Horror Stories From A Friend Of Mine

     Ok, harini aku nak share cerita seram yang kawan aku post kat fb dia. Aku tak tau dari mana dia dapat cerita2 tu but aku rasa ianya menarik untuk dikongsi...

First Story:

Late one evening, a husband and wife were enjoying a romantic drive along a lonely mountain road. They were just rounding a sharp bend when a little girl came tearing out of the bushes by the side of the road. She stood right in the path of their car, holding out her hands and crying loudly.
The husband was so shocked by her sudden appearance that he almost ran over her. Luckily, he managed to swerve at the last moment and avoid her. Glancing in his rear view mirror, he saw her running off into the darkness. She couldn’t have been more than 6 or 7.
When they had calmed down, the couple began to dicuss what they had just seen.
“What is a little girl doing out here all alone after dark?” the husband wondered.
“I don’t know,” replied his wife. “It gives me the creeps. Do you think she was a ghost?”
“I don’t think so,” said the husband. “She seemed so upset. Maybe she was lost and in trouble…”
Just then, they noticed a man on the road ahead. When the man noticed their car, he put out his hand and flagged them down. The husband pulled over to the side of the road.
The man was out of breath. “Have you seen my daughter?” he asked.
He said that he had taken his daughter for a walk along the mountain trail and they had lost track of time. In the darkness they had become separated and now he was desperately looking for her.
The couple told him they had seen a little girl running across the road only a few minutes before. The husband felt so guilty about not stopping for the child that he offered her father a lift back to where they had seen her.
“No thanks,” replied the man. “You don’t have to that. Thank you very much though.”
When they described where they had seen his daughter, the man thanked them again for their help and took off running down the road.
A week later, the husband and wife were watching TV together. On the news, a reporter was saying that the dead body of a little girl had been found on a lonely mountain road and the police had arrested the man who murdered her.
Looking at the picture that was displayed on the screen, the couple were horrified.
It was the same man they had spoken to.
He wasn’t the little girl’s father at all.
The little girl had been struggling to escape the clutches of her kidnapper and, without knowing it, they had helped him catch her.

Second Story:

There was a babysitter who was hired to take care of a little girl. That night, after the parents left, the babysitter allowed the girl to watch a horror movie on television. Half-way through the movie, the little girl said she wanted to go to the toilet but she was too scared to go on her own.
The babysitter didn’t want to miss the movie so she came up with a solution. She gave the girl a rubber ball and told her to keep bouncing it while she was on the toilet. That way, the babysitter would know she was OK. The little girl did as she was told and the babysitter listened to her high-pitched voice singing “Bouncy, Bouncy, Bouncy…”
Half an hour later, the babysitter started to wonder why the little girl hadn’t come back. She still heard the singing coming from the toilet: “Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy” but now the little girl’s voice sounded deeper. The babysitter reluctantly got off the sofa and went to check if everything was OK.
When she opened the bathroom door, the babysitter was horrified to find a mental patient sitting on the floor, bouncing the little girl’s head on the ground and singing “Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy…

Third Story:

