WRITER HORROR STORIES
CHAPTER 1-THREE TILT
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
A few moments later.
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
Bend on the clothes locker was heard again after a while.I who had been lying on my own bed was sweating coldly under the blanket because it was covered with a very intense fear.Maybe it's just not me alone.In fact anyone who is in my current position will feel the same experience.
Fear, trembling, cold sweating, almost shortness of breath because you have to hold your own breath, your heart rate is racing three times that of a normal heartbeat and may be hesteric if you do not have strong spiritual strength.
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
Tighten it more and more with my clothes locker.I who shiver fear more trembling not because.Malah my breath more and more choked dipped me.Truly tight so that my life is almost separated from the body.
Geck!
The bend was finally stopped in my clothes locker.I who was under the blanket could not move my body to curl up because of fear.My body suddenly stiff.I did not dare to move my body even a little because of the hard fear that enveloped me.Only just to breathe I have no power.
After a few minutes, then,the sound was more and more vaguely caught in my sense of hearing and caused me to breathe a sigh of relief.I was terrified as an effort to neutralize my heartbeat that I had been able to withstand a while ago.
The inhal!
The exhale!
That's what I did just now to ease the pressure on myself every time regardless of my fear.
Imagine, one year!Who has such a strong mental strength if all year long fear when the sound comes to you every night but can not see any effect.
But that's the reality.I even my other friends also have to live in that place because only one school is prodigy in that place to be a place to study from various villages.
I lived in the boarding school since I was twelve years old.When I was twelve years old, we were allowed to go home every evening to take food at home because the school did not provide dinner.
This is because my school is very sad and many are lacking.What else is developed in a rural area far from the city that does not have complete facilities.
When I was thirteen, I,I attended a better and promising village.The facilities are arguably adequate but have to live in a dormitory because where I came from far from high school.We were only allowed to go home two weeks once a month.And so Iya continued until I was nineteen.
Uhhh!It turns out finding knowledge in a foreign place is not easy.Many of which you have to sacrifice including being far from the beloved family where our age is still early.
The first time I entered the dorm in high school, I was really happy.Have roommates who are different religions and also their races.Come from the village that does not think they are rich, simple or poor, or poor,all make friends without choosing feathers.
But at nightfall, all the joy, pleasure and pleasure will be forcibly taken from the soul.
Wh why?
It all starts with three times deflecting at the door of your clothes locker.The sound will be intermittent a while before it sounds again and again so scream fear you can not.The same deflect will haunt every night you even though the distance between you and your friend is only a foot away, but you can not hug him.
As soon as night begins to arrive, get ready to face with the overwhelming fear that you want to go to the toilet too you can not get out of bed.Such a short story of a scary skew for a year I inhabited the dormitory.
Well, later we connect again okay.Pasal author himself must also breathe alem-dalem so focused on this story.
Do not forget the support for the author's work well.Help only.Cuma pecet..
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