Miki'S Scary Stories (Based On True Story)
Bad Dreams

Now, I am stunned by the area around me that is inundated with water like being flooded. The weather was already night and all around me did not see a single human. I did not expect to see the same person as me because I knew that this world was not a human world, but a dream world.

I felt sure it was a dream world, because a while ago I should have been in my room lying on the bed and closing my eyes.

"Berrr." I hugged two arms with my hands. The longer I stay here, the more I start to feel the cold. I also chose to move forward and felt the movement of the water at each step. This is a dream that feels very real.

Before long, from behind I felt another movement. The sound was heard from the sound of water splashing and waves getting bigger and moving irregularly. I looked back.

A few steps behind, I saw some people were moving closer to me with wary faces. Two adult males, one adult female, one little girl and her younger brother are carried by one of the adult males, who appears to have a father. Their white skin, blue eyeballs and blond hair color naturally signify they are not of Indonesian nationality.

"Roon! Run!" shouted the adult male whose face was younger to me as soon as he passed by.

"What's happened?" I asked as I followed their movements.

"Someones trying to catch us. A bad man."

"He wants to kill us."

People of different nationalities speak in turn.

"But why he wants to kill you? What have you done?" ask again. I am proud to be able to communicate in English fluently. It was also not in vain that I listened to various songs and watched English films.

"We don't know. Hes only running after us and wants to hurt us by using his axe."

"Okay, that's scary but also weird." My reply.

Our escape stops at a mysterious house. One of the strangers opened the door with ease, as if it were their own home. My right hand was forced by the adult woman to go inside. The adult male whose face looks younger than the male holding a small child begins to move there and here and pull things around him. The cupboard contains plates and glasses, then the sofa and the last one is the table. All heavy objects were placed to hold the door of the house.

Bugs! Bugs!

Suddenly something heavy hit the door from outside. The foreigner pulled my arm back away from the door.

"He's still chasing us!" I started and got scared.

Why do I have to be involved in this nightmare? Wasn't the victim that the evil person wanted were these strangers? However, somehow I also did not dare to survive and face the pursuer while explaining that I was not the one he was after.

"We know that. He is a psychopath" replied the younger man.

"Mommy, I'm scared.are we gonna die?" ask the girl who had been silent since then and according to where her parents went.

"No, we will be safe. Trust me's. You are with me. I will protect you and your little brother. Just keep moving, okay?" His mother tried to calm him down.

"He is a monster. He has an axe and really wants to kill us! I don't wanna die, Daddy." Now it was the boy who started to whine in fear.

"No one will die, Son. Keep my words," replied the father, ".we have to go, come on!" yells. He chose to go into one room. Closing and locking the door. Everyone followed his steps including me despite the confusion. I thought, what's the point of entering a room, isn't that the same as entering a dead end?

Apparently the room we entered was not just an ordinary room. A dark hallway added to the horror in my heart. The wet floor due to water coming in from outside the house adds a suspicious impression on the dark road. The strangers kept moving forward and held each other apart.

We walked towards the white light that was scattering at the end of the hallway and hoped it was a way out that could set us free from this gripping situation.

"Bug! Bugs!" the sound of a blow was heard again and this time it seemed to come from the direction of the room door we entered.

"Oh no, it seems he's already came in the house, Honey." Said the adult woman.

"We should run faster. Go go go!" the husband's orders.

Our faster movements finally brought us to the end of the hallway. We came out through that white light and moved to another foreign place.

I was surprised when I found out the area we came to next was a place I knew very well, a building from MY SCHOOL !

We keep moving forward. Crossing the school hallway to the gate area.

"Stop right there!" the sound of cluttering mixed with growls rang out from behind us and somehow caused an echo effect on the room that was not completely closed.

As soon as I turned to find out, from the direction of our arrival had appeared the figure of a tall and large man. He was dressed in black and wore a mask that covered his face and head. But I can still imagine how cruel the man was. From the eye hole there are only red eyes that look angry.

"If you go any further, then this axe I'll throw and crush your head easily."

"Don't look and hear him, just move!" the commandment of the man who still carries his son. I ran in confusion due to the use of Indonesian spoken by the evil character.

When we got to the end of the hall, we, suddenly from the gap to the stairs appeared a red-clothed grandmother with yellow hair moved to widen her two arms as if blocking us from going any further.

"You can't go any further." His word.

After being threatened so, the granny with a creepy smile was actually pushed violently by adult men who fought hard to protect his family. There was an interesting attraction between the grandmother and a foreign woman. The evil figure in black was getting closer.

The grandmother was pushed back harder, then we all went back into a doorway on the left. There was a pushing action even though the door was finally closed from the inside and locked. A study table is pulled to withstand the vibration of the door that is about to be broken from the outside.

