No, I didn't recieve some special encounter with a ghost, or devil, or anything that has to do with the undead, but because of something that has gone on for already three nights, I was scared that I could've died.
It was 1:00 in the morning when I started to fall asleep. I had this huge chocolate cake for dinner and it was oozing with chocolate cream, also meaning oozing with caffeine. So two hours after I fell asleep, I heard my parents running around the room trying to get a good look outside the windows.
Some drunkard was fighting the guard in our neighborhood.
We could hear what they were saying almost clearly. The wife of the drunkard was shouting, "Parang awa mo na!" (Like a cry of mercy in Filipino) And we could hear fists hitting the other person and my parents were even saying that they heard a gunshot!
I nearly cried at that. But thankfully, our neighbor called us, and confirmed that they weren't armed. I prayed to God that the fight would be over soon and we would be safe. My parents called the police and told them to please go to our street and stop this fight. Someone could've gotten killed at this rate, so they called the police.
Unfortunately, it was already ten minutes, and the guard and the drunkard were both bleeding like crazy. My parents called again.
This time, we could here they were shouting louder than ever. The punches were harder, screams were louder than someone screaming into a microphone on full volume.
Ten more minutes later, we heard the police siren and we new that it was all over.
 Sora Akamatsu · Sat Nov 04, 2006 @ 03:49am · 5 Comments |
