Am I Different?
(S2) ~ Story Stevia

"Come on dong, Pia," I kept telling Stevia to tell me.

Somehow I was too curious about this kid, he was too great to have the ability that I also had.

He is inversely proportional to me, although both have the same ability, whether what can make us different ways of responding to it.

"So, I'm telling this story. Shame, fear of not believing," he said looking doubtful.

"Well, how do you think that? Kan Keyla is also the same as you, son," said the mother.

Stevia smiled as she closed her mouth.

"I'm a story, yeah. So gini ..." said he then told me.

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~Stories Stevia~

POV Stevia

I have this ability since childhood, if asked, are you not afraid? Have you ever hurt them? How can you be this brave?

Of course everything I answered, yes I was actually also afraid of them, I even tried to be injured many times and one more all need a process so that I can until now.

If you say I'm still early. But all are accustomed to me, even I am currently in saturated times often see and respond to them.

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That night, I was about five years old and I happened to have a bad habit of waking up in the middle of the night. I used to only wear panties when I slept, I woke up.

I looked to my right and left, watching my parents sleeping with me. Outside the room, it sounded like people were talking. And at that time I was a child just thought it might be the voice of my brother or my house assistant.

I didn't understand the time either. I got out of my bed, heading towards the source of the sound. All I know at that time was just playing, so if I feel there is a friend I immediately rushed over.

Slowly but surely, I walked to the ground floor because I slept upstairs in my house. The voice sounded out loud in my ear, but could not catch a single speaker.

I walk, run the stairs one by one I go down. But when I reached the middle of the stairs, I saw the dark ground floor. As always, my housekeeper likes to turn off the lights on the nawah floor. If something lights up it's only one or two, it uses a small lamp.

"Mom, Mommy Ety." Call me.

Mak Ety was my house assistant, he used to take care of me as a kid. But since I started growing up, she was just a housekeeper helping to clean this house.

She was a widow and had no children, so she never returned home. And he also has no parents, because they have all died.

I walked back down the stairs, I tried to find a light switch so the room didn't look dark.

"Mr Ety, Brother Zaky," call me.

But no one said anything, they were just busy talking to themselves. I hesitated to go down, so I decided to sit on the stairs that I was walking on.

"Mrs Ety?" call me again.

Suddenly the voice became the center of attention. At this time I did not hear anymore, the atmosphere became quiet. At that time I just sat quietly on the stairs, occasionally playing my fingers on the handle of the stairs.

I sang a children's song that teachers used to sing at my school. Suddenly, while I was cool, there was the sound of footsteps being dragged.

At first I didn't pay attention to it, because I thought my parents were. However, after that I felt him right behind me and right then and there I felt something strange about the air that suddenly felt different.

I turned and right behind me stood a tall woman. I don't know if I'm even casually looking at it.

"Mother, then fall do not cover his face," I said innocently.

Sometimes I find it funny to remember, the ghost may be disappointed when I see my usual expression when I see it.

I heard him growling, maybe he was trying to scare me. But no matter what was on my mind at the time, I still thought it was my mother.

I walked up to him, then held his cold hand. The fingers feel longer and rougher.

"Mother, cold yes. His hands are cold, he will hug Pia, yes" I said.

The ghost just followed my invitation. Arriving at the room, I saw that my parents were still lying there, and then I looked up at the ghost.

I let go of my grip, then walked back because I already knew that he wasn't my round. Slowly he opened his face cover, so shocked when he saw his sinister face.

Wide mouth, black eyes, long hair.

"You who? You are not Mother!" I said with a trembling voice.

He just laughed, making my ears hurt.

"Mother!" my yelling.

I looked at my parents, they were shocked to hear my screams. Father and mother rushed over when they saw an evil creature in front of me.

"Mother, please!" my spoken.

Mother immediately hugged me, while the father blocked the creature that tried to approach. I don't know what they're doing I don't know.

Again the creature growled.

"I just want to play" said the creature.

Dad looked at me, then looked back at the creature.

"Not many reasons!" snapping dad, then he said his mouth kamit I don't know what else was said.

Along with father's words, I saw the creature wriggling like it was withstanding pain.

"Hot! I'm not gonna hurt her, I just wanna be friends. Stop reading!" said the creature in a high tone.

"No! Go!" sahut mother.

"If I hurt, I've eaten it from the outside! As she clasped my hand, I felt her strength was great, I couldn't fight her!" firmly the creature.

The creature was growling.

"Stop! Don't let me hurt you!" bully the creature to dad.

At that time I even felt kasian to him, I accidentally took off my mother's embrace and approached my father.

"Dad, already," I said.

"Bun, please take Pia out first," I told you.

"I'm here, he didn't hurt me" I said.

Mom pulled into her cradle, then took me out of the room. I was thrashing, it might feel weird but I believe the ghost won't hurt me.

Mother came down the stairs with a small run, while holding me who thrashed.

"Mrs Ety! Zakey!" my mother shouted calling my housekeeper and my sister.

"Mother, Pia's coming with Dad" I said as my hand punched her in the shoulder.

Mother kept carrying me to Brother Zaky's room on the ground floor. I saw Brother Zaky running over and Mak Ety doing the same.

Connect ....