Horror And Mystery Stories
TERRORIZED BY MYSTERIOUS GRANDPA

Terrorized Mysterious Grandpa For Pissing on Old Trees

For urinating recklessly on an old tree, ********* a young man swells and purifies. Not only that, he was often terrorized by the figure of a creepy-faced hunchback grandfather, who claimed to be a tree dweller who had been dirty. What about the mystical story?

Call me Chandra, 22 years old. I was a student at one of the private universities in Jakarta. This mystical experience began when my campus friends and I were recreation to Pelabuhan Ratu, to fill the end of the semester holiday.

I hope this story can be taken. Yes, at least be careful in doing every activity, because in this world without us knowing there is another dimension of life, in which live creatures that can not be seen with the naked eye.

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One morning in August 2005, I woke up to the sound of a motorcycle troupe roaring in my front yard. Then I looked at the wall clock in the bedroom. "Geez!", I cried in my heart, when I saw the clock showing at 8 am.

Indeed, to fill a long vacation, today I will be with campus friends to be recreation to Pelabuhan Ratu, Sukabumi. As he was about to get out of bed, suddenly the door of the room opened wide and several people entered. They were none other than my college friends.

"Gini day is still a slur? Huh, you son of a bitch!", cried Muiz, while hitting a bolster pillow into my head.

"The speed with which you take a shower, friends are waiting ahead!", said Indra.

With shaky steps and eyes half closed, I walked to the bathroom.

At about half ten in the morning me and the group went to Pelabuhan Ratu. We chose the motorcycle as a vehicle. In addition to more practical and avoid congestion, with motorcycle adventure sensation will be more felt and can spur adrenaline.

Convoyed in an orderly manner, we traverse the winding streets, climbing and descending. Passing through rows of shady trees and towering hills. When we feel tired and thirsty, we also rest in shady trees. While we were tired, we joked. After getting enough rest, we went back on our way.

At around 16:00 pm, or for five hours of travel, we finally arrived at Karang Hawu which is not far from the Samudra Beach hotel. The sound of waves and white sand seemed to welcome our arrival. Cheers also sounded boisterous fused with the waves as my friends threw themselves into the sea. My soul was at peace as I stood by the shore and stared at the vast blue water. I breathed in the fresh wind that came to my face and hair.

Long story short, we spent time having fun, joking around while warming ourselves up at the campfire and sleeping in a tent overlooking the beach. What a wonderful and unforgettable experience.

After two days in Pelabuhan Ratu, we finally ended the fun holiday. It feels like we want to linger in Pelabuhan Ratu, but it is impossible, tomorrow we have to get ready to take courses.

Because of fatigue and fatigue plus drowsiness that continues to whack due to staying up late, on the way we spend a lot of time to rest. Until we finally stopped and rested in an old hut that was on the side of the road.

That's where the beginning of the disaster that befell me. At that time me and some of my friends wanted to pee. Right behind the hut was a very large tree, densely leafed and had sturdy roots. Seeing that there was a suitable place to urinate, I went to the tree and took my friend. But my friend refused, they prefer a shrub not far from the tree.

"Don't pee there Chandra! Who knows if there are inhabitants!", Muiz warned.

"Yes right, the tree looks scary and haunted! Find a safe place!", Sanusi added.

Hearing the words of my two friends, I laughed. "It's ridiculous that they still believe in superstition" I thought.

"You're a student, you're high school but you still believe in ghosts. The bottom of the village!", I sneered while spraying my urine on the tree of enormous diameter.

Indeed, there were no strange things that I experienced at that time. Everything is still going normally.

After resting for 20 minutes more in the uninhabited hut, we went back on our way.

However, just as the group was about to continue the journey, I suddenly felt something radiating through my body. Yes, I felt my body temperature turn cold, then my eyes seemed to be twitching, and my head felt very dizzy. But this incident only lasted for a while, because everything returned to normal. That's why I consider it only as an effect of the tiredness that plagues my body.

At about eight in the evening, we all arrived in Jakarta in good health. Meanwhile, when I got home I immediately laid my body on the bed, and in a matter of seconds I fell asleep.

The next day, I was doing my usual activities. But there is something that often bothers me, namely itching in my cock. At first, I considered it because I was exposed to common skin diseases due to wearing towels alternately with my friends while in Pelabuhan Ratu, or maybe the itching is due to less sterile water when bathing in a public bathroom. And most likely, it's because I'm late changing my panties.

But strangely, within a week the itching did not disappear, even more so. Though I have given him powder, even I also shower with antiseptic soap. But why is the feeling of it becoming so?

Because I couldn't stand the itching, I tried to see what happened to my cock. "Oh my God!", I cried as I saw "my little bird" slumbering. Around the area my shame was filled with small spots. I was completely unaware of what had happened. Some time ago when I was about to urinate, I did not see the spots.

At that time I immediately went to the doctor to check my illness. After the examination, the doctor said I had a dirty disease, namely syphlis. Of course I disagree with what the doctor said, because I have never had sex with a woman, let alone a dirty woman. At the age of 22, I have never had a good relationship with ******* or with my girlfriend. During a special relationship with a woman, to kiss her lips alone I had no guts let alone have sex.

