spiritual: 2009

This story happened in a local university campus. You see, back in those days when hand phone was something unheard of, not much of a common asset or only something that the “rich” people could afford, all students use the phone at a phone booth located near their hostel.

One late night, this student was hanging on the phone for a very long time chatting with his girlfriend. Although he knew people were waiting in line, he just kept on yakking on the phone ignoring the frustration of the others. After about an hour or so, the crowd dwindled to just one more person standing behind him. After a while, he heard the person asking him if he was going to take a very long time but he just ignored him and kept on chatting. In fact, he was quite irritated that the person wasn’t using the other phone booth which was located not far away from the one he was using.

It was not long when he suddenly noticed that the person behind him had no legs. He immediately felt something amiss and told his girlfriend that he had ran out of coins and needed to head back to the hostel. After hanging up the phone, he immediately turn and walked away. He did not even dared to look up as he was afraid of what he might see.

While waiting for the elevators, he whistled a tune just to get off the scary experience that he just encountered. As the elevators came, he walked into the empty elevator and pressed on the button that would bring him to his dormitory floor. In the elevator, he suddenly heard the same voice that spoke to him at the phone booth laughing and said “Oh, so you do realize that you ran out of coins huh?”. Needless to say, the guy fainted.

University Utara Malaysia (UUM) . Have you heard of the bus incident? Yes? Well, I’ve always thought that it was nonsense right until that very day, it changed the way I thought about ghost stories. It happened during the holiday break when the campus is most serene. It was already late in the evening and being one of the committee members that holds the induction for new students, I had to be there to prepare the hall for the newbies.

At that time, we were at the Hall known as Dewan Peperiksaan when my friend asked if I wanted to follow her to the washroom. I thought why not and we walked together to the washroom. The washroom was located at the far end of the corridor and we had to pass a place where the Surau is. The corridor was pretty dark except for some occasional lights and the even the Surau was pitch black. As we were passing by the Surau, I suddenly heard sounds of children playing and laughing. I was pretty puzzled since I could hear very clearly that the noises came from the pitch black surau. My goosebumps immediately appeared and I asked my friend if she heard anything. My friend did not respond and merely just asked me to walk faster. We increased our walking speed, hurried to the washroom to finish our business and walked back to the Dewan Peperiksaan.

It was not until we reached the bright hall that my friend admitted that she heard exactly what I heard. You see, as my study term came to an end, the stories I hear about of girls suddenly going hysterical out of a sudden to the extend that they even act and speak in different voice was common. I even personally had an experience myself. It happened when I was showering when I saw the gentle charming girl I knew acting all crazy running around and screaming in a man’s voice. The next thing I knew, all her friends were chasing after her trying to hold her down and after more people came to help, they brought her to the Ustaz (religious teacher) who managed to “calm” her down.

Sarah and her family have a habit of going back hometown during late nights just because they simply preferred traveling in the night. Although most people advised against it but they didn’t care as traveling late night seemed like a more convenient way as their kids would be fast asleep in the car.

Because Sarah stays in Kelantan she has to pass by Gua Musang on her way back and from home. During the nights, she would experience fragrant smells in her car when they passed by the area. At times, it would be the smell of rotten stench that one could not have endured for more than 5 minutes. But most of the time, these smells would go as sudden as it came.

That night was the same as any night, Sarah once again had warned her husband not to drive too fast or try racing with other drivers on the road before the start of the journey. Of course, just as usual, her husband would not heed her advice. As soon as they reached the Gua Musang area, Sarah who was at that time fast asleep, woke up with a jolt with the feeling the car was going faster. It was then she noticed that her husband was “racing” with another car on the road. Sarah kept quiet as she knew her naggings would only turn deaf ear and look straight ahead the road. Both her husband and the other driver was driving head on head next to each other when she suddenly felt the car going slow. Surprised, Sarah asked her husband what was wrong but he did not reply. He was quiet the whole journey and Sarah decided not to press on that matter.

The very next day, Sarah’s husband admitted that he saw clearly a headless driver when their car were next to each other and thought it was better to “lose” the racing.

My friend was driving alone at around 8pm heading towards KL on one lonely night after his work duties in Johor. It was just another exit at Ayer Hitam and he would be reaching the Yong Peng exit. Everything was as per normal as he drove through this highway a dozen times before as his work requires him to travel to Johor quite frequently. However, this time was slightly different as he needed to rush back home that same night.

