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I faintly heard the sound of a girl crying in the corner of the room. My first reaction was that I got goosebumps at this boys' boarding house. How could there be the sound of a girl crying? I immediately woke up Lace and Judi on my left and right. It turned out they weren't asleep either. Yes, I also heard the words Yi. Oh, thank goodness, that doesn't mean it. I just let it be. Rendra said softly while trying to be calm, eh boro-boro calm down, didn't it go away, the sound of the crying got lo

uder and louder and the more the crying sounded more and more sad and heart-wrenching asalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, meet me again, Andre, of course on the Jilang channel Malang's friend Jilang Malang's story, this time I will bring you a horror story about boarding school children, and again this story comes from the mystery traveler's Facebook. Good friend, Jang Malam. What's the next story? Don't wait any longer. Are you ready? brush [Music] [Music] so boarding house children are

really fun. Living far from overseas cities and not being in the same house as you is sometimes really fun, children sometimes can do whatever they like as long as there are boundaries and those are the things that bring exciting and unforgettable experiences, well, that's one of the experiences which many children have experienced horror experiences, aka mystical things beyond reason, in boarding houses, especially those that have been standing for decades, must have been inhabited by dozens of

people and have become silent witnesses to many, so Mrs. Mauut-nu, many children are less fortunate and find boarding houses or boarding rooms that are haunted The following are some stories summarized by the sound of crying in an empty room. I experienced this story when I was in the 3rd semester of college. At that time, I had new college assignments, lots of group assignments and there were also group assignments every day. The result was that I often slept in my friends' boarding house to d

o my assignments because I'm originally from this city before I went to college, I wasn't familiar with boarding houses, so this is a new experience for me. The boarding house that is most often used as a place to do assignments by my group is the Bayu boarding house. This Bayu boarding house is not far from campus. The building is big and it looks quite old. If I'm not mistaken, there are around 15 rooms in the guy's area and there's only one empty room. It's quite popular, right. Well, at that

time there were around 7 people doing group assignments in Bayu's room because this assignment had a deadline. tomorrow morning until 11 o'clock at night we are still in the boarding room to complete the assignment skip skip skip finally around curfew the group assignment is finished because it's already that time we are all too lazy to go home. Anyways tomorrow morning it's already time for it to be finished again finally we decide to just hang out at Bayu's boarding room , at first we slept w

ith seven guys crowded together and some of them had big bodies, I swear it was really comfortable. Finally, Bayu had the idea that some of us would sleep in the empty room in the boarding house. Bayu said the room was never locked and it was inside the room. There was also a spring bed, pillows and a blanket and a darada desdes kur. Finally, but in Akamaaranua, guys, choose to be the person in the room. The jokan [Music] immediately felt the air stuffy. It seemed like the room hadn't been occup

ied for a long time. At that time, the three of us didn't think anything of it. -like I just wanted to go to sleep because tomorrow morning I was going to college after lying on the bed for a few moments I faintly heard the sound of a girl crying in the corner of the room. My first reaction was that I got goosebumps at this guy's boarding house. How come there could be the sound of a girl crying? I immediately woke up Rendra Danudi on the left and On my right, they have n't even slept yet . whic

h was the source of the crying sound with the help of the flashlight from the cellphone, you could see that faintly in the corner of the room there was a figure of a girl wearing a white shirt sitting leaning against the wall, her hair was long and her skin was pale, the figure of the girl was sitting on her side, sobbing uncontrollably, fortunately, UN she was facing towards me, but still I I've got it, Mr. Akusungari, without any orders, we ran all the way out of the postal building until we f

inally stopped at a coffee shop which was located in front of the boarding house, thinking about going back to Bayu's room, the important thing was to get out of the boarding house first, seeing the three of us running away, The owner of the Warkop was agitated with a pale face, clearly surprised, finally, after calming down, I told him what the three of us had seen. Warkop's wasn't surprised or anything , in fact, with a smile, he shot the room in the corner and finally the father told him abou

t the history of the boarding room. It turns out that Bayu's boarding house used to be a girls' boarding house. About 15 years ago there was a girl who lived in the boarding house who committed suicide by drinking insect poison. Nonon said it was because she broke up with each other, hah, that's the girl's room in the corner and That's where he committed suicide . Since then, the boarding house was deserted, the occupants left one by one, finally around 9 years or 10 years after the incident, th

e boarding house was opened again, but as a boarding house for boys, men are a bit ignorant and many people don't easily believe in things like that. But the strange thing is The room in the corner is still rarely occupied, maybe because if someone does, they will see the same thing we saw just now. After dawn, the three of us dared to go into the boarding house again and went straight to Bayu's room. The three of us decided to tell various stories to how scared he was. So I'm afraid that I'll h

ave to look for a new boarding house. So that one day he can check out the same one as before, but I hope not and that was the last time I played at Bayu's boarding house because a few weeks later he moved boarding houses either because of the ghost of the girl in the corner room or because of something else. other things, but I swear I didn't say anything about what happened that night to Bayu , it's a bit scary, yes, my friend disappeared at night when we were staying at a friend's boarding ho

