First, is long wait for bus.
Then is the 8 year old girl who died at neighbouring block.
On saturday.........
I packed my things and took a bus to interchange. Going to meet my brothers and go back together.
When I got on the bus, I went to upper deck to get a sit. At that time, I was feeling happy because I am going back.
Out of no where, I felt my shoulder being tapped so I turned back. First, I saw two fingers that have some wrinkles on them and some dirt. Then my sight followed the arm to look at the face. It was a woman who is more than 50 years old, wearing a not so new t-shirt.
She was talking to me. I did not get what she is saying the first time. But it is ok, she repeated it again. Then I realised that she was speaking in Hokkien. She said something like "lio kao boa, jiat kopi" ($2.50, drink coffee).
My first reaction..... I look at her and think to myself , "are you kidding me? since when did beggars turn change their work place to be on a bus?"
My reply to her is to turn and look outside the window, ignoring her. After she asked for 5 times, she went back to her seat.
And I start to think about what happened. My first guess was that she is not mentally sound and wanted to test my theory when other people came up to the second deck. Funny enough, she did not approach anyone else (do I look like those who will easily give away money?)
My curiosity was aroused. I wanted to take another look at her. So when the bus reached interchange, I took a look backwards as I was going down the stairs. I was freaked out. There was the lady, sitting 4 or 5 rows behind me. She was staring at me with anger, accusation, disbelieve, confused look (anger being the bigger part of it). I don't know how so many emotions can fit in the eyes but she did it.
I concluded that there is only two possibilities:
1. She have some mental conditions. the look in her eyes have some similarity to the look of a person who is plain crazy. Trust me, I know.
Lets divert a while to a story in secondary school...
One fine day after school (my classes in morning), I waited at the bus stop for public bus to come. Suddenly, someone grabbed my tie (part of school uniform) and pulled me towards him. He was around 40's, Malay/Indonesian.
He pulled me very close to his face and stared at my eyes. I could hear his breathing which is like panting after heavy exercise. He uses a lot of strength on his hold of my tie and I had difficulty breathing.
I could tell that he was very agitated and there is no way I could have matched his strength. (I was still a small skinny kid. And it is proven that crazy people have tremendous strength) All I could do was just stared back at him with terrified look on my face. Time seems to stop still and I was cursing at all the other students around me for not helping me or even noticing the situation I was in. I wanted to look away but his face was too close to my face, blocking my vision of other things.
After an eternity (actual time is no more than 3 minutes), he released me and sit quietly, dejectedly. I quickly took off my tie and stood far from him, all the while keeping an eye on him, preparing to run away if he comes at me again. ( no idea how I was going to do it when my whole body was shaking from the shock)
Fortunately, he left it as it is. But those looks... those looks.....
2. Do ghosts roam around in the day time? If they do, she might be one of them.
(oh damn, I am writing this in the night. And I am alone in the whole damn apartment... oh shit>