Ever since my parents bought the clawfoot bathtub, I began feeling uneasy everytime I go to the toilet. My father said it was a vintage Victorian tub, but I suspected he just gotten it cheap from an old antique store. Almost everything we owned was used after all. My father could never resist a discount.
Something about the antique bath bothered me. Perhaps it was the dark, ugly reddish-brown stains on the porcelain. Maybe it was the way the gnarled cast-iron legs of the bath jutted out at an odd angle. They looked like the paws of some monstrous, misshapen beast. Sometimes, I imagined the bathtub suddenly standing up and scuttling out of the bathroom while my back was turned.
Everday, my parents seemed to argue constantly about everything. Even the slightest thing would spark a feud that lasted for hours. I couldn’t remember a time when there had been peace and quiet in the house. All day long, my parents would be at each other’s throats, having argument after argument.
Often, at night, when my parents were yelling and screaming, I would put a pillow over my head to block out the noise and cry myself to sleep. With all the chaos at home, I sometimes felt as if I was losing my mind.
Lately, I had begun to doubt my sanity more and more. Every time I went into the bathroom to take a shower or brush my teeth, I would see things out of the corner of my eye. Reflected in the mirror, I could see the clawfoot bathtub behind me.
Once, I thought I saw blood running out of the faucet. But when I turned to look, the taps weren’t running. On another occasion, I think I saw some dark, shadowy shape lying in the tub, its head barely peeking over the side. Of course, I spun around with my heart facing with fear, but the clawfoot bathtub was empty.
Whenever I undress and step into the tub to take a shower, I had the strangest sensation that I was being watched. The hair on the back of my neck stood up and I felt like someone was staring at my naked body.
While I was taking a shower one night, I accidentally dropped the soap. As I bent down to pick it up from the bottom of the tub, I lost my balance and fell backwards. Suddenly, it felt as if hands were grabbing me and holding me under the water.
I was so terrified that I kicked and struggled, eventually freeing myself from the invisible paws that seemed to clutch tightly at my skin. Spluttering and gasping for air, I thought I could hear faint laughter echoing around the small bathroom.
When morning came, I decided to pay a visit to the local antique shop where my father had purchased the clawfoot bathtub. When I asked the owner about the vintage bath he had sold a few days before, I was shocked by the horrifying tale he had to tell.
Apparently, the old clawfoot bathtub dated back to the Victorian era. The man said that it had once belonged to an infamous and reviled serial killer named George Haigh. My jaw dropped and I began to shake with fear.
Haigh would lure young girls back to his house and run a bath for them. Then, while they bathed, he would spy on them through a hole he had drilled in the wall. When they least expected it, he would pounce on them and hold their heads underwater until they drowned.
The evil murderer then chopped up their bodies with an axe and disposed of the pieces in the garbage. After a number of young girls went missing in the area, his terrible deeds finally caught up with him.
A neighbor was snooping through his trash when she came across the grisly remains and contacted the police. They arrested him and put him on trial. He was found guilty and executed by hanging.
I was horrified beyond belief. I realized that I had to convince my parents to get rid of the clawfoot bathtub before something horrible happens. I ran back to my house as fast as my legs would carry me.
When I got home, I found my father sitting alone on the living-room sofa. The TV was off and the house was deadly quiet.
“Where’s Mom?” I asked him.
“She’s upstairs taking a bath”, he replied. “I’ll go check on her.”
I sat on the sofa while my father went upstairs. The house was so quiet, it unnerved me. I wasn’t used to this much silence. Suddenly, I heard a series of short sharp clunks coming from upstairs followed by slow, deliberate footsteps that echoed across the ceiling and traveled down the stairs.
My father appeared at the door to the living room. His eyes were glazed and he had an odd look on his face. Then, I noticed he was holding a bloody axe.
“Your mother’s finished”, he growled. “Now it’s your turn to take a bath”.

Ok, pastu ada satu cerita ni, aku still tak faham maksud dia. Kawan aku pun tak faham. Aku tak faham yang part "Your brother was only responsible for the death of one person". Ni ceritanya:

 A girl told her friend that she had a dark secret she had been hiding for years. Her parents had been murdered when she was 15 years old. She said that her older brother had gone insane and stabbed her mother and father to death.
The friend was shocked at the terrible story she was hearing.
“I’m so sorry,” she said, comforting the girl. “What happened to your older brother after that?”
“He was arrested by the police”, said the girl. “There was a trial. I sat in the courtroom for weeks, listening to the lawyers argue their case. Eventually, my brother was convicted of murder and sentenced to be executed.”
“That’s horrible!” said the friend.
“Yes, it was,” the girl replied. “He was on death row for a long time. Then he was executed by lethal injection.”
“It must have been so difficult for you,” said the friend.
“You wouldn’t believe how hard it was”, said the girl. “I went through life in a daze. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep. I tried to block out the terrible memories. I suffered from depression, anxiety, even amnesia. It took me years and years to recover.”
“Have you ever talked to anyone about this before?” asked her friend.
“No, never,” replied the girl. “I have so many questions, but they’ll never be answered now. I was present at my older brother’s execution, but he never said a word. He never explained why he killed our parents. He just stared silently at me as they gave him the lethal injection.”
“There’s still a way you could get some answers,” said her friend. “I don’t know if you would be interested, but I know a woman who is a psychic. She can communicate with the dead. She’s very good. Maybe she could help you find the answers you are looking for.”
A few days later, the girl arranged to meet the psychic and consulted her about her past. The psychic turned down the lights, lit some candles and sat down in her chair. Then, she tossed back her head and went into a deep trance.
A few minutes passed and the girl sat in silence.
“Now, you may ask me any question you wish,” whispered the psychic.
“What caused my older brother to lose his mind?” asked the girl, nervously.
“Your brother was never crazy”, replied the psychic quietly. “He was always perfectly sane.”
“Then why did my older brother kill my parents?” asked the girl.
“Your brother was only responsible for the death of one person,” said the psychic.
Suddenly, the girl understood everything. She buried her face in her hands and began crying uncontrollably.

