Nostalgic Horror trip BY -D-

Been sleeping quite early as of late, explaining the lack of my contribution to this site (i write these stories late at night to get me to sleep, which may also explain the vocabs and grammar mistakes)

still taking place at the same old house, as i mentioned, the whole ground floor, the parking area, consisted of only one room meant to be a storage space. but since there was already a store room elsewhere, this was made into my brother's room. having to deal with a broken air conditioner one night, he opened up the windows (which were facing the driveways) to cool the room down (these are the kinda small windows that you usually see in a bathroom). late that night, he was woken up suddenly when he started to smell a sweet flowery fragrance coming from somewhere.

now onto a different night; if you've remembered, the ground floor has an extension leading to a small building made up of only 3 rooms, one of which was the maid's room. the window to her room looked out to the huge back lawn we had. further ahead, beyond the fence, was the driveway. one night (she sleeps very late, thanks to mom), as she was about to close the window curtains and go to sleep, she saw a slender white figure walking on the middle of the driveway, heading towards one of the neighbour's house.

they say cats (and based on some chinese urban legends i heard; dogs and horses), can see things we normally can't. like many bruneian families, we have pet cats. my older sister, particularly was an avid cat lover. back then, we were only allowed to keep a few (dad used to hate em'), but one was really special to my sis, she let it sleep with her in our room (she, my other sis, and me shared one big room). on one night, she was waken by the sudden sounds of scuttling on the floor. i was in my parent's room at the time (manja, nyamu~), while my other sis, sleeps like a log. as it turns out, it was the sound of her cat running around in circles, in the middle of the room, chasing the fan. this would have been an amusing scene, if not for a) it was late at night b)it has never done this before, nor did it do it again later on (nothing was attached to the fan) and c)it chased the fan for a long period of time, and everytime it stopped, it hissed and growled at the fan. after looking at this scene for God knows how long, my sis started to feel uncomfortable with it and recited the Al-Fatihah. as soon as she did, the cat made a detour straight into the door leading out, clawing the small gap under the door.

well, thats about the only stories i know on this house. y'know, speaking of cats.....