My Story: This story took place at Woodlands, my old house. It happened when we had just moved, 3 years ago.

My brothers and I was ordered by mum to clean the long kitchen. We started fine, playing while cleaning, making a huge soap mess as well as lots of noise, then my brothers started sliding around. Knowing they were having fun, I continued cleaning, not daring to play with them.

Then suddenly, my older brother, Along, asked me to look at the way he and my youngest brother, Adik, slide past each other. It started nicely, then, when they reach the other side, Along quickly asked Adik, whom was standing near the doorway, to run over to his side. He sounded really frightened and confused.

Confused myself, I asked him what had happened. He said he heard our mum’s voice. At that time, we knew she was still sleeping since she worked night shift. Walking out of the kitchen quickly, we asked him what had he heard. He said he heard mum asking angrily why we are playing and the voice sounded just like mum. Though knowing that that was not mum, we asked her anyway, to confirm it. Surely, that was not mum.

But, who was it?