At first I did not believe in the name of a ghost let alone a supernatural thing. But this incident I experienced myself

At first I did not believe in the name of a ghost let alone a supernatural thing. But this incident I experienced myself when I was in a boarding house close to a guava tree, this is my story. Just around 1 pm I arrived at the boarding house, after previously me and my friends walk in the city of bandung. I went straight to the bathroom to wash my face and get ready for bed. It's been a habit before going to bed I checked the mobile phone and some social networks to just update the status.

When it was relaxed that was vaguely heard the sound of a woman crying, maybe my feelings came from my room next door. I immediately woke up and tried to close my ear to the wall that happened to be right by my bedside, the voice was very clearly coming from the side of the wall of my room. I wanted to get out and try to knock on the room, but I was afraid that it would interfere with her privacy.

I was discouraged and went to bed, tomorrow morning sunlight began to enter from the crevices of my bedroom window on this second floor. I went out of the room and when I looked out I sensed something quite strange, I remembered the crying sound of the woman I thought my friend had been last night. But after I realized this room is the most end, and on the right side of my room is a big guava tree.

I tried down to make sure, and sure enough the right side of my room was close to a guava tree. I ignored the woman's crying that night and rushed to the bathroom outside the room and left for college. That day after returning from college, I was with my friend back playing while looking for food and go home to boarding around 2 am.

Somehow, but that day I was so tired that I went to the bathroom. Kost is indeed in the renovation, as I exit the room and headed for the bathroom. Seen a quiet hallway with a floor that has not been covered by ceramics. I went into the bathroom that happened when it was empty, started cleaning and washing face and so forth. As I exited the bathroom, on the floor I saw a wet footprint with a foot size that was not too big the size of a woman's foot.

The feeling I did not see any footprints, I slowly noticed the footprints and seen that trace was heading to my room. I began to suspect and curious, because my room a little closed. I slowly slide the door and there is someone sitting in my room. A woman with shoulder-length long hair wearing a red shirt. I closed the door again, silent in front of my room.

Again I tried to open the door slowly, the woman was gone. I open my bedroom door and there is no one inside. I did not dare go into the room, I was still outside the room and look in all directions my room and clearly there is no one in the room.

Then who was that? my body started to tremble, I was so wrong. I tried to knock on the door of my boarding house room upstairs, but there was no answer. Then I decided to go downstairs, had not reached the stairs again heard the cry of a woman. I also ran down, it was under the very dark because the lights had been turned off and it seems that everyone is asleep.

I also tried to step out of the boarding house to find a place a bit bright and crowded. But before I got to the exit door suddenly heard a voice, I began to close my eyes and ears. Whoever slammed the door, I tried to reach the exit until suddenly the sound of the crying came again. Now it was getting louder and echoing, I ran trying to get out near the exit door but the door was locked.

And what I feel now is that the atmosphere gets darker like there's something behind that blocking the light from the second floor. When I look back. Gosh the figure was very tall with the body and long hair in a red shirt standing at the end of this hallway. His body is very tall, and his head is almost touching the ceiling. This time the woman giggled.

I tried to scream for help and finally it turns out my screams woke up all the boarders of this boardinghouse and the atmosphere became crowded, I was crying because of fear. That morning we all gathered and other boarders who heard my story. One by one told the incident they had ever experienced, it was not just me who saw the figure of the woman red high shirt.

After this boarding in the rukiah, then we know that the figure of the woman in red is the inhabitant of the guava tree behind the boarding house. He died from hit-and-run, his spirit did not find a way home so that it stays in one place that is in the guava tree. He often felt lonely so crying, since then no one dared to sleep through from 12 o'clock at night and it has become an unwritten rule in this boarding house.