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Wednesday, February 20, 2008 Y

i was having aparty with my friends in a ballroom of a shopping centre. feeling a little bored and a need to relieve myself, i went to the toilet alone after seeing my friends were all either dancing or mingling.

it's a long walk from the ballroom to the toilet.. a long long one. the toilet was situated at a corner of the shopping centre just like the one at beauty world.

pushed the oh-so-heavy door, i peeped inside. it wasn't lit. i thought it's was those sensor light just like those in blk 56, i stepped in.

it was very dark.. only a dim light situated somewhere i can't figure out, bright enough to see the first few cubicles.

without thinking much, i walked to the nearest cubicle. that's when i saw a piece of nicely cut red cloth hanging down from the ceiling.

some thoughts went through my mind.. but i ignored it.

so i turned towards the cubicle which was next to me. then, through the fade reflection of the tiles on the wall of the cubicle, something flew across behind me.

first instinct, run. but my legs turned jelly.

then, i heard sound of running water coming from one of the cubicle. thinking that there may be someone else in the toilet, i started to scream for help.

no sound come out from my mouth.

silent.

helpless.

with my jellied feet and panicky heart, i managed to move towards the exit door. then my feet stopped listening to my command and stop when i was about 2 metres from the door.

feeling helpless, fear, and desperatly wanted to get out of that freaking place and yet i couldn't, i sit on the make-up table which leads to the door.

gliding my butt on the table slowly towards the door, i started to chant.

things started to get better. as i was about to reach the door, i jumped off the table, pull the door open and walked out as fast as my jellied feet can carry me.

with my heart still thumping hard as if it's jumping out of my throat, i picked up my handphone and started calling my friends who were in the ballroom with my shivering hands.

no one pick up.

having no mood to party after the incident, i sat down on a bench to calm myself knowing that i'm still shivering.

feeling slightly better after closing my eyes for awhile, i decided to return to the ballroom.

right when i looked up, i saw a tall and slender lady boarding the escalator with long wavy hair, wearing a long chiffon dress turned slowly and smile at me.

..................

yea.. that was a nightmare that i had a couple of days ago. it's kinda typical, but it's a damn scary one if you seem as if you are encountering it. it was even scary than 2 incidents whereby i encountered something supernatural in reality.
i was awoken by it one morning and i couldn't get back to sleep after that. the scary part was the helplessness that no one was there to help and of cos, the last part when the "lady" smiled at me. little wendy was frightened. i was afraid that the nightmare would continue when i got back to sleep. it sounded silly but it happened to me whereby the dream continue after i went back to sleep a couple of minutes later.

alright, this nightmare successfully shrunk my guts by a few cm.

well well.. yesterday went back to np with the gals. supposed to do our ppt slides, but there's some problems with the com in the com lab. so we proceeded to the library. wow.. the computer area were flooded with students. so we got no choice but to go home. and i brought my laptop for nothing! cos i though of downloading photoshop but i was rejected after the staff knew that i was from LSCT. boo!

and I miss you already
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