The Horror Story
Clanging Clock

About a month ago my father brought a closet-sized pendulum clock into the living room and he told us that it was bought from a grandfather who lived a kara, the grandparents sold the pendulum clock because it was in need of money then my father bought the used clock for 600 thousand.

While we were having dinner together suddenly the clock was ticking but strangely the clock was clanging not according to the time indicated because at that time the time showed 08:00 But the clock only chimed twice, and then I felt that the clock had been broken, because what I remember when the afternoon was still clanging with a normal amount.

Then I suggested to my father to sell the watch or throw it away, but my father disagreed with my advice and he told us never to sell or throw away the watch even when it is no longer in the world, at that moment I had a bad feeling that my father did not usually talk about death and it was true that eight days later I received bad news that my father had died in a traffic accident.

Since my father passed away about a month ago the clock has been in the living room and we have never used it since the battery was empty. While we were having dinner together, my mother asked my brother to buy her a clock battery after she was working, then my brother agreed with Mother's request and on the turn of the day on a sunny afternoon I was with My Brother cleaning the clock from the dust and replacing the battery with a new one.

Then since the clock was revived the sound of the clock counter is normal amount according to the time indicated, but the day when we were having breakfast suddenly the clock chimed three times even though the time showed at 07:00 Suddenly my premonition went bad and I could only pray that everything would be fine. But my prayers were not answered because a few days later my mother fell ill and she was rushed to the hospital, until she died in March.

The death of my mother and father was the most painful thing I have ever felt in my life. For days in my room I could only cry and pray. Crying because they miss them and praying because they want them to stay happy in nature.

When I was alone in the house suddenly the bell rang. At first I thought it was my sister who came but it was my aunt who was visiting with her husband and son. Tanteku gave us a large plastic package with food staples and five hundred thousand rupiah.then he advised me to stay strong in life even without both parents. I thanked him so much that he went home with his husband and son. In the afternoon, I fairly distributed the money to my brother.

When we had dinner together suddenly the clock again chimed three times even though the clock showed at 09:00 Suddenly I also realized there was an oddity with the clock, then I tried to explain to my brother that the clock seemed to have a curse. Because before Dad died the clock was ringing twice at 08:00 p.m., and he died in February eight days after the chimney, and then my brother said it was just a coincidence, I also replied that it could not be a coincidence because if remembered again the clock ever tolled three times at 07:00 A. M. and Mom died in March and seven days after the clock struck, again my brother said that it was just a coincidence because the name of death is the destiny of God and I could only be silent a thousand words.

The next day my sister received a phone call from my aunt's husband, and then after she hung up the call, she said, he told me that our ten-year-old cousin Sella had suddenly died for no reason and that afternoon we headed to her funeral, then after the funeral was over my aunt kept quiet with her face that looked like a tough person in the face of reality, but I could feel the fragility in her heart. I understood it because I was once in such a condition and before long my brother took me home.

When night fell we sat in the living room, and my sister told me that Sella's death was proof that the clock's curse was just a coincidence. Because if the curse is true, Sella should have died nine days after the clock struck and for now what she said feels right, but seven days later my aunt unexpectedly called me in a very sad voice. he told me that my aunt had killed herself and was suspected of suicide because she was stressed to face the fact that her daughter had died and I was speechless.

Then at night when I was in the room suddenly the clock struck three times at 10:00. I don't know what will happen ten days later but I can only hope that God doesn't take my family's life again. Because so many members of my family have died, but that hope has been lost because ten days later we get local news, that the police found the body of my aunt's husband floating in the river near the compound where she lives. His death was suspected to be a suicide and now I am more convinced that the clock's curse premonition is indeed true.

When my brother fell asleep in his room. I secretly photographed the watch with a camera HP and promoted it through an online store and then I put a very cheap price that is at the price of 200 thousand. After I promoted the clock, suddenly this cursed object clang three times at 01:00 Then I had a hunch that made my body goosebumps because it seemed like tomorrow we would get the news of death again.

Then in the morning I got a message from the person who wanted to buy the watch and he wrote a message that he would come to the house today to do a sale and purchase transaction but he did not know what time it must have come, I also decided to wait for the buyer. Some time later in the afternoon covered with cloud cloud over the buyer finally came to my house, then he looked at the details on the clock. Not long after my brother came home and he asked who the teenager was, I explained that he was the one who would buy the watch. Suddenly my brother was angry and he immediately kicked the buyer out of the house, then after that he scolded me by saying that I did not appreciate Dad's message when Dad was alive and whenever he swore to hold fast to the message, regrettably I replied that the Clock was an unlucky and cursed bearer, Suddenly he hit me in the face very hard.

After he hit me in the face and then calmly mocked me by saying that I was stupid, because I had thought that the clock was cursed, listening to the mockery my heart grew hotter and more irritated and without me realizing I was walking into the kitchen, then took the hammer on the dining table and with all my might I threw the hammer towards his face and he immediately fell to the floor. Then because I panicked I took the hammer again and hit it on the head repeatedly until it was bloodied and now I understand that I'm the one who made the curse at the punch 01:00 that night came true.

Then suddenly the clock made a happy laugh of a woman who was very terrible and made my whole body goosebumps. Then I tried to smash the clock with the hammer of my brother's blood, but it was indestructible and on the turn of the day I called the police and confessed all my actions.

A few years after that incident I was released from a holding cell and now I look like an adult in my 30s, then when I was in the house all the windows looked dusty and the clock seemed to no longer work. Then on that day I promoted the watch to the online store and I am grateful that someone would buy the watch for 600 thousand rupiah but I did not tell him the problem of the watch, Because if I told him about the clock, he probably wouldn't buy it, and now that shit ain't in my house anymore, it's just that I'm lonely.

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