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Do you have a brother??
I have one and he's annoying as hell.
Well, not every time but mostly he is.
......and this book is about us.
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Just a collection of stories about me and my brother.
A special thanks for @TheoDora55555 fo...
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*sobs* I wish I can look that confident holding a bike.
Anyway ~~~ happy reading! 😘
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It's not a secret that my family consists of people who enjoy eating soo much. The thing that makes me feel grateful is, consuming them does not increase my weight.. XD
It also happens with my brother. He also doesn't get fat eating those plates of rice every single day. I'm impressed!!!
Uh....maybe it affected mom a bit. She never wants to admit it though. Hahaha.
Well, speaking of food, a few nights ago my brother suddenly knocked at my room and asked me to accompany him to buy something to eat. When I saw the clock beside my bed, it was almost one AM. AB hadn't slept then since he had homeworks to do. At the same time, I had no interest to close my eyes too early since I was free from school anyway.
"Why don't you just make noodles or something??" I asked him.
"I just ate one this afternoon. I'm bored of eating the same, Sis. Come on! It won't be long." AB answered.
"I'm lazy."
"Oh, hey there, Lazy. I'm hungry."
I pursed my lips hearing his joke. "Whatever! Just go by yourself."
AB put a hand on his chest, like he was hurt from hearing my words and winced. "Minion! Are you seriously letting me go alone? Tsk, tsk. I can't believe it. My sister no longer cares for me. And later she will go to college and maybe she'll forget about me. And one day when finally she has a boy--"
I cut his rants with my pillow. It hit him right on his face. I didn't regret it. Seriously.
"FINE!" I groaned, getting up from bed. "But you better buy an extra for me or I will eat yours."
AB made a victory style and we quickly got out from the house using the motorcycle.
The thing I like the most from the housing complex I live is it's not hard to find the taverns. There are many along the street and there are many kinds of food we can choose. They keep their place open until three or four in the morning which makes people like AB and me easy to fill our hunger.
It only takes a minute or two for AB and me to arrive at one of those taverns by a motorcycle. On the way, I noticed that my surroundings were too quiet. There's only one or two motorcycles past. Sometimes a car. Suddenly I felt a bit scared. I had a feeling there's someone - or something - behind me. Especially when we passed the market near our house, I saw a thin fog around us. Plus, the air was chilling. Cold and uncomfortable.
It's already like a scene in a horror movie. 😭
AB used jacket at the time while I didn't. Maybe that's why he didn't feel the low temperature. I wanted to tell him about the strange environment but I was afraid he would freak out.
My dear brother, who never doubts to punch someone who messes with his family members, unfortunately is chicken-hearted for something like ghost.
It got worse when I felt like soft wind blew at the back of my neck. It made the hair there stand up. I swore it's so scary at the time. I clutched my brother's jacket hard. For the sake of AB, I shut my mouth, averting my eyes from the rearview mirror.
I was afraid if I took a glance at it, I would see something scary there.
Ughhh ~ I even didn't want to imagine it. 😭😭😭😭
I felt better when we escaped the narrow street and headed to the wider one. We started seeing one or two taverns and I could breath normally again.
After buying what AB wanted, we went home. I begged AB to use the different route. Even thought he wondered why I didn't want to use the previous street, he did what I asked and we arrived home safely.
We ate together in the Hall of Hobbies. After finishing our meals, AB finally asked me the curiosity he held on our journey back home. Since we were already at home, I told him.
AB widened his eyes in terror. He immediately reached his phone and opened the calendar.
"Sis," AB said hoarsely, showing me the calendar. "It's friday."
Realizing it, I shuddered a bit. In my country, Friday dawn and Friday night are always believed as the time when ghosts become more 'active'. Our ancestors passed it as stories. We, the young generation, don't want to believe it but something supernatural indeed mostly happened on that day. So we couldn't doubt it anymore.
Well, whatever followed AB and me that night, I was glad it didn't harm us. We arrived safely and I, by force, had to stay with AB until he finished his job.
What a night!
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Here's a little conversation between my uncle (CC's father) and me. He called a few hours after CC arrived home.
Uncle: Hey, Naya! I've seen the pictures of you, AB and CC on his phone. You grew as a beautiful girl, my niece.