use, suddenly we experienced or saw a scary astral figure, okay, my friend disappeared at night Continue Yes, there are still stories about haunted boarding houses or horror boarding houses. Music students, graduating from high school, I migrated to this city to continue my education, aka college. My campus is in a quite busy and strategic area near my campus. There are also several other campuses, one of which is my art campus. I found a boarding house that I felt was comfortable, the building

was on the same level, I occupied a room on the top floor, Dar room number Ki , and I was wondering if someone was waiting, but I was going to be there. I was invited by one of my high school friends who happened to be studying on the same campus as I was, but there was a maklowok boarding house. - Guys, when they're hanging out, smoking and drinking coffee, can have time at that time, I also really enjoy hanging out, I feel like it's already curfew at the guys' boarding house, but usually it's

not around the time I get to the boarding house. OK, the gate isn't locked, but the atmosphere in the boarding house is very quiet. Yes, that's understandable . Well, even though it's a Saturday night, if it's at that time, most of the boarding house residents will definitely be asleep and some might not really want to go back to the boarding house. I slowly climb the stairs to the top floor, afraid that the sound of my footsteps will wake up the other boarding house residents. When I get to my

room, I immediately change. clothes, the intention was to go to sleep straight away, but even though the lamp was turned off, the fan was turned on, I still couldn't sleep, I don't know why, in the end, I just played on my cell phone until suddenly I heard something from the room next to me, the room in the far corner, at first the sound was faint, I thought it was the sound of the wind or what, but the longer the sound became clearer, the sound was like the sound of a violin. The sound clearly

came from the corner room. I immediately thought Oh, it turns out there is a room next door that uses the sound of a violin. That's really nice to hear. It's true and it makes me sleepy. I thought, this must be the one who occupies the next room. This music student at the boarding house is also close to the art campus and there is a music department there but why is he playing football at 3 in the morning like this I'm just trying to think positively maybe he has an exam tomorrow Eh but tomorrow

is Sunday Oh yes maybe tomorrow he there's a concert stage or something. I'm trying to be positive Just thinking again, Bi Asang could be an introduction, just in the mind the voice suddenly changes to a voice that sayssayersand p, just like the voice of the bow, which is also Mer andakengkan, not in English anyway Wow, fix this, Mas, the resident of the boarding house next door must be a very talented music student The sound of the music students singing was heard until I don't know how long i

t took until I finally fell asleep. I woke up. I glanced at the time on my cellphone and it was already 10 in the morning. I immediately got up and took my toiletries. I rushed out of the room and headed for the bathroom upstairs. it's at the end of the hall right next to the room of the music students who had a concert last night until they put me to sleep when I passed by their room, the room was closed tightly as usual, maybe the master was still sleeping or maybe he had already left. Since I

finished showering in the morning, I looked for breakfast at the reorder stall in front of the boarding house in It was quiet there, there was only one guy who was having breakfast and saw me coming out of the boarding house, he greeted me at the boarding house there too. Oh, it turns out the neighbor, Yes, his Mas is also my son, he was bothering us then an acquaintance named Mas Ded, he's been in this boarding house for about 2 years and he occupies the biggest room. near the motorbike parkin

g lot, after we both finished breakfast, Mas Ded and I were walking back to your boarding house, where did Mas Ded ask, Mas, I pointed towards my room. Oh, it's safe, the children upstairs are all fine, why did he say again, so did I then I remember the music students who last night played the Viola in the next room, ask Mas Dedy, I'm curious because it's been almost a week since I posted here and I haven't met the music students, bro, what about the music students in the room next to me? Do you

know me? also asked Mas Dedy. Mas Dedy looked shocked and confused. Hah, music student, I disturbed you and Redi was silent for a long time. OK. This is something is not right, Mas. Why do you know it's okay, my Kokanda Sil tried to lighten the atmosphere and the annoying part started Mas invited me to sit on a long bench near the motorbike parking area, he said, next to the room I was living in. Oh, a music student, I also told him about what I heard last night while I was telling the story, M

as. You know the room next to me where you could hear the sound of violins and singing. Last night it was almost osong, damn it, so who was playing the violin and singing last night there, finally Mas Ded revealed a story that gave me goosebumps. About a year ago, the room was inhabited by a student too, but not student majoring in music, he really has a hobby of music, especially playing the violin and singing. When this student was boarding in the next room, all the boarding house residents we

re no longer surprised by the sound of the violin and sometimes the sound of singing in the room. Well, during the long holiday, this student went home but On his way he had a motorbike accident and died. The horror is that even though he was already dead and the things in his room had also been taken back by his family to his hometown, sometimes the sound of violins and singing can still often be heard from his room , which to this day is empty and uninhabited, sialp means yangam I'm like that,