As he was reaching that exit, one car honked at him. As the car was passing, he saw the driver pointing at him. Although he was puzzled, he did not stop and continued driving. Then another car honked at him. Again, the driver of that car pointed at him. However, this time was different, the driver was persistent and kept on giving him signal to stop. My friend immediately thought that he had a flat tyre and stopped at the emergency late to check out his car. At the same time, that driver that had asked him to stop also stopped beside him.

The driver immediately told his friend that he had been in danger if he would have continued to drive as the driver saw something hanging onto his car rooftop. The thing that he saw was a pale woman with long hair and bloody mouth.

TAMAN DESA HOSPITAL GHOST




My friend met an accident a few years back and was hurt on his backbone. Because of the injury sustained was quite serious, he was forced to stay at the Taman Desa Hospital, Kuala Lumpur.

Doctors there advised him to stay in the bed for almost year not allowing him to move around for fear might cause further damage. Within the one year he stayed at The Taman Desa Hospital, he could hear mysterious noises and even see mysterious people appearing by his bedside. Here’s what he has to say:

People always say that hospital happends to be one of the most haunted place on earth. Most probably, its due to the number of deaths occurred in one place more than anywhere. During the period I stayed in Taman Desa Hospital, I was haunted by mysterious noises and people. Actually I never realized that there were ghost lurking along the hospital corridors. Every night, I could hear the children playing and laughing just outside the lobby the floor I stayed in but I did not suspect anything although it did occur to me before why were not the nurses bothered by the children who should be at bed in the late hours.

One day, a lady (she looked quite the rich and fussy type) admitted into the bed next to mine. At night as usual, the noises of children playing and laughing started and it went on the whole night. The next morning, the lady grumbled of lack of sleep due to the noises down at the lobby. Again, that very night, the noises started again. This time, the lady could not take it anymore and even asked me if I was bothered by noises. I simply shrugged because to tell the truth, I was already used to it. The lady then called the nurse attending the night shift and scoleded her for not keeping the children’s voices low. The nurse simply replied she could not hear a thing but the lady insisted that the nurse was lying. It was not until the next morning another day shift nurse told her that there was nothing they could do because these are ghost children.

Another encounter I had was when I was just admitted into the Taman Desa Hospital. At one time, I was awaken by an old man standing visiting my bed neighbors. Every day I could see him standing there smiling at me when I noticed him but he never spoke a word to the person he was visiting. The evening my girlfriend was sleeping soundly by my bedside when I was suddenly awaken. As usual I saw the old man and smiled back at him. This time around around, he spoke to me. We chatted for while until the old man told me he had to leave. We said our goodbyes and he left. My girlfriend woke up and asked me who I was talking to and I told her about the old man that always visited my bed neighbor. She looked at me with a funny look and asked me who I was talking about. She could not see any old man at all. Until now,I never saw the old man again.

2 days ago, when we post about Aishah story was published, somehow this site experienced some server problem and was unaccessible.

And one of my friend to tell me that. Apparently she is interested in ghost stories but she very scary to read about it in this blog.

Anyway, to compensate that, let me offer you this story of mine. It happened on my 1st sem in INSTEDT, when I stayed in the dorm.

I was sharing room with a girl named Seha, Kak Eira and Atin, and our room has a tiny window we used to dry our laundry. Our room was located on the top floor, 4th floor.

One morning, I was awakening by this horrible scream, just outside of our balcony. It sounded just outside of our window. It was very scary, sharp pitch, painful scream. And it was like floating in the air, near and far, up and down. One moment it was like on our balcony, the next moment it was above it, etc.

Old sweat all over me, I dare not to open my eyes, not even to stir around.
For perhaps a few minutes, the mosque started broadcasting its prayer, then the sound just disappeared.

Then, my roommate’s voice came, “Ejae, are you awake?”
“Yes, Seha, you hear that?”
“Ya, what is that?”

We were puzzled, but we quickly forgot about it.
The next morning, it repeated! It was repeated for 2-3 days. We checked around, apparently other rooms also heard it, but not on the 1st day we heard. We reported to the dorm head, who was trying to calm us.

Guess what? It ended also very abruptly. It ended just on the day that I was trying to record it.

