Showing posts with label scary story in kuwait. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scary story in kuwait. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

The Shortcut ( My first haunted story)

It was 8 am and I’m still in bed, I was wide awake after hearing the noise in kitchen, probably just mom cleaning all the utensils all Over again, so I got up and walk towards the bathroom the door was locked so I have to knock twice to find out whose inside, oh!! My brother was there inside and my mom been shouting his name in the name of whatever monster she can name!!  irritated by the whole scenario I went to the other room where a convenient loo is available,  I sat on my throne and do my thing, I close my eyes and laid my back comfortably, suddenly, I heard a loud bang on the door followed by a familiar voice :

“ hey!!! What the hell you’re doing there!!!” you’re late for work and I’m not going to drive fast “wake up!!!!

It was mom with her daily mouth exercise, I hurriedly done the shower and get myself prepared we are inside the elevator my younger brother who is a special child suddenly said: “ ate, we have to be careful the lady was very disturbed every time we passed by “  

he calls me ate by the way, tagalog term for older sister, the elevator landed and I place my arm around his neck as we continue to  walk then I ask: “who’s the lady??”


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Nasser : “the white lady living in the haunted building” I laugh till we reached the parking area, I then reply:  stop it Nasser!!  There’s no such thing as haunted, it’s just a myth a story told by people but really no one has ever witness the real thing…! 


My brother Nasser just looked at me with his innocent face while I assist him to get in the car, I sat in front, he and my other brother seated at the back while mom is driving…

Mom does not want to jive the traffic so everyday we usually take the shortcut thru a narrow rocky road behind our building just before the fences of the main road and at the right end the very last building was the very famous hunted house in Kuwait, which is now a construction site for a huge establishment.  I've heard a lot of stories about the place but for many times we've been passing by the area I never felt anything strange though, my youngest brother keep on telling us that someone is sitting with us every time we are fleeting through

As mom reaches into that area, my brother Nasser suddenly in silence, I was looking at him for a moment, I can sense that something is really bothering him but I just don’t feel it, we got out from the area and headed to our different destinations, my brothers went off to school and mom is kind enough to drop me in my work place, walking along the passage keeps me wandering why do my brother was so distracted …I have to find out!!

I sat on my desk looking at my monitor, I search for the answers thru google and nothings seems to verify my queries, am I stupid or what, I thought to myself,  do I be bothered knowing that my brothers are into sci-fi fantasy thriller movies, and yes, he is a special child part of it might be of his innocent imagination, so I go on with work and stop thinking about the matter…

It was 5pm, been so busy working, my mom call me up as she’ll be coming in 15 mins to pick me up, I hurriedly clean my desk and submit my reports, things went completely fast  and when I was about to leave the  place my phone suddenly fell down, I grab it from the floor and I felt rapid Goosebumps on my neck, a cold like icy touch so I ran till I reached the parking area where I saw our car,  I, get in with a shocking face, coughing my breathe in every second my heart beats fast

Mom asked:” something wrong??” did someone harassed you??  You looked as if you see a demon???

Me:  in a fast breathe, nothing.. I just felt that someone is following me….
Mom: who???
Me: the ghost???
Mom: hahahahha… Hungry?? Maybe??

I looked at Nasser and he looked at me, he doesn’t usually give an eye contact but for the first time he looked at me straight in the eyes and said:  she was with you all the time!!! 

Me: who Nasser??
Nasser: the lady in white gown…
Me: who is she???
Nasser: the bride!
Me; what bride?? 

Then my brother Ismael interrupted

Ismael: bride of chuckie, ate!!! Bwahahahaha

Nasser then looked into the distant, quiet and humming like an innocent child, we were very hungry at the time ,I asked mom if we can dropped by pizza hut for fast dine as I just wanted to sleep when we get home,

Right after our dinner, it was bit raining so mom drives slow as we headed home, it was already 9:30pm when reached salmiya area, the short cut path is quite dark the car headlight is our only guide  ,  mom slowly position the car in the entrance, driving it in slow motion due to darkness and humps it was like sailing into the ocean of heavy waves and reaching halfway the car engine suddenly stopped,  Ismael got down from the car to check the engine while mom still trying to twist the key hoping to hear the starter sound,
 me and Nasser stared at each other, we utter no words but our eyes  sparkle into the night as if we understand each other without opening our mouth,


I got out from the car and sit at the back  next to Nasser, I held his cold hand and asked: are you ok Nasser???

