The villa's ghost

Jessica, my best friend, invited me to stay 3 nights at her family's villa in Batu, Java. Actually I was reluctant, because it reminded me of childhood memories that still traumatize me to this day. I was only 8 years old, when my mother's family took us on vacation in the newly built villa. The villa has a 4-storey building, from the outside everything looks normal and does not show a spooky impression at all. I, who was a child at the time and bored because I had to watch adults busy telling stories, decided to go downstairs. Downstairs is a basement room that has been transformed into a room, complete with a bathroom that is entirely glass-walled. During the day everything looks so beautiful, not to mention that in those days buildings filled with glass were still rare. But don't expect you to feel comfortable when night falls. The first oddity I encountered was finding the footprints of a small child on the floor, unlike in the movie it was dirty and full of mud, they were just like someone's sweaty feet. Surprisingly in the villa at that time the only child was me and my nephew who was only 8 months old. So the footprints are not ours. Deg. When suddenly my whole body rustled, it was as if the wind had just passed through the stove of my neck. I, feeling scared, ran upstairs to look for people. "No why?" Asked the villa keeper. "Anu Bi." I was cut off confused to explain how. "See the little boy?" "No, Bi Anu earlier..." "Ella, do you want to eat?" Cut Mama called me to the dining room. "Yes ma'am for a moment." "That's Non called Mama, Auntie says goodbye first." Yesterday's events were like past winds for me as a child, but not for 'them'. Today Mama and her brother went to the Market to shop for groceries, My other cousins ​​went swimming, so at home there was only me, the Villa caretaker Aunt, my 8 month old niece and her Baby Sitter. The villa guard aunt seemed to be in her room, while my niece and baby sitter were on the 1st floor. I was alone on the 2nd floor accompanied by TV shows on Sundays. After getting tired of watching, I decided to turn off the TV and read the comic book I brought from home. Deg. My heart seemed to stop beating when I saw the reflection of the dead TV screen there was a small child standing at the bottom of the stairs. His stature was like that of a normal human, only oddly enough that he wasn't wearing any clothes. I ventured to look back, but the child was gone. I looked back at the TV screen and he was still standing in the same place. How is this, to go to the Baby Sitter and my Nephew's place I have to go through the stairs, but my legs can't move at all because I'm too scared.

hh. I decided to turn on the TV so I wouldn't see the child's reflection again. But no matter how many times I press the ON button, the TV still won't turn on and the child is still visible on the screen. "Ella where are you?" "Mom." I answered slowly because I was afraid he would know where I was. "Ellaa." I close my eyes. "Maaaaaaaaaa here." "Why?" My mom asked running to me. "Earlier. Earlier. It was there." "What is it?" Mama asked cutting me off. I fell silent. The image of the child had disappeared from the TV screen, as if he only wanted to show himself to me alone. "It's okay Mom." That night I had forgotten about the incident earlier, maybe because I was too busy enjoying the BBQ Party. But this calm didn't last long, we who held an event at Roof Top were suddenly startled by the screams of my cousin who was busy on the phone with his girlfriend. "Kara why?" Asked Aunt Rini down to her son. Kaira was silent, then while crying began to tell what happened. // At that time he had deliberately gone to the bottom floor, so he could make a call without hearing any noise. Understandably not only did we have a BBQ Party, we also played fireworks. Everything was normal, until for a moment he heard the sound of approaching footsteps. "Wait a minute Don, someone's coming." "Who?" Doni asked curiously. "Weird." "Why?" "There's no one." "You heard wrong maybe." At that time Kaira still didn't think it was strange and thought that maybe she heard wrong. But not long after that strange things happened again. "Who's Kai there?" "No one, why?" Kaira asked confused, because absolutely no one came downstairs. "Um." Doni answered doubtfully. "So what, Don?" "You are sure? Because I heard someone was talking." Kira was silent. At this time he was alone, even our voices above were not heard by him, how did Doni who was on the phone with him hear the sound? "Not. Not. Not." The sound of glass being knocked, made Kaira unconsciously see the source of the sound, but how surprised she was when she saw a woman with a bloody face staring at her. "Kaira is afraid Ma, Kaira wants to go home!" "Tomorrow we go home, kid." "Now Mom." She whined still crying in fear.

"Your papa is sleeping, you drank too much with Uncle Hasan." "We sleep together in the living room, okay?" Aunt Rini persuaded. After what happened to Kaira, I decided to tell Mama what happened to me while I was here. But unexpectedly, it turned out that not only me, Kaira, but Mama and Aunt Rini also experienced some strange events. Actually, the strange events experienced by Mama and Aunt Rini were not in the form of sightings, only small things such as a water faucet that suddenly turned on, the sound of a small child laughing, and footsteps. But still it didn't make me feel comfortable, especially they had dared to show themselves to me and Kaira. So when we got home, Papa contacted the owner of the villa to do some cleaning. Unfortunately the owner of the villa has given up on what happened to the tenants. Because they have repeatedly brought in smart people, but the watchmen still don't want to leave because they feel they have been there first.