I prepared my tape recorder, holding it in my blanker, wide awoke waiting for it to happen, but it did not. And it was gone.

This picture is my lil brother (Auni) after we went to shopping at Pavillion in Kuala Lumpur around 2 a.m. Try to look near my brother and zoom in. You will see the ghost. trust me.. this is not a edited from anyone. -PUT3-

Dalam kebanyakan cerita seram yang ditunjukkan di televisyen, ia menayangkan bahawa hantu puntianak membunuh mangsanya dengan menghisap darah di bahagian tengkuk mangsa. Namun begitu di dunia yang nyata, tiada kes dilaporkan mengenai adanya manusia yang mati dibunuh oleh puntianak.

Puntianak ini dikatakan mempunyai lubang dibelakang tengkuknya. Sesiapa yang berjaya hidup ketika berjumpa puntianak dalam jelmaan wanita dan memasukkan paku ke dalam lubang ini dikatakan menjadikan puntianak tersebut kekal menjadi wanita cantik. Sekiranya paku itu dikeluarkan, ia akan kembali sebagai puntianak. Bagaimanapun, anda dinasihatkan agar tidak cuba memaku mana-mana wanita yang dijumpai kerana akhirnya anda mungkin akan dituduh membunuh.

Hantu puntianak dikatakan sering menjelma sebagai wanita cantik yang berjalan seorang diri dijalan yang sunyi. Oleh itu, cerita ini kemungkinan bertujuan menghindari golongan wanita daripada diganggu oleh pemuda-pemuda yang takutkan puntianak ketika berjalan seorang diri di jalan yang sunyi.
Aishah (bukan nama sebenar) adalah seorang gadis kampung yang pemalu. Dia berhijrah ke ibukota sekitar tahun 1984. Aishah mengalami sejenis penyakit di mana matanya sangat sensitif terhadap cahaya yang terang. Sebab itulah Aishah sentiasa memakai kaca mata hitam. Dan Aishah paling pantang jikalau ada sesiapa yang mengambil gambarnya. Kerana dia sensitif terhadap 'flash' yang dikeluarkan oleh kamera. Cahaya yang terang akan menyebabkan Aishah mengalami migrain yang teruk.

Pernah sekali kilang tempat Aishah bekerja mengadakan jamuan tahunan. Jurugambar yang ditugaskan mengambil gambar tiba-tiba ter-snap gambar Aishah. Lantas Aishah terus mengalami sakit kepala yang teramat sangat sehingga berbuih mulutnya menahan kesakitan. Dia meronta-ronta di atas lantai sehinggalah pihak ambulan sampai. Selama 3 hari Aishah ditempatkan di hospital di dalam bilik yang istimewa di mana lampu dipadamkan dan hanya dibuka bila perlu. Jurugambar tersebut juga datang melawat Aishah dan meminta maaf kepadanya.

Sejak hari itu Aishah telah berhenti kerja. Doktor membekalkannya beberapa jenis ubat-ubatan dan disuruh agar berehat untuk satu jangkamasa yang lama. Dia hanya duduk di rumah sahaja dan hanya keluar pada waktu malam di mana cahaya tidak begitu terang untuk membeli makanan. Teman serumah yang simpati dengan keadaan Aishah mengizinkannya tinggal sementara di rumah tersebut tanpa perlu membayar sewa sehingga dia benar-benar sihat untuk pulang ke kampung.

Setelah sebulan, kini Aishah sudah sihat sepenuhnya. maka tibalah masa untuk Aishah pulang ke kampung. Pada malam itu Aishah keluar dari rumah untuk menuju ke stesen bas. Dalam perjalanan dia telah diculik oleh 4 lelaki yang menaiki sebuah kereta. Dia dibawa ke sebuah rumah kosong dan diikat kaki dan tangannya ke sebuah tiang. Aishah menangis meminta simpati. Pakaiannya ditanggalkan satu persatu dan dirogol secara bergilir-gilir. Salah seorang dari perogol tersebut mengeluarkan kamera untuk mengambil gambar perbuatan terkutuk itu. Aishah merayu supaya gambarnya tidak diambil. Dia cuba menerangkan mengenai keadaan penyakitnya yang sensitif terhadap cahaya. Namun penjahat tersebut tidak menghiraukan rayuan Aishah. Kali pertama gambar diambil, lampu flash yang menyilaukan itu menyebabkan penyakit Aishah datang kembali. Kepalanya sangat sakit. Dia menjerit-jerit kesakitan dan pada masa yang sama masih dirogol oleh 4 lelaki durjana tersebut.