Cara Mengenal Bulu Khinzir Yang Di Jadikan Berus

     Kebanyakkan berus yang murah dari China diperbuat dari bulu khinzir…hal ini kerana terdapat ciri-ciri khas pada bulu tersebut menyebabkan ia begitu popular dijadikan berus untuk mengecat, mewarna dan membersihkan rumah.

 Ciri-ciri bulu khinzir:

 1-Bulu yang rimbun dihujungnya (lebih tepat hujung bercabang)

2-Boleh diubahsuai dengan bahan kimia untuk menjadi lembut atau keras.

3-Susah tertanggal dan jatuh atau cepat rosak.

4-Senang didapati berbanding bulu haiwan lain.

     Bulu khinzir atau khinzir hutan dipanggil “Bristle” kerana bentuk mereka yang keras dan kasar. Hujung bulu khinzir ini mempuyai sifat yang unik iaitu hujungnya akan bercabang (split ends). Bristle daripada wilayah Chungking China adalah yang terbaik untuk digunakan untuk mengecat.

     Manakala berus bulu kambing atau biri-biri banyak digunakan untuk kaligrafi. Hujungnya tidak bercabang seperti bulu khinzir. Bulu kambing atau biri-biri ini mempunyai hujung yang tajam.

   Maha suci Allah menjadikan bulu khinzir berbeza dengan haiwan yang lain. Mungkin ada hikmah disebaliknya  agar umat Islam dapat membezakannya. Namun masih ramai yang tidak mengetahuinya. Jadi,berhati-hatilah..Insyallah dengan izinnya,semoga kita semua sentiasa dilindungi..

 SEBARKAN UNTUK KEBAIKAN MUSLIM!

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Aku tak tau nak tulis tajuk apa...

     Assalamualaikum... Yo guys!!! Lama dah aku tak update blog ni kan... Aku bukan sesaja taknak update,  tapi cuma aku malas atau aku tak de apa2 nak ditulis. tapi, for the last 2 weeks ni aku tak dapat nak bukak internet sebab ada problem ngan wifi kat rumah aku ni. Akhirnya, smalam dapat jugak bukak internet setelah langsung tak dapat nak bukak sejak bermula cuti sekolah isnin minggu lepas. Sebenarnya sampai skarang wifi tak boleh guna lagi. Aku bukak internet ni guna kabel. Nasib baik boleh guna kabel, kalau tak cuti tahun ni adalah cuti yang terboring yang pernah aku lalui.

     Tapi, harini aku taknak cite pasal hal tu. Hari ni aku nak cite pasal semalam. Kenapa dengan semalam? Haaa... Ni nak cite la ni. Semalam kan aku pergi i-city. Mesti ada diantara korang cakap camni kan. "Eleh, gi i-city pun nak kecoh. Lainlah kalau gi luar negara". Kan kan kan. Tapi, kalau aku tak kecoh, blog ni takkan ada entri baru la. Sebab aku takkan bukak blog kalau takde apa-apa.