I looked around the room which turned out to be a room. There was a closet and a bed. Whereas if in the real world, the room in my school is used as a prayer room. I am so confused by all this. I know, I know very well that this is all a dream, but why does it feel so exhausting and real?

Waitaminute! Right, this is a dream. I just need to get up to get away from a scary situation like this. Why not think about it earlier?!

I thought I'd pinch my arm with all my might to wake me up. I don't know if this will work or not, but from all the articles I read about how to wake up from a dream one way is to pinch yourself and of course it won't hurt.

I move my left hand. His fingers became like claws. I pinched my skin.

"Aargha!" I groan.

Shit why do I feel pain?! It's a dream, right?! And why, I can't wake up?

While still overwhelmed with great confusion, a hand again pulled my arm. I looked for the perpetrator and it turned out that the same person was the woman who was actually the mother of the two foreign boys. I was told to go under the bed, making kj really confused by this treatment. What is the benefit of going under the bed together when there are two enemies outside who want to force in? This dream is getting weird and I really want to get out of here.

"Why do we hide here? They will find us easy. We should go out from here" I complained.

"It's ok, keep quiet." Answer the woman. I thought everyone here was going crazy and I really had to get out and leave them. I had nothing to do with this arresting activity.

I saw one by one of those who actually slept. Is this really crazy? They are not sane, and if I stay with them too long, then I will also go crazy. I who had been pulled under the bed moved slowly to get out. I had no intention of waking them up, determined to save myself.

Drrrrttttt drrrrrtt.

I was silent as soon as I heard a suspicious voice. His voice was like a chainsaw that was being turned on and swiped into an object. Was the granny and the man dressed as the executioner doing anything outside? Did they use a machine to open the door to this room? If true, then I should move quickly to leave. But where's the way out? There's no other door in this room, except there's a vent about the size of my body on top. To reach it I need an object that can help me climb. I saw a medium-sized cupboard, which had not been pulled by the strangers, to push out the door.

I pulled it slowly until it stuck to the wall under the vent.

Drrttttt. The sound of the engine was heard increasingly roaring and felt close. The walls that were joined to the bed seemed to shake. Something big is about to break it. Wait, there's no way those bad guys outside are trying to break into the wall, right? Why a wall if there is an easier door?

Ah, I don't care anymore about all the questions and analysis in my head. I continued my climbing.

Brrrrrrrrrttttt

Forced, I came down again from the top of the closet, trying to attract the foreigners who were under it. First the mother I pulled and she was shocked by my abusive treatment.

"What are you doing? Can't you just let us take some rest?" I was a little surprised when I heard him nag.

"I can't! If that thing is going to separate your body." I replied as I continued to withdraw the children from under the bed.

When the woman realized my words, she choked and helped me get out people who could not hear the creepy machine because they slept too well.

There's only one more person I haven't let out, that's my father's brother. Pulling them one by one really consumes a lot of energy, because their bodies are quite heavy.

Time race with a machine that was very close to his body, I tried to wake him at all costs while pulling him with the help of the father.

Unfortunately, his body turned out to be heavier than I expected. Until, finally I lost fast and the sharp-toothed object eroded the surface of the man's stomach.

He woke up with a voice of pain, even so we managed to pull him away. Blood poured out of his wound. Although I know this is only part of the dream, but everything that happened felt very real including fatigue to pain that I can now feel.

Strangers around me panicked overwhelmingly when the wall had completely broken down including the door that suddenly fell easily. The grandmother in red and the creepy man entered with his big axe. Trying to reach our bodies with each hand, and of course it is not enough. I managed to escape the reach of his hand and went out.

I looked back and saw that the strangers were also able to dodge after the father fought back with all his might. They ran off in an indeterminate direction and none of them ran up to me, making me grateful for it. The only thing this time that sucks for me is that the red-clothed granny chose to chase after me!

I charged towards the east, towards the gate. From behind I heard the grandmother screaming to stop me and saying I would not be allowed to leave.

Both of my legs managed to reach the area outside the gate then I took the time to see how far the grandmother was chasing. My heart was beating very quickly when it knew he was no longer alone but accompanied by two cruel-looking men who were also chasing me. It seems that they are the children of the grandmother and their distance is not far from me.

I kept running until I entered an area overgrown with tall grass. Entering an area like this of course brings luck and also difficulty. I might be able to make fun of it and those people would have a hard time reaching me, while the disadvantage is that these tall weeds also hinder my movement.

"Keep running, you'll find the white belly button and go inside." The mysterious voice again appeared amidst my sense of despair.

"Why is it now emerging?" my lament. The voice did not answer, and I chose to follow its direction to find the tomb.

After dozens of steps, I finally managed to get out of the grass area and managed to find the white belly button that was swirling around sending light from within.