Gambar diambil dengan bertubi-tubi. Setiap kali lampu flash tersebut terkena matanya, kepalanya merasa bagaikan dihiris-hiris. Itu belum dikira dengan kesakitan diperkosa dan penderitaan psikologi yang dialaminya ketika itu. Darah mula mengalir melalui hidung, telinga dan matanya. Setelah menderita diperkosa selama 4 jam, Aishah dibawa ke atas sebuah jambatan. Dan dia dicampak hidup-hidup dalam keadaan sakit kepala yang kronik dan badan yang lemah tidak bermaya.

Sebelum dicampak Aishah sempat berkata, "Sesiapa yang melihat gambarku yang diambil tanpa rela, aku akan seksa mereka di dalam mimpi dengan kesakitan yang sama yang aku alami. Aku sumpah. Dalam matiku sekalipun, celakalah mereka yang melihat gambarku!"

Keesokkan paginya 4 lelaki durjana itu pergi ke kedai foto untuk mencuci gambar yang mereka ambil. Sejumlah wang telah diberikan kepada tokei kedai gambar untuk merahsiakan perihal gambar yang dicuci. Mereka ketawa terbahak-bahak melihat gambar Aishah yang tidak berdaya dalam keadaan bogel yang sungguh memalukan itu.

Tiba-tiba kereta yang mereka naiki mengalami kemalangan dan terlanggar dahan pokok yang terjatuh ke atas jalanraya. Dahan pokok tersebut tembus melalui enjin kereta dan terus menusuk kepala pemandu. Dia mati di tempat kejadian.

Lelaki durjana yang kedua mati petang itu di hospital akibat pendarahan kepala yang teruk..

Lelaki ke-tiga selamat dari kemalangan dan dibenarkan pulang. Tetapi dalam perjalanan pulang dia tersandung dan terjatuh ke dalam longkang yang dalam. kakinya patah dan tidak mampu untuk memanjat kembali ke atas. Akhirnya mati lemas kerana ketika itu hujan turun selebat-lebatnya dan air naik dengan cepat.

Lelaki ke-empat pulang ke rumah. Pada malam itu dia bermimpi Aishah datang menemuinya dan memukul kepalanya dengan sebatang kayu. Pabila terjaga dia merasakan sakit kepala yang sangat teruk. Sakit kepala yang terlalu kronik sehingga dia hilang pertimbangan dan mengores-goreskan garfu ke kepalanya hingga berdarah. Dia kini menyesal dan merasakan dia sudah terkena sumpahan Aishah. Lantas dia menyerah diri ke balai polis berdekatan dan menceritakan semua perkara terkutuk yang dilakukannya terhadap Aishah yang malang itu. Semua gambar-gambar Aishah yang diambil ketika dirogol diserahkan kepada pihak polis. Pihak polis menahan lelaki ini di dalam lokap dan terus menjalankan operasi mencari Aishah.

Lelaki tersebut akhirnya mati di dalam lokap kerana menghantukkan kepalanya sendiri ke dinding ekoran dari sakit kepala yang tidak tertahan lagi.

Selepas 2 hari, mayat Aishah ditemui terapung di sungai. Dia dibawa ke hospital untuk bedah siasat dan dikenalpasti identitinya.

Doktor yang menjalankan bedah siasat mengambil sekeping gambar mayat Aishah untuk direkodkan. Apabila flash kamera tersebut memancar, jantung Aishah kembali berdegut buat seketika. Dan kedengaran mayat tersebut menghembuskan nafas. Perkara ini sangat memeningkan doktor itu.
Selepas gambar mayat dicuci, doktor tersebut ditemui mati kerana overdose makan ubat penahan sakit.























Diceritakan gambar yang disimpan oleh pihak polis kini dimusnahkan kerana sesiapa yang melihat gambar itu dilaporkan mengalami mimpi ngeri dan sakit kepala yang sangat teruk. Hari ini, gambar post-mortem mayat Aishah sudah ditemui kembali. Kes ini dirahsiakan daripada pengetahuan umum kerana sumpahan ini masih belum dapat diatasi. Dan sesiapa yang melihat gambar ini, malam nanti Aishah akan datang di dalam mimpi, dan apabila terjaga akan mengalami sakit kepala yang kronik. Mengikut pengalaman, imej tersebut akan menghantui pemandangan anda sehingga di mana-mana sahaja anda lihat, gambar mayat Aishah akan menjelma dalam pandangan anda.

