1) *sigh*. i swear THIS will be the last story from a friend. can't blame me for forgetting this one since this was way back in 96'.
sixth grade. i still remember clearly where i sat... and who i sat next to; a bratty, annoyingly loud mouthed girl. thats what i, a 12 year old whose hormones hasn't acted up yet, thought of her anyway. one day, she spent the whole day at school completely silent. not a squeak out of her. this went on for a few days.
worried, her friends asked her what was wrong. bored, i eavesdropped on the conversation.
most of you should probably know the road leading to Bandar from Serusop, where on the right, you got an army garrisson, and to the left, a set of apartments right after passing the gas station. apparently, she was in one of those apartments areas with her parents visiting her cousins a few days back.
she and her cousins were playing tennis (or badminton. whatever) on the parking area close to their apartments. it was already wwwaaaaaayyyy past Maghrib at the time, when they heard a female chuckle.
in the next apartment building, right across theirs, theres a patch of banana trees. in the middle, they could see the face of a wild haired woman staring at them from afar, her body hiding behind one of the trees. they did what any normal little girls would at such a sight; run screaming and crying.
a few days after hearing the story, we were back quarelling like usual...
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