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Why are his legs long? (Source From a reader) The DEVIL does exist and is everywhere. If unlucky, he will manifest and disturb us in various shapes and forms. Those are all the provisions of Allah SWT who made all creatures and the universe. Surely every incident that happens has wisdom and lessons behind it. That's the same with the experience I've had before. A horror story that I want to share with all readers. A story that happened in 2019 when returning home from a holiday at my grandmother's village located in Bidor, Perak. Here's the story… It's been a week since Aidilfitri, but I'm still in my grandmother's village. Coincidentally, it was still a school holiday, so I decided to spend the rest of the holiday here. That evening some family members agreed to visit the house of one of our relatives in Teluk Intan. Since many people wanted to go, I also joined. We left in an MPV and a motorcycle ridden by my brother. You know, there are nine people, how can it fit if you want to stuff one car, after all, the distance from Bidor to Teluk Intan is not very far, about 40 kilometers only. It was almost midnight when we left for home, be aware that when we haven't seen each other for a long time, we talk a lot. When we were about to go home, my uncle suggested that we go back to Bidor via the old road that connects Teluk Intan to Tapah Road. My cousin, Danial, who initially came riding a motorcycle with my brother, Zaril, suddenly changed his mind. The reason is that he is sleepy and wants to sleep. So I had to give in and take his place. Due to not being familiar with the route, my brother and I followed behind. The atmosphere on the road was quite quiet and dark as soon as we left the town of Teluk Intan. Perhaps because it has been a week of Eid, many have returned to the city. After all, from what I heard before, the route is rarely traveled late at night. I'm not sure why. The roar of my brother's engine broke the silence. The vehicle driven by my uncle sped away. In my heart I felt angry too, they were so good at the route there, they didn't even think about us being behind at that time. To get rid of boredom I sing alone. Sometimes my brother also interrupts to sing along. After one song, I continued another song. Until my brother scolded me. "Eh, Intan was singing in a nice voice, why is this turning hoarse?" I was silent. In my heart I thought why my brother said that, when it felt like my singing was the same as before. But I tried to think positively, maybe he didn't hear clearly in addition when mixed with the roar of his motorcycle engine. "Eh, don't play Zaril. I like to scare people," I said angrily. He did not respond to my words. His focus was still on the dark road ahead. The vehicle driven by my uncle has disappeared from sight. Maybe it's around the bend ahead, I thought to myself. Suddenly, on the opposite path in front of us, we saw a light flickering dimly. Immediately my brother slowed down his motorcycle. "Eh, there seems to be a broken motor. Let's help," Zaril said to me. I just shut up. There is no doubt, in the dimness of the night, the figure of a man was seen sitting on his motorcycle, while his feet pedaled slowly on the surface of the road. My brother slowed down his motorcycle. I'm sure his intention is to help the man. Indeed, most motorcyclists are like that. There should be no difficulties that befall other riders, surely they care and help. But as soon as my brother wanted to stop his motorcycle, I was suddenly stunned. In the dark atmosphere of the night I could clearly see the look on the man's face. Pretty creepy. His face did not reflect the problem he was facing at that time, instead he stared at me with a sharp look. His eyeballs are quite scary. He looked at me without blinking. I, who was on a motorcycle, felt uncomfortable. "Zaril.., Zaril.., don't stop. Try to look at that person, he looks very different," I said while patting his thigh. Zaril immediately canceled his intention to quit. And when the motorcycle we were riding right passed him, my heart kept beating fast. In the dim moonlight it was clear that the man was sitting bent over on the back of his motorcycle. His feet pedaled fast repeatedly on the surface of the road like pushing a motorcycle that had run out of gas. But that is not something strange and surprising, but what is creepy when looking at the man's legs. His legs are long enough to be twice as long as normal human legs. It seems absurd. My heart strongly says that man is not human! "Why are his legs so long? Where is a normal human with legs like that?” I said to Zaril. As soon as he saw the figure, without further delay Zaril continued to accelerate his motorcycle. He no longer paid attention to the road conditions at that time. After all the holes are covered. As soon as we got home we talked about what happened. Everyone was surprised. They said that while passing through the area, they did not quarrel with anyone. "The place you passed was indeed 'hard'. That's the Changkat Petai area. All kinds of strange events that people have seen there. After all, there is a cemetery on the side of the road," said one of my aunts. Zaril and I were stunned to hear the explanation. If we had known from the beginning about the story behind that path, we would not have passed there. However, I am sure that what I witnessed earlier was not an illusion because my brother was the main witness of the incident. As a result of that incident, my brother and I had a fever for a week. I am also determined not to risk my death to go through that road at night, especially if riding a motorcycle. The end. THE STORY OF CHINA'S URBAN LEGEND: THE GHOST OF THE little FINGER & OXTAIL SOUP (Source from a reader named jack) Little FINGER GHOST There is a male student who often spends his time studying in the campus library. He usually leaves only after the library closes. One night when the man was on his way back to his hostel, he saw a girl playing on a swing alone in a small park. The man smiled before approaching the girl. They both then got to know each other. Since then, the man will chat with the girl every time he passes through the small park area. Until one day, the man told his friends about the girl. When her friends heard the story, they believed the girl in question was the daughter of a university lecturer who had already died in a road accident. The girl that the man often meets is actually a ghost. So to ensure the legitimacy of the matter, the man was told by his friends to check the girl's ring finger. They told the man to do an examination because the ring finger of the girl who died in the accident was reported to be missing. The next night, the man asked the girl to show him her little finger. At first the girl refused to do so. Only after being forced by the man, did the girl show her little finger as instructed. Yes, there is no ring finger. Yes, the girl is a ghost! So the man continued to run away because he was scared. The man was still walking through the park after the terrifying incident. However, the girl was never seen again. 2. OXTAIL SOUP In a university, there are a couple of lovers who are also medical students. The couple lived in the same dormitory building block but on different floors. The man lives downstairs while the woman lives upstairs. They both spent a lot of time studying each other's lessons until midnight and would only meet at certain times. The only relationship problem experienced by the lovers was communication between them since technological tools still did not exist at that time. In other words, it is difficult to receive any news. Every night, the man usually drinks his favorite soup which is the oxtail soup served by his girlfriend. The dish was done by the woman by lowering the bowl of soup using a rope from the window of her dormitory room to the man's window. What's for sure, the soup is really tasty. Until one night, the man fell asleep after drinking the soup. The next day, the man went to his girlfriend's room. However, he was shocked by the news of his girlfriend who had actually died a few days before. Then the man became really sad until he shed tears. Not long after, the man suddenly stopped crying. In his mind, "Wait a minute! Who has been sending me oxtail soup for the past few days?” He said and he stopped crying. The end....

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to be continued