Wednesday, January 31, 2007
After reading abt the maid incident, juz a show of hands...
How many of you living arnd bukit batok areas?
if you are, pls help all of us to clarify these urban legend or smthg that we all are speculating...
is there really an incident of a maid whose been u know.. by u know...?
cuz she is still arnd...flying.. i dunno if i read it properly but yeah..
Spoke to an ardent 'fan' of mine; yanee.. and she too wanna know...so yeah yanee since you are soo curious as to what happened at my house... here goes.
my rugby guys and i juz came back from our usual trainings..
we chilled at my place..
my sis, flyign at that time, juz came back from japan trip. Right after work,she juz went straight to bed.
my frns and i were watching some scary amateur video some frens of them made while filming for that 'fatima rockers'
they were at the 'hot spots' and some experimental bullshit spread salt all over the graveyard and left the vidcam overnite and we were watching the entire ordeal...
mind you, that was only the beginning...shortly after... i got scared and i went to my room and surf the net for my diploma schools to choose from.. my room was opposite the kitchen where my frn's mom and mom were cooking and suddenly mom shouted at me: CLOSE THE DOOR! WINDOW! ALL OF YOU! ... NOW!
split seconds after, my sister screeched and ran out.. super split seconds later oblivious to the surroundings, juz wanna be safe den sorry, i left my room and head straight to the livign room where my sis and my mom and frn's mom ran there too... i dunno what happened but my sis screech was bad enough so in case there is a lizard or rat, id be safe... but no....! she was in her SIA uni and hair all kept in place (due to the high intensive spraying) sat there with the make up smudged and tears flowing her and her body shivered as if she juz came out from the freezer ... technically yeah...
I dunno how to describe the feeling but i sat right smack at the centre of nervous ppl who are literally afraid of what;s all the hoo haah and the screeching all about.. mom told us to switch everything off and the doors are to be closed...
serious cackling were faint yet loud enough to drill into your ears and break them while at it...those who were sitting at the corners were praying and chanting all the prayers and praying hard that they are not 'disturbed' as they felt gushes of wind swiftly gushing passed them. its like the "Swooosh" sound as if you hear flapping of the bird, this time, its loud and its echoed.... my fren, a guy was saying in malay, "aku nak balik... aku nak balik...."
i was at the centre, cud feel the agony of those who were at the sides and not one.. but 3 of fatima rockers were hovering all arnd the living room.. for almost an hour or less, which seemed endless.. it died down...we asked the neighbours if they heard anything, they said they only heard us yellign and laughing... which was at taht time before we closed the door.
it seemed that at the same time, my mom and frn's mom were at the kitchen, chatting, my mom sensed someone was lurking at the kitchen window, and she alerted us... at the same time, my sis saw someone sittign at the foot of her bed, lookin at her from the side of the fella's face..and there were 3 of them playing arnd... its that time of the year where they playing and thats abt it.. from then onwards, i realised that its time for me to search for God..its time that i have faith in Him... now my house is ok thank God for apricot.. hehe.. this lil stray cat thats been 'protecting' our home and ppl at home been prayign and all that...its better.. a sigh of relief ...
:: juxtaposed by pearle :: Juxtaposed thoughts sanctioned :: Wednesday, January 31, 2007
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