Strange Things
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
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I came back from Australia awhile back; arrived in Malaysia on 25th December to be exact.
Aus was really fun, but really hot at times (there being summer and such).
Anyway, there's something that I want to record on this blog of mine.
That being a really weird incident during our 12 hour stay at Changi Airport before the flight back to Malaysia.
Okay, so;
My dad, my brother and I were trying to get some sleep on the floor, near a row of chairs. My mum went to use the bathroom nearby. All was well and I slept. But I kept waking up.
So one time, I woke up, only to see a strange boy (10-ish) sitting on a chair near my lying feet. I looked to my dad and then back to the boy, thinking "what the hell? sesat ke?". My dad just jeling at the kid, and soon enough I heard him sniffle, say, "sorry" and got up and left.
Now, the weird thing is, if the kid sesat pun, why did he sit near us?
And why, why did he sit on a chair near us even though he could've sat on another chair at the end of the row?
I told my oldest brother this when I was skyping with him yesterday. (bro, me)
"What kind of clothes was he wearing?"
"Normal clothes."
"Old clothes or modern looking clothes?"
"...modern. T-shirt and jeans."
...
"Wait, Min. Did you think that the kid might be a ghost? Seriously? AHAHA."
"Well, it could be! 'cause masa dulu kan Singapore was invaded by the Japanese and banyak orang mati -"
"He looked like an Arab, Min."
"...oh."
Oh yeah, another strange thing happened before we went to Australia;
We were driving off from the house, when we saw a delivery truck heading towards our house. So, we went back to the house and took the delivery.
It wasn't anything like the usual, though. The name on the parcel was to mum and dad's old business partner but the address was ours.
So, everyone was curious and weirded out (even my aunt who came to send us to the airport). The thing is, the aforementioned business partner wasn't on close terms with my parents and they didn't even know how she knew our address 'cause they never told her.
So, we were curious to see what it was, so my mum opened it up.
Only to find that you have to open another letter-like container which was covered in sellotapes. So, my aunt tried to open it with her key, and it was successful.
We were shocked to find two instruction letters and containers of sorts, and there even was this.. this... shit, I forgot the word. Argh!
Anyway, there was three bronze wrapper-like things and that thing I forgot.
My aunt and I read the instructions and it said something along the lines of, "spin a coconut on each of your family members' heads", which made my dad joke, "baik pecahkan the coconut on the heads", and we all laughed.
I was scared though, my aunt pun start baca doa, 'cause these things macam benda bomoh.
SERIOUSLY.
Everyone was then a little freaked out and wondered how the hell she got our address to send such weird things!
And there was a letter to the my parent's old business partner; it wrote that some person told this bomoh that she was in trouble (the thing was for business/family problems) and the bomoh recommended these things to help her and her family..
But I still wonder why my family terkena, and while I'm writing this, I still feel slight goosebumps on my arms.
I hope everything's okay, and that we tak terkena these things again, omg.
My oldest brother was surprised too, when my second brother and I told it to him when we were walking on the streets in Melbourne.
Alhamdulilah, nothing has happened to us all.
(I know I'm not that religious, but I'm still thankful to God that we're all safe from those horrid things)
I guess that's all for today.
Will post some pictures from Australia soon, if I have the time.
-Alisa
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