This ghostly story took place one night at my school hostel. Our hostel had been facing electricity failures due to short-circuiting over the past four months, and so it was that fateful night. But let me start my story.
It was 12.30am. My friend and I had decided to launch a ‘catch a tokay lizard’ operation. There’s a rumour that if you sell a tokay, you would end up very rich. We were also not very sleepy and wanted to have some fun. A little after 1.00am, we made our way to the toilet. To get there, we needed to walk across our room and through the ironing room.
Suddenly, I heard a woman crying. At first, I kept silent because I thought my friend had made the sounds. But as we neared the end of the passage, my friend stopped and looked back at me, asking, “You made that cry, huh?” Immediately, the crying grew louder. We stood in silence for a moment and then turned into Usain Bolt.
Since then, whenever I go to the toilet I always make sure it’s before midnight.
Story submitted by parkhaejin2k17
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