Nasser: ate, they’re here!!
Me; who??!!
Nasser: they are here… they are trying to talk to me but I can’t seems to understand them, the lady in white sitting next to you is reaching out for help she do not want anyone to destroy their home, they want our help and they are not willing to let us out of this area until we help them…..

I was scared and almost out of air, I was telling Nasser to stop it, it is just his imagination; let’s help mom and Ismael push the car instead

Nasser turn his back on me, there is a deep silence inside,I accidentally looked at the front mirror and saw a reflection of a woman sitting next to me in a very fuming eyes, her presence was so intense that it tremble me deep within my every nerve..  I was shouting and trying to open the door but it was locked, I shiver as if I’m going to lose my consciousness, I hold nasser’s hand but he never seem to bother his face is in the window looking at to something far, I called his name but he’s not hearing me….

I suddenly feel the coldness of my body and lost into the darkness of sight….  Then, I slowly open my eyes and saw Nasser’s face in front of me,
he asked: are you okey ate???
Me: Yes, I am… where are we??
Nasser: ahh..  in the road,  mom forgot to buy something, we’re going to jamiya
Me: oh!! did I slept??
Nasser: yes…


I looked in the window, everything is bright like a sunny morning, we are at the middle of the fast 5th ring road, and then I heard a crash, we stopped and witnessed an accident right in front of us, it’s a complete chaos and in the middle of the accident I saw a familiar face, a lady in white gown the very same lady I saw in the mirror , she was weeping while looking at someone and just as I am about to go out of the car, I feel someone is pulling my hair, I looked back and everything turns into black…, I was surrounded by darkness , I hear my mom’s voice like in an AM radio with a bad signal,trying to get my senses back by thinking of something calm and happy

A shiny object glisten in front of me I wanted to hold it but my body seems heavy, I have no control of my hands it feels like I was tied up, I was shouting out loud but no one can hear me.. What is happening, I cry helplessly trying to move my body…. In my mind, I know, this is the end…..

In a deep silence, I slowly hear a gentle wintry voice, a man talking in Arabic but  I cannot understand a word except for habibti…. ..

Bone Bone Bone Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone
Now tell me whatcha gonna do
when there ain't no where to run (tell me what)
(When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you)
And whatcha gonna do

Do I hear it right??!! It was a song from bone-thugs and harmony, crossroad that is… oh! My mind is still functioning, but still I can’t move…  I gently close my eyes and pray in silence, I talk to God and say, if this is my last day please let my family know that I love them, tears flowing down and I suddenly feel my fingers twitch, I open eyes and saw my mom stoop in front of me, Nasser was next to me and Ismael is sweating and crying

In a low tone, I said: what happened??

Mom stood up and ran towards the car, she shouted, Ismael, Nasser go bring your ate.. Fast…. Nasser held my hands while Ismael is pushing me behind, like a flash we ran inside the car… mom started the car and drove as if she’s on the race…

We reached inside the building, Ismael and Nasser assist me to walk in the elevator, my body aches and I feel so tired, thirsty and lifeless…I can see into their faces the uncertainty and anxiousness

We entered home as if we are all mute, my brothers gentle put me in the sofa while mom went inside the bathroom, Ismael and nasser sat down opposite to each other in the dinning table, I’m still confused on what really happened

Mom got out from the bathroom already in clean clothes, me and my brothers still motionless .. Mom, sat beside me and hand a glass of water, she did not say anything….

I looked at mom and hold her hands, I asked, what happenned…

Mom: you don’t need to know what happen, the important is you’re back  I thought; I am going to lose you…

Mom cried hugging me tight, Nasser and Ismael stood up walk close to me giving me hug me as well..

Nasser: Ate, you may not remember what happened but you have helped her… she found him and she’s free…….

I don’t want to think that the story behind the haunted house is true, but  still I pretend not to believe, nothing seems so clear to me but the face of the weeping lady and the experience of being invisibly  tied up surviving the fate of death