The Others in The Other Room
It was 3am again… like other ordinary days. And like other ordinary days lights were only out at 3am, but… this time it was not me who turn the light off. Instead, this time my roomie Annie turned out the light while I was fully asleep.
Too bad for her.
Apparently, the moment she was about to doze off she heard some whispers. Oh well, a couple whispering? or three? or more? I don’t know. Unfortunately, she did not wake me up to hear those things together with her. Probably some hot gossips bout the underworld. Or probably bout my just-too-sexy-bra hanging on the chair. Hmm… Well, could be anything. Not that I haven’t encounter any paranormal sightings in my other room before (for the people who do not know that I stay in BJ on weekdays, my other room is the masterbedroom at Vista B1), but few months back I’ve heard laughters at precisely 3am.
Hmm… I guess *The Others must’ve got my spasticity of laughing-at-apparent-nothing-syndrome eversince I co-habit with them in 2003. Or *The Others must’ve simply think Annie and I are amusing.
(* For my loyal readers who do not know what the heck am I talking about, go watch The Others starring Nicole Kidman and… a few other actors)