Tak percaya? Cuba pejamkan mata dan dongak ke atas. Apa yang anda lihat?

Untuk mengelakkan dari terkena sumpahan Aishah, jangan lihat terus ke matanya. Jangan hantar gambar ini kepada sesiapapun jika anda masih sayangkan mereka.

This story I still bearing in my mind. I do not want to make the entire reader scare but maybe that’s just my friends experience to share. However, this experience was whispered to my ears by my own friends, Qin (now she studies in University).

Let me just call her Siti (same as my name). Siti was studying in a university further to the east coast of my country. The hostels are beautifully designed, and it was built facing the ocean. Sunset was always beautiful there, and it was the attraction of tourists from all over the world.

She was taking Office Management and technology too, just like me. She stayed in one of the oldest hostels, where each room was occupied with only two beds. The hostel was neat, and it was taken care of by an old lady who had been working there since the first batch of students registered. I will just call this old lady Mrs. Nora.

One night, Siti came back late from revision. It was already 10:30 p.m. She was too tired to ask her roommate to accompany her to the toilet. So she decided to go alone. On her way, she saw Mrs. Nora holding her broom, putting a grim face and somewhat concerned.

"What's wrong?" Siti was friendly, and she always greeted Mrs. Nora whenever they met. On that particular night, Siti sensed something was bothering Mrs. Nora.

"Go to the toilet, quick! I'll wait for you here. I have something to tell you," Mrs. Nora kept her grim face unchanged, and it doubled the curiosity in Siti's mind.

"Okay, Madam. Just give me 5 minutes,” sighed, but she didn't have the heart to reject Mrs. Nora's invitation to chat, even though she was damn tired and wanted to sleep real badly.

Soon afterwards, both of them were sprawled on the hard, cemented corridor, ignoring the cold air that began to creep under their garments. Siti looked straight into Mrs. Nora's eyes. Mrs. Nora’s didn't even blink.

"Have you ever noticed a girl who occupied the cube next to yours?" asked Mrs. Nora’s.
"The one with the hijab?" Siti asked, trying to confirm which girl that was referred to by Mrs. Noras. Out of nowhere, Siti thought it was natural to pick up to that particular girl, because she was the weird one. Nobody knew her, not even her name. She came and went like an anonymous person. Not like the other girl who also occupied the same room. The girl's name is Katrina.
"Yeah. She's the one. She's no longer here. It was terrible. Scary. Unbelievable, but it's true." Mrs. Nora shook her head several times, as if trying to deny her own story.

"What happened to her?" Siti was getting excited, and she had forgotten how tired she was. She could still remember the time when she accidentally bumped into the weird girl. The girl didn't even look at her. Siti leaned against the cold slab of wall at the corridor, provoking Mrs. Nora’s to blurt out the whole thing faster.

"Yesterday, Katrina came to me crying. She said something happened inside the cube the night before. She said she didn't want to stay with the weird girl anymore."

"Why?" Siti didn't have the patient to wait.

"That night, Katrina was already on her bed when the weird girl came back from God knows where. However, Katrina didn't have the mood to try initiating a little pillow chat with the girl. So she pretended to be asleep. But she kept one of her eyes open just a little, because she had began to feel suspicious about the girl. They hadn't even talked since the first day they occupied the room."

"Then?" asked Siti, prompting Mrs. Noras further.

"Katrina saw the girl lighted at least seven pieces of candles, and she didn't even take off her hijab. Katrina peeped from under the blanket, and she saw the most terrifying incident soon afterwards."

"What?" Siti gulped, feeling uncomfortable all of a sudden. Chill wind really made an effect to her skin then. All hair on her arms stood on ends.

"She saw the girl turned and twisted her hand, reaching for the light switch that was situated at the far end of the room. Her hands stretched just like rubber-bands. Katrina was totally scared but she didn't dare do anything until the next day."

"Tell me more." Siti was now gasping a bit, starting to feel awkward talking about it at the exact place were it really happened. The cube was just over there, and she had to pass it in order to be in her own cube.

