Last night I watched "Alone" alone. Guess what, I swicthed my player off before the film ended. Lately I kind of "feel" something. Maybe it's just me.
First night at Pinky house I couldn't sleep well. I had a list to do for my campus initiation. But there was another thing that shocked me to my throat.
The sound of spooky little bells! I still had a thought stuck on my mind, a story that I heard when I was a little girl. My friend said when you heard the sound of little bells, it meant that there was a living skeleton walking around your house.
My heart was pounding really hard imagining that horrible creature passing by my room. What got my nerve was that sound sometimes dissapeared and sometimes could be heard again. What did the ghost want? Dry my blood?
Being tortured by the sound, I decided to face my fear. I made up my mind to go out and see the living skeleton itself. So when I heard the sound from the distance I went out.
There was a light and the ringing sound came closer... my knees started trembling. Okay... I was ready to pass out nicely.
Then the truth was revealed. One moment you were scared to death, the next moment you couldn't stop laughing. I suddenly felt that I was so silly.
You know what "the ghost" really was? Sate Madura vendor!
Yes. The vendors used a boat-like cart and put some little bells on the wheel axis to let their precence known by customers. What a silly fear indeed. Hahaha.
After knowing that, I wasn't afraid anymore. I was even happy when I heard that sound coz I liked sate Madura!
First fear was out. Next one was awaiting. Well, it's not a fear. It's just weird experience. One night, almost dawn actually, I was awake when I overheard something. A sound of gamelan. Really? In this hour?? Who would play that??
I listened carefully to that sound, making sure that I wasn't dreaming. Yes, it was gamelan. I wondered how dilligent Jogja people were, rehearsing this early. Then I wasn't sure...
I told some people about this experience and they said that it was a common thing for newcomers when they heard such thing. It meant that they were welcome and they would feel Jogja as their home. Wow...
True or not, believe it or not, I do feel Jogja as my second home and I did live there for years.
Pinky house didn't give me horrifying experience in term of "the other world", but my friends did experience that. A friend of my boarding house friend had an ability seeing "things". He said that there was "an old man" living in this house, on Rambutan tree particularly. He was okay. Meant that he didn't like to disturb the residents. Good for him. Us. Whatever.
Yeah, no one wanted to be disturbed, especially by transparent creature.
But, what my other boarding house friend experienced was pretty thrilling. She had that kind of ability to see things too, but most of the time she met the dark ones. I remember one day she ran from the bathroom and entered my room, shaking. She was still wet in her towel. She said that she saw "a man" in the bathroom, on the wall.
Okay, who could believe that when it happened at noon? But, she was really pale and shocked.
Another day she said that that night she was forced to leave her bedroom by a demonic creature. It shook her bed and asked her to go. It wasn't a dream coz she was awake at the moment.
Then again, I didn't really believe it nor ignore it. That world is beyond my senses to see. And somehow I hope that I won't meet it personally. No, thank you.
But, we do feel when something is different sometimes. We get the goosebump, feel the chill. Actually we have the "device", just not improved or maybe we don't want it improved. Like one time when my boarding house friends and I tried to look for a house to rent. When I entered a house in Karangwuni, especially on the well and kitchen...suddenly I felt the shiver and my heart said "I'm not gonna live in this house". So when my friends asked my opinion I just said "NO WAY." Maybe we can call it instict or conscious or sixth sense. Whatever we name it, it helps us to decide what's good for us.
Sling shot.
I was quite mischievous, you know. I had long hair up to my back and one night I made a prank on my friends. There were three girls (Ely, Danik and Lia) in Ely's room. They were having a nice conversation when I suddenly showed up on the window, with my long hair covering my face. I just stood still until they realized being watched and when they saw the figure with such hair, they thought I was a ghost and they scream to their hearts content then covered themselves with pillows. And I laughed so hard. Gotcha!
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