I do not care about that anymore, I continue
my journey, it's time I passed the former of the joy when we went there I smelled the incredible fishy smell, the negative energy
very tasteful, and I see there are women standing on the edge of the road was confused going where do not know the purpose I vaguely heard the sound of a groan
crying whether it is my hallucinations or anything but it is clear in my ears, I scold it "yaku tuh umba mahalau handak buli" (I ride through to go home).
There I felt someone following me in the midst of the heavy rain I smelled a lot, heard strange things. Arriving in five two names,
I ate because it was already hungry at two o'clock. Indeed there is a stopover place, as I pass the ambulance through carrying the body of an accident
this afternoon, I thought it deserved that the negative energy was still there and vaguely-the strange sound I heard.
Until here my story about my experience is still a lot of my other stories that more thriller more sinister, with different concepts.
It's a real story from me not from others I've experienced this myself. Sorry if any of my words or stories are less scary because
this is just experience. My message when driving alone traveling far rarely home residents, do not occasionally look back to the left side
right, focus to the road only. See you later. thanks.