"The next day, Katrina went to the warden to report about the incident. She brought along an objection letter refusing to share a room with that weird girl. And the funny thing was, when the warden checked, only confusion surfaced. The girl was never there. Katrina had been living all alone all this while." Mrs. Nora’s nodded, as if she knew Siti would ask her whether it was a joke.

"Until now, the weird girl just vanished. Whoop! She's gone, for good I hope. And now Katrina has been moved to a new block. Poor girl. She must be very shocked." Mrs. Nora’s twisted her face a little, and gave out a small sigh.

That was what Siti told me, based on what Mrs. Nora told her. Even though I wouldn't want to believe it, I knew it was real. I hope it won't happen to me, nor to you..

So I wish you all good luck and be brave. I know this story always happened I think all readers already know about this story…Maybe same like you.

Look at this scary pontianak ghost which i found from primbon.com. it is really scary is not it? Look at her body and her white hands that looked like a monster and. how if the ghost accompany you, when you are sleeping. Do you think that this ghost picture is real? i dont think so, i think this is not a real ghost picture, it is too impossible for some one to capture a ghost picture like this. As close as this and as real as this picture i mean. it is looked like a movie scene. just look at the environment color. this is indicate that there some thing manipulated with shadow dark and gold color. but it is really fun for us is not it it is a great work for the person who capture it. Thumb up for you!!!

Some people say that the scariest ghost in east country is Pocong. Definitely I agree with this opinion. It is known if someone forgets to release the tie of the death’s shroud, the corpse will rise from their grave and ask everyone to release the bond. This is a photo of Pocong’s appearance in a hospital. What does it actually want to do?

In my opinion, both Pocong and Pontianak are the scariest ghosts in Indonesia nor in Malaysia. Which one for you? However, this picture shows us how Pontianak looks like. It is very clear that she has a very long hair. Can’t you notice that?

This is an appearance in the hospital. This is one reason why I don’t like to go to hospital. I’m afraid to experience this moment again. I do hope this is for the last time.

Anyway, let me offer you this story of mine. It happened on my 1st year in INSTEDT, when I stayed in the class.

That semester when I was part 2, the famous story about “kakak pegang fail” or in English also known as “Lady bring file”. All students that already know about that story feel scared to go at 4th floor at computer lab. (Now that lab as my class for OMT 200).

The lab is located on the top floor, 4th floor. Regarding to that photo, the student that snaps the photo already knew no one inside that lab. They snap that photo in the morning because they first came and they felt boring so just for fun they snap the photo. After they looked at the photo, she noticed that had some one inside the class. Then it looked like a girl wearing a black scarf and smiled inside that photo. It was very shock and panic. So now who was in the lab??? Until now no answer for that.

Another story relate to that is, I hear from my friend (no need to mention) She said the cleaner always see the some one lady bring file and walk around 4th floor but no class at the 4th floor. The file that the lady brings is like an old file that had been use few years ago. Now we use the latest file and the file that the lady hold is no longer used The cleaner did not ask or talk to the lady, the cleaner just ignore because it always happen and the lady (ghost) not disturb others.

Now 4th floor is very busy because HES was move at that floor and the area is not so gloomy. Lady bring file still in my memory.

Any similar story to share?

Putri Nurshila bt Samad
-put3'mickey-

..love..
addicted to 'mickey'
purple and white
love my car
only in my heart 'family'
'homie frenz lover'
music and chating
romantic n sensitif
shopping n skatters

..hate..
liar
smoker
smelly person
gossip
messy and dirty
noisy and crowded
show off person (boy)
late and scolded by sum1

Name: Norazura binti zakaria
Nickname: Azura
06 july 2009 > cancer:::..
hate liar > jerks!:::...
hate being late > dont like waiting:::...
hate being ordered > i can do it myself lorhhhH:::..
Loves cooking > eat much!:::...
love pets > but not 4 me - it gonna be dead:::...
love butterfly > unique design:::...

Name: nur diana bt azhar
nickname: diana

Dienazlurvebutterfly

..love..
myself*butterflies
my parent*books
my family
chocolate
ice cream
cookies
spageti
shopping
pink, black
travel
independent


..hate..
snakes
liar
playboy
gedix n ngade2
cheater
person make mmy life sucks !!
snoring
smelly
show off person
annoying person