I'm not going to excuse me, I'm still getting goosebumps and cold sweat the following nights I never again heard the sound of a violin or singing from the next room, really only once, maybe it was anyone or whatever that was now in the next room. I wanted to get to know him at that time because I was also a new resident, the important thing was that I believed I wouldn't disturb him, in fact I tried to pray for him so that he would be calm in nature. There was quite a chill, yes, my friend told

me tonight, maybe apart from this story, it could happen to my friend, I said tonight, who experienced the stories horror in the boarding house or in other places too, in my opinion this story is quite a horror, yes, if it is really true, the end of this horror story was experienced by my friend, let's call her name Anita. This Anita is a student at a Private university Since she was little, Anita has been a quiet person, but she doesn't have many friends. It's not surprising that while living

in her boarding house, Anita rarely, in fact, never socializes with her neighbors or people around her room. It's not that she's arrogant. Anita is not the type of student who likes to socialize and chat. with other people during college, their daily activities were just coolies and then Pul diarnya that night An was in her studies J Dingding had already answered Puk Mal Ti just knya room door at night like this she doesn't have many acquaintances and friends who will visit late at night like th

is Is it possible that it's mother The boarding house wanted to collect the rent but couldn't it be late at night? Gini. Because she was curious, Anita immediately went to open the door carefully. She opened the door when the door opened. In front of the door, there stood a woman of about legal age, wearing clothes like Pi at her glance. Say and An M had bruises on her breasts because Mera didn't know her . Ingersen stopped her and asked W to go into her room. After the two of them entered the r

oom, Anita immediately turned on the water dispenser to let the water flow and took a wait for the gallon of water to get hot and chatted with the woman next to her. The woman introduced her. with her because all this time she never knew who lived in this boarding house because she didn't know what else to ask. Anita finally asked about the bruises on Tari Tari's face and answered that she was fighting with her boyfriend and in the end her boyfriend hit her in the face. Hearing Anita felt sorry

for Tari and suggested that she immediately report to the police or at least report it to the boarding house mother. It didn't matter. I just smiled bitterly. After the water dispenser was hot and filled, I was determined to report the incident to Mrs. K tomorrow morning. Unfortunately, the next morning the child met the mother. Finally he went to campus and went to college as usual and at lunch I met R, his classmate at Kan. The two of them chatted and made small talk while waiting for the food

order to be delivered to me. In the middle of the conversation, maybe because I ran out of topics, R arrived. -Suddenly asked: Are you a girl's boarding house on Jalan Kenari ? It's just bothering you, he said, in the area where you boarded, there was once a case of a guy killing his girl. The girl was beaten and then he said, his head was acting as if he was acting like this. If PH was going to be quiet, he wouldn't reply to R's story. He could only remember what happened. Last night, the woma

n's figure was hanging, her face was full and some were clenched into fists, maybe it was the male S Ti's brother who was a ghost last night, rushing to lunch so he could go back to his boarding house as quickly as possible all afternoon. Until evening, Anita could only remain silent, sweat covered her body, she didn't know who it was. The dancing figure he met last night, his nightmare didn't stop there because that night he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps in front of his boarding room an

d his heart seemed to stop beating. He was scared but he still had to check the origin of the sound. Slowly, Amitra opened a hill. the curtains on the window of his boarding house, what he saw made him almost faint. In front of the door of his room, there was the same dancing figure of the woman he met last night, but this time instead of pajamas, she was wearing a long, messy white dress, her body was covered in blood spots and there was a pair of scissors stuck in her head. The dancing figure

looked at Anita, she smiled and immediately the blood flowed between her lips seeing the terrible sight. Anita immediately closed the window, her body trembled and that night Anita couldn't sleep. She just prayed and prayed. She recited every prayer verse that she could remember. I could, almost the morning after the incident, decide to move boarding houses and try to interact with other boarding house residents in the new boarding house. They said that I would make real friends and acquaintance

s instead of being invited to make strange acquaintances because I didn't have any friends. Wow, friends are coming. tonight the last story from the mystery traveler really gives me goosebumps, if this actually happens to me, God forbid it hasn't happened yet. Of course, you can read a prayer or something. Anita even had time to close the curtains, she said, maybe when this happens to me, I might faint right away. Okay, friends of Jilang that night, three stories about haunted boarding houses, y

es, and this story comes from her FB, a mystery traveler for friends of Jilang that night. If you want to read the story straight away, just search on the mystery wanderer, yes, the story is good, OK, friends, before the evening, don't forget to leave a trace. Yes, who knows, the friends of the Jilang at night have experienced a mystery or horror incident when they were in the boarding house, OK, friends, before the evening, I haven't forgotten also to remind you to subscribe and press the bell

button so that the videos from the late night channel go to your channel and don't forget, I also apologize if there are words that are not good, the intonation is not good, please forgive me. Good friend, lost at night, story about boarding house The horror is over. That's all from me, wasalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh