Indigo Children Diary
Mysterious Screeches

Dear Diary's,

The mysterious shriek that woke me up that morning. It sounded so loud and made my head and ears hurt. It turns out I'm not the only one who heard it.

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My eyes opened when I heard a shrill screech. And that bothers me a lot. My heart is pounding, my breath is panting. My ears hurt from the screech I just heard. My palms are closed to my ears.

"It hurts my ears." My stint.

Although my sleep all night is fairly lacking and still sleepy. I woke up from my sleep and opened the window. My eyes were exploring around the windows and the garden. Looking for the source of the screeches, there might be something I got from outside the room.

"Whose voice is it? Not very good at the horrors." Gumamku.

"May be blind in the morning too. Just interrupt it."

My eyes traced the garden area that morning. Only plants were doused in rainwater last night. The leaves of the tree staggered the wind to and fro and several bird tweets were heard. Not wanting to miss this unusual atmosphere I found, I inhaled a deep napad and slowly exhaled.

"It's fresh this morning." I murmured while giving my sweet smile to welcome today.

For me who can be said to rarely wake up early, indeed this morning I feel amazed by the beautiful treats of the scenery this morning. Grateful for the gift of the almighty who still woke me up this morning with an atmosphere that was no less martyred. My smile grew more beautiful adorning both of my cheeks are fairly tapered. However, I suddenly thought back to my original purpose of opening the window this early.

"Oh yes. What was that voice?" shirihku.

I looked at the left and right windows of my room. Just a view of the walls and roof. While I looked down, there was only the garden I had told you about.

"Hmmm-- There's nobody." Saying again.

Because I didn't find anything behind the window. I closed the window again, because it was still too dark. I intend to close my eyes for a while before getting ready to go to school. Because it is sleepy still crawling this body.

"Hoams-"

"Sleeping a little a." I said as I laid my body back on the bed.

My eyes turned towards the nightstand beside the bed. Time shows at 05.30 WIB. After making absolutely sure that it's still morning. I slowly closed my eyes.

"Please!" I vaguely heard that voice.

Heard a vague voice for help that was heard by my ears several times. As fast as lightning I opened both my eyes at the same time. I plug my ears to find out if it's really a human voice, or a mere hallucination.

"Mama?" I was the right one, the voice of my mother immediately got up and ran out.

I who had been laying down on the bed, immediately jumped to my feet. When I opened the room door, along with Bang Ganjar who came out of the room. His eyes implied a question about what was going on.

"What's wrong?" Ask me.

I lifted my shoulders as a sign of not knowing what was going on. Half ran me and Bang Ganjar towards the source of the sound. It turned out that mom and dad were helping Ma'am Yayuk who was lying on the floor. I was confused to help as much as I could.

"What what what ma?" I panic.

"Mbak Yayuk suddenly fainted." My mother answered briefly.

"Let's help you take it to her room." Bring papa.

Papa, Mama, and Bang Ganjar took Mbak Yayuk to his room. I was looking for wind oil for him. I immediately ran to where the medicine box was not far from the dining room.

I walked towards where the medicine box was. By walking somewhat hurriedly, there was an unusual feeling enveloping me. Like someone was watching my movements.

The uncomfortable feeling the stronger I felt. A slight feeling made my skin goosebumps. My chest is a little tight in that room. My eyes glanced around, looking for something that might be in that place.

"Tight stuff." I murmured in my heart.

Because the medicine box was stuck to the wall and my body was unable to reach it. I took a chair to reach for the medicine box. I looked back as soon as I felt a shadow passing by. But there was no one behind me.

After getting the stuff I was looking for. I immediately ran from that place and followed to Mbak Yayuk's room which was located in the back corner of this house. I saw Mbak Yayuk was lying in his simple bed.

"This is wind oil as much as drinking water." I said as I went into Madam Yayuk's room.

Mama immediately rubbed the wind oil on the body area Mbak Yayuk. With the help of this wind oil hope Mbak Yayuk can soon wake up. Sometimes mama massaged Mbak Yayuk's neck with the oil.

Sure enough, don't wait long. Mbak Yayuk also woke up from his stupor. His eyes slowly opened, although his face still looked very pale. Mama offered a glass of water that Bang Ganjar had taken from the kitchen.

"Drink first, mbak." Mama said.

Mbak Yayuk immediately upheld the drink. Even if only a few times. But it seems to make him a little calmer.

"Why mbak?" Ask Dad to Yayuk.

"There were screams and creepy shadows of the sir." Reply Ma'am Yayuk.

"Huh?" I'm appalled.

"Why Kalista?" Papa asked me.

"What I heard earlier was also heard by Mbak Yayuk?" My inner.

"Don't cry on a Kalista." Papa.

"Hmmm.... I heard screaming too. Uh, people were squealing this morning." My speech.

"What scream? Mama and papa on the first floor didn't hear anything." Mama said sure.

"Sound clearly ma. Make the head and ears hurt. Is it mbak?" I said while asking for Yayuk's approval.

Although still limp, Mbak Yayuk nodded slowly. As a sign of confirming my statement just now.

"I saw his figure. Tall, black and big. Made me faint immediately." Ma'am Yayuk tried to describe.

"Huh? Is it really like that?" My toot.

"Yes." Yeah." Mbak Yayuk replied briefly.

Mom felt the chatter this time was beyond logic. So my mom stopped the strange chat theme this morning.

"This is on what chat? Don't talk about it." Sahut.

"Maybe Mbak Yayuk is just tired or catching a cold." Papa agrees with mom.

"Yes already mbak. You take a day off today." Mama said.

Because the sun is beginning to shine. Me, papa, mama , and Bang Ganjar came out of Mbak Yayuk's room to prepare with their respective activities. Although in my mind I still argue about the mysterious screeches and figures described by Mbak Yayuk.

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What figure anyway? Why bother Mbak Yayuk? Continue the chapter! 👻👻👻