"Don't let him get in there. Catch, quick! I'll punish you if you fail." The grandmother's voice came back to my ears but I had no interest in looking back to just know how close those who were chasing me were.

I entered the tomb, then my surroundings turned white. I did not find any color and my body felt like it was being hit by the waves of the sea, until a moment later it turned black. I lost consciousness to the point of no longer being able to tell if I was opening or closing my eyes.

Before long, I got rid of all the black stuff. Both of my eyes opened and found familiar things. Bed, pillow, bolster, wardrobe, study desk, radio, bookcase, wall to roof, this view is the view in my room.

I finally realized that I had woken up from a creepy dreamland. Immediately, I hugged the bolster tightly as if to release the longing because long time no chat.

In the midst of the longing release, the door to my room suddenly opened and my Papa's face appeared. "Tools and showers, Miki's at 5." He reminded.

"Yes, Pa." I answered, standing up and going to the bathroom.

...***...

Arriving at class, I found my friends had come and were busy gathering and chatting at my study desk area. While putting the bag down, I tried to eavesdrop on the topic they were talking about so that it would be easy to join. Apparently they were talking about horror things and spooky dreams that they had experienced.

Of course it's a nice chat for me who just got haunted last night by a nightmare. My friends took me seriously when I started telling stories. Their expressions showed fear and worry knowing how real the dream I was having was.

"Try it, Ki later I tell your dream to my sister. My brother can laugh at people's stories and nentuin it's true or not," bargained Intan.

"Well, I'm also curious about the actual figure of the grandmother and the man who carried the axe was really there or not. I met them, right at this school. The background is here." I said.

"Yes, I'll tell you tomorrow." Answer Intan.

"But, this is a school of horror how many times have mass possession events and he said the most haunted is the bathroom area." Said Aya.

"Yes, it's not comfortable to study here." continued Raissa.

"And you still want to not, the Ki figure we saw together, which is outside the window. It's a real serem, isn't it." Amel.

"Of course, Mel. it's a nereminous figure, and I can't possibly forget it." My answer.

Our chatter continued around horror stuff until the lesson hours sounded. Each of us immediately took our seats and quietly waited for the arrival of the teacher who was seen walking out of the window to enter the classroom.

...***...

The next morning, I found Intan again and Raissa had come to my seat. My arrival coincidentally coincided with Amel and Sari. We met outside the school gates and ended up walking together towards class.

"Weiz, you've been gathering." I said while asking permission for Aya to be able to occupy my seat in the corner.

"How can you do that?" Raissa just threw a question and ignored my statement just now.

"So I met you outside the gate" replied Amel, ".What new topic is there, what makes you huddle here?" tanyakanya.

"Gue again discussed about Mai's dream yesterday with Aya." Answer Intan.

"Oh yeah? Did you go to your sister?" I asked very curious.

"Udah, and he tried to explain what your dream meant yesterday."

"Keep, what's he saying?" i said again. Now it was not only I who was curious but Amel, and Sari also felt the same as me.

He said, your dream is a kind of clue about the invisible forms that inhabit this school, Ki." Bright Intan with a serious expression.

Really? Wow, they're so scary, you know. I'm responding.

"Yes, according to my sister's vision, my grandmother and the big male figure holding the axe had a pretty strong bond. Like a grandmother with her granddaughter. Just my brother doesn't know why they got into your dreams and so far my sister can only guess, if they want to introduce themselves to you." Intan explains further.

I was stunned for a moment. Hearing Intan's explanation, it felt a little less acceptable to me. The cruelty I saw from their eyes and the very act of trying to catch me showed that they not only wanted to introduce themselves but that there was something they wanted from me.

"Keep, what did your brother say about the bulls that were also in my dreams and the bloody events that befell them?" ask me further.

"Well, that part my brother still doesn't understand. He's just getting some kind of clue about the relationship between grandma and the axe-holding man."

"Oh, that's it." I nodded slowly. Apparently my hope to know in detail about the appearance of the figures in the dream last night did not materialize. There are still many mysteries that have not been revealed. I can still accept the relationship of the grandmother in red with the male axe holder, but my curiosity is very great about the reason both of them want to catch and even hurt me and 5 other foreigners.

"If my sister says, you don't have to think about the sleeping flowers as long as it's not clear, Ki."

I was silent hearing his input. If only the dream didn't feel real to me, to the point that I could feel my own pinch. If only the dream did not have such a neat and convincing storyline. If only a mysterious voice that showed me the way out of the dream had not appeared. Maybe now I will not insist that long dreams are just ordinary sleeping flowers.

But whatever the power, I am not good at formulating the meaning of a dream. So for now, I'm willing to swallow a statement to believe that last night's dream is just a sleeping flower that happens to be very bad, and give all the truth only to Allah SWT. Wallahu Nature Bishawab.

......~Part 5 Done~......