Even though I did not accept the conclusion of the doctor, I still followed his suggestions, hoping to recover from my illness. The prescription drugs given I redeemed with money that is not small.

But after following the doctor's advice and taking the medicine he gave, the disease I had never healed, even worse. The small spots have turned into progressively enlarged lumps and are accompanied by a tremendous itching. Unfortunately again, when I was about to urinate it was painful until it was difficult to remove my urine. Of course, this made me even more worried about this strange disease.

Ever since I suffered from this strange disease, I did not want to tell anyone, my family or friends. I am ashamed to tell it and afraid of being accused of doing something. I locked myself in my room more.

Unfortunately again, the more days those bumps get itchy and torment me. Because I was not strong to bear my own burden and needed advice from the family, I finally told my father what happened to me. As I thought, my father accused me of negative things. Then my father took me to a specialist. The doctor who examined me said that from the characteristics of the disease I suffered, I got syphlis. But when my blood was examined in the lab, it turned out to be negative. I don't have any kind of venereal disease.

Of course the diagnosis made the doctor confused especially me and dad.

After intensive treatment from a doctor, my condition did not change at all. The pain I was suffering was getting worse. My cock seemed to swell, as the lump around my genitals grew bigger and pus-filled. The bumps also spread to the buttocks and stomach. The itching in the genitals turned into a pain that made me unable to walk. As a result, my health has deteriorated. High body temperature, accompanied by chills. Surprisingly, as the lump in my genitals grew, my body condition grew thinner.

Confusingly, during the strange illness, I also often had nightmares. In the dream again I saw a creepy-faced hunchback grandfather who laughed curled up to see my situation. He seemed happy to see me suffer.

Even then, I not only saw the mysterious grandfather in the dream, but also in a conscious state. I often saw the figure standing by the window of the room with eyes glaring as if to eat my genitals. Seeing that creepy figure of course I screamed in fear.

I'm trying to tell this weirdness to my mom and dad. But they thought it was a hallucination.

In the meantime, my condition is getting worse. Along with that also the strangeness is increasingly hurting me. One night while sleeping, I was startled by the sound of laughter. When I opened my eyes, I saw the hunchback grandfather standing on top of my body, stomping on my cock. Seeing that, of course, I screamed in fear, to wake up the whole house.

Seeing my increasingly apprehensive condition, made my parents sad. Same with my friends and college friends. All efforts have been made to heal me, but the results have been in vain. But God is Most Merciful and Most Merciful to His people. With His permission I was met with a noble hearted man and clairvoyant. Call it Arif. My meeting with Mr. Arif was unexpected. My uncle who was in Solo happened to be in Jakarta, because there was some business. Hearing that I was seriously ill my uncle immediately visited me, who was coincidentally with Mr. Arif, one of his office friends.

When I first saw my helpless condition, Mr. Arif was very surprised. Many times he uttered the word istigfar. Mr. Arif told me, as well as my family, what had really happened to me. He said that I did not have a medical illness, but a jinn disorder. From the results of detection and branching, I have made the genie creature angry because it has littered his house, which is none other than the tree I peed while on the way home from Pelabuhan Ratu to Jakarta.

Hearing the words of Mr. Arif, I immediately remembered and admitted that I had urinated carelessly. It is in a giant tree. Hearing my confession, then Mr. Arif asked my parents for permission and blessing to try to heal me. Then Mr. Arif asked for a glass of water, then he sat cross-legged and recited prayers in the water. Just as he was about to drink the water to me, suddenly out of nowhere there was something force hitting the glass. Prangs! The glass broke in Mr. Arif's hand. Fortunately, my face and Mr. Arif's face were not exposed to broken glass.

Seeing this incident, everyone in my room gasped in shock. The atmosphere was increasingly tense and tense when the room window moved strongly hit by the wind that suddenly came, even though that night there was no sign of rain going down.

Seeing the strange gelagat Mr. Arif then put up the horses. It was strange, right in front of him I saw a hunchback grandfather who often terrorized me. It turned out that the hunchback grandfather was angry that Mr. Arif was trying to heal me.

When I saw the grandfather trying to attack Mr. Arif, I screamed in fear and pointed at the grandfather who was standing straight by the window. But strangely, the father, mother, uncle and relatives who were in my room saw nothing. Only me and Mr. Arif saw the creepy figure.

With silat movements, Mr. Arif finally managed to defeat the hunchback grandfather. Desperate, the figure of the hunchback grandfather penetrated into my mother's body. Mom instantly shuts up, for possession. We all panicked. She attacked anyone close to her. Fortunately, Mr. Arif remained calm. With a quick movement and just one hit the magical figure was successfully removed and returned to its origin.

After all was calm and restrained, Mr. Arif again gave me water which he first gave prayers. After drinking the water I felt better and calmer. Mr. Arif then pointed his hand at my cock. His hand movements were like throwing something out of my cock. Mr. Arif said that the treatment can not be done once, but must be routine until I recover completely, because there is a negative energy that is too long in my body.

Alhamdullillah, after undergoing water therapy that has been given a prayer by Mr. Arif, not until one month I have healed. The small bumps on my genitals were no longer there and my health was restored. I thank God for giving me healing.

Since this incident I no longer urinate carelessly. I was afraid that the events I had experienced would happen again to me.