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??”
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 ??
Me: who is
she???
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???
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??
Me: oh!! did I
slept??
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..
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 survivi ng the fate of death
