For all these years, I've always thought that the supernatural was scary but after that incident, maybe things have changed. I guess I always feared the things that weren't explainable by physics or were just purely unexplainable. Sometimes we don't know whether its fiction or fact and that's why we fear them so much.

That once in a lifetime experience changed me. Well, at least I think it did.

A week ago or something, I decided to skip school again. As usual, I chose to sleep at home and snore my heart out until... uh 11?

It would have been normal had I not woken up in the middle of my sleep and noticed it.

Perhaps I was just too tired or it was my imagination. Up till now, I'm still unsure. Whatever it is, I know it's not my clothes.

Anyway, I saw something. It was white and it hopped. I wish I could say it was a Chinese vampire like those in movies where you place a talisman on its head and it stops hopping, but its not.

Okay, so if you've watched the pontianak musical in which I acted in, you would probably know about the character Poch. Poch is this very adorable ghost who is all wrapped up and hops around.

I wouldn't know how to describe it but perhaps a photo would be sufficient. After all, a picture tells a thousand words.

 

Okay. Sorry if that photo scared you. Just scroll down and ignore if you don't like it because if you're scared imagine what I feel.

Because I bloody hell saw that. Okay, maybe not exactly that but yeah. Something similar.

So if you don't want to listen to my story. Or sorry, read... Maybe you should just close this site instead.

So like I was saying, I was sleeping when I saw it. After I saw it, I tried to speak or at least mumble something but my mouth just wouldn't open or omit any sound. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't.

So, I fell asleep. For like a few seconds and woke up.

I looked forward and tried searching for that thing. Everything was looking normal because there were colours and everything. However, within a minute, it changed.

My world changed to grey and it was scary. Can you imagine? It turned grey!? My ears were ringing and I couldn't hear anything. It felt like my body was frozen.

What felt worse was that I was alone. So, I did the one thing I could do, close my eyes and fall asleep. And I did just that.

When I woke up, it was all over.

Actually, the grey colour was the face. They say that the poch's face is either grey or black. Well, I say... Good luck to me.

Sigh, I don't know why I even saw it.

Huzzy said that maybe I was too tired. I might be but it's okay.

Oh well, I'm not that scared of him or ghost or whatever la.

The dead aren't as scary as those living.

The living can hurt us with their words and break our hearts but the dead?

The most they can do is physical damage and kill us?

I'm more scared of the living especially after what's been going on.

No dead can hurt me. (: