The night has fallen across the land. It was already 10 P.M., my youngest
brother was walking alone on his way home in a narrow road paved with darkness. Then all of a sudden, he felt the cold wind penetrate his skin and
saw a naked child
run after him and disappeared in the dark. He just ignored it, thinking that the young chap was one of our neighbor’s son. But, when he ask the bystander’s on the street if they saw a child before him, he felt horrified because they
told him that they didn’t saw anyone who passed by. My brother just quickly turn away and continue walking on the railroad trying not to look around the strange surroundings. And again, the child ran through his way and diminished in the thin air. That ghost must be playing prank on him. To his bewilderment, he run as fast as he could and finally got home, and had eaten his dinner. When he was about to turn off the switch near the window, he was dumbfounded because he saw the child facing his back. As the young lad was turning, my brother started to freak out and ran hurriedly upstairs to his room.
The next day after that incident, me and my
classmate decided to stay in our house to do our case study to be pass in the morning to our clinical instructor. So, we really need to finish it.
It was 2:30 AM already, my
body was starting to get heavy and my eyes were starting to get blurred. So, I asked my classmate to finish it herself.
I prepared her bed and me, as usual, I slept on the couch. I laid my weary body, calm my head and close my eyes. Few minutes later, I was half asleep. My classmate woke me by force. She told me that she saw something strange in the kitchen. I asked her what it is and she told me that it was a little boy standing in the dim
kitchen gazing intently at us. His face was blurred and his eyes seem to be angry. I felt my nerves tremendously shaking but I was trying to calm my classmate, convincing her that she was just hallucinating. Knowing that the child was really there, I can’t control myself anymore. My whole body was shaking and I felt my knees very weak. But we both manage to run upstairs and sleep at my room. After that incident, I told my family about what we saw in the kitchen. Then my brother uttered, It was the child who followed him on his way home.
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