Staring blankly up the starless cloudy sky, as the cold wind runs chills to my bones, as the light around me fades slowly, sound gets lesser and lesser, ‘til silence finally took its flight.
Ticking clock, dripping faucet, footsteps seemed to come closer to my direction, barking and howling dogs, what am I doing this late? I want to close my window, but I can barely glance at it, what if someone is staring at me, what if I see a bloody person glaring at me, reaching out to me.
I can’t even step off my bed, what if a child’s hand suddenly grab my feet and drag me under, force me to look at his eyes crying with blood, bruises in the neck, wounds, stitches, and everything, or what if a headless man is standing next to me? I want to wake my sister but what if it’s not her? What would I do if a long haired old lady is in my bed?
The worst possible thing just happened. Electricity failure. It’s so dark, I can see nothing, my heart starts to beat faster ‘til it’s the only thing I can hear, I can hardly breath, I want to run, scream, and wake everyone, I’m trembling, goose bumps is all over, I want to cry. I’m trying to find my phone but what if my hand find something else?
The footsteps again, its getting louder and louder, and the door suddenly opens, poof! It’s my Omie saying “Go to sleep already, 7am in case you forgot”
I should refrain drinking too much coffee, or stop watching horror movies, it creates paranoia on my nerves, worst, I can’t seem to sleep.
I am a very trying hard horror writer. This won’t scare you, it would make you laugh out loud, I should forget about having a horror career and reconsider comedy.
Not only that, this article has no substance at all. Kung baga sa grammar, fragment lang, and needs supplement of wonderful major major reconstruction, kung baga sa food, half-cook, kulang sa spices or nagluto ka pa! lason ba ito? Do you plan to kill me ang drama.
This is what you get from recycling oldies, worst I’ve translated it from Filipino to English.
I should be shot in Luneta for doing such crime, or be a breakfast to Lolong, be a bullet to a cannon to Libya, be sent to a no return mission, these should be an enough punishment, or if you can suggest more, tell me . Duh.
The astonishing magic of cramming does not seem to work with me. I think I should hire a witch to make it my slave.
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