     Anyway, back to the middle. Semalam aku gi i-city petang. Dalam pukul 3 ke 4. Sampai situ kol 5.45 camtu la. Pastu, lepas parking kereta, kitorang terus ke kaunter tiket. Ayah aku pun belilah tiket masuk snowwalk. Tiket tu kan, dia kalau beli pukul enam, dia mahal sikit wooo... Waktu ayah aku beli tiket tu pukul 5.56. Nasib baik woooo. Kalau tak, kena bayar mahal. Lepas pukul 6, harga tiket naik 50%.

     Lepas beli tiket, kitorang pun masuklah dalam snowwalk tu. Sebelum masuk dalam bilik sejuk dia tu, kitorang pinjam baju sejuk. Free je. Semua orang yang nak masuk mmg kena pinjam pun. Pastu kat situ ada kaunter untuk pinjam but dan beli mittens. Mula-mula aku ngan kakak aku sombong ooo.... Kitorang taknak pinjam sewa but. Pastu, bila dah masuk, sejuk woooo.... Bukan sejuk je. Tapi licin sekali. Sebab aku ngan kakak aku pakai kasut yang digunakan untuk kalau pergi jalan-jalan. Pastu, masa aku tgh jalan ngan adik aku, aku tanya ayah aku mana kakak aku pergi. Rupanya kakak aku pergi sewa but kat luar. Aku pun cakap lah ngan ayah aku yang aku pun nak sewa but jugak. Ayah aku pun bawak la aku keluar. Pastu kitorang gi sewa but. Adik aku pun sewa but jugak. Adik aku lagi sorang taknak pakai but. Dia beli mittens warna hitam putih. Aku pakai 2 lapis stokin oooo.... Satu yang aku memang pakai. Lagi satu yang dia bagi sekali ngan but. Pastu lepas dah letak kasut kat loker, kitorang semua pun masuk balik.

     Masuk je aku ngan adik aku pergi jalan-jalanm dalam tu. Pastu kitorang main lah apa-apa yang ada kat situ. Pastukan, aku ngan adik aku naik la slide. Slide tu kita kena duduk kat benda macam pelampung. Disebabkan adik aku kurang 120 cm, aku pun naiklah slide ngan dia. Bes woooo.... Tapi, masa dia slide tu, sejuk muka aku. Pastu lepas slide aku ngan adik-adik aku pun cuba la buat snowball iceball. Susah ooo nak buat. Pastu dah lama-lama, kitorang dah menggigil, aku dan adik aku dan kakak aku pun pergilah beratur nak naik snowcar. Panjang wooo barisan. Akhirnya setelah lama beratur, turn aku dan adik aku pun sampai. Best ooooo.

     Lepas kitorang keluar, ayah aku terus beli air milo panas. Pastukan, masa aku kat loker nak ambik kasut, aku jumpa kawan aku. Aku tak sangka dia pun pergi i-city hari tu. Waktu tu, dia pun nak balik jugak. Lepas siap semua, kitorang pulangkan jaket dan but. Pastu baru aku ingat yang aku tertinggal kamera kat dalam poket jaket tu. Ayah aku pun tanya lah kat orang tu, pastu orang tu kata dia dah bagi kat kaunter tiket. Pastu ayah aku gi la tuntut kamera tu. Nasib baik aku ingat tau. Kalau tak, habis la... Lepas tuntut kamera, kitorang pergi solat Maghrib.

   Habis solat maghrib, kitorang pergi la main. Main apa korang takyah tahu sebab aku tak takkan bagitau pun sebab aku dah penat typing tanpa henti. Ok guys.... Byeeeee........ :)

     Oh! Aku terlupa nak bagitau korang perkara ni.... Malam tu kali kedua aku jadi macho... Kenapa??? Sebab malam tu kali kedua aku makan daging ayam, daging ayam, keju dan daging ayam... Napa aku tak tulis meat, meat, cheese and meat je? Sebab bunyi dia tak berapa sedap... Anyway sedap dowh benda tu. First time aku makan masa dia baru keluar... Waktu tu aku belum tengok iklan dia lagi. Aku tau pun sebab kakak aku bagitau.

Inilah dia KFC Zinger Double Down

     Oklah, byeeee........ [ni baru bye betul-betul :P]