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I killed a professional serial killer in the kitchen toilet!! 😭

2nd Ramadan, on a beautiful Dhuha, at pressure 60 pascal.

Hello everyone. Today i want to share w you somewhat brand new sad, drama, horror & thriller story on Netflix. Kidding. 

2 months ago, when there were nobody at home except this beautiful young lady named Rao-hayna and her little baby sister, bumped to her notorious psycho stalker when she didn't wear her spectacles! 

It all started at 8.00 am. When Rao thought she should repay her parents for paying her school, by doing house chores. She washed the dishes, she cleaned the kitchen, she swept the maniac on the floor, she she she she she's EVERYTHING! ( disclaimer: but still not as good as her mother )

After preparing her baby sister the most scrumptious anchovies porridge, she suddenly felt her little stomach aching with no mercy. So she put her baby sister down and look straight at the kitchen toilet where people invest their businesses there successfully. But that look didn't stand for Rao even a minute, Rao's baby sister shouted, screamed and forced Rao to take her with!

Rao thought that maybe she could take time waiting her mother to come home. So she decided to just forget her dream and feed her baby sister. She then went to the kitchen, wanting to wash her dirty-clean hand and... wait. What is that horrible black patch on the wall? 

Rao then look a little closer like a bird box version for her stupid 400-powered glasses went to buy some groceries.

Hahshsgsgsiwowlmaksowkwnw8w9wjwnq9191j2h3gevslspzkznxbfbfkspwpwowi3heveuw9q91ob2v3v49eownwvw OH MY GOD IT'S... IT'S.... IT'S.........SKSKWOQOW9WWOWVV3EI9S9SOSHSVSVWWIWOOQOWJSOSIRU43G3B3NWKSK HELPPPPOPO 9999999999 HELPPPPPPPPPP 

There was a SNAIL without its shell (euwwnwjwkwkwjwjsjsksk) tryna relax in the cold, comfortable toilet 😭😭😭😭

Rao shouted like nobody's there. Like no one's existed in the neighbourhood. Literally because she knew no one's gonna help her and that's equivalent to she's the only one in the world that currently living and breathing.

She felt that her heart starting to beat quicker than a running horse, and in her stomach, nobody knows what enzymes had been released there. Her mouth, suddenly became mute. Her body, seemed like someone's had pulled the body plug that connects with the wire from her brain. She can't move. All in her head was " 999, please there's a silent killer in the toilet. Get rid of it please, 😭😭😭 "

And yes. Rao cried and her voice was beyond the helicopter. SO LOUD. She quickly ran to get her basic kinda phone and called her mother.

"*shouting like she met Harry Styles* , UMIIIIIII ADA ADA ADA *SHOUTS AGAIN*, *CRIES*, UMI TOLONG *SHOUTS*, " MOM TURNED OFF THE PHONE. 😫☠

Rao felt like her body is going to be seperated to 10 parts. That's just how traumatised Rao is whenever she found a snail in her radar. She doesn't hate snail. It just makes her feel uncomfortable and tortured. Just like everyone else whenever they meet lotus pods. Just like everyone else whenever they meet centipedes in their swimming suits. It is how her body reacts to the surroundings. Just. Like. Everyone. Else.

Rao waited 3 hours and took a look again in the toilet, either the silent killer changed its mind and decided to look for another victim. And oooh, where is it? The killer's gone! But it's hard to confirm for Rao is somewhat near to blindness.

She then turned on the light and stare as if she is buying some potatoes. Checking either the potato is good or no.

There was no sign of the killer and its presence hours ago, sure made lots of enzymes in Rao's tummy so..as Rao stepping her precious, clean feet in the toilet..

***SHOUT AS IF YOU LITTLE BROTHER STEPPED ON YOUR 3 MONTHS AGO SCHOOL PAPER PROJECT U NEED TO SUBMIT TOMORROW*******

I saw... a small critter moved as fast as lightning.. 😭😭😭 it can stretches itself 4 inches long approximately and.. it has a pair of antenna 😭😭😭😭 and the colour was kinda dark green with a lil touch of chocolate euwwwwwww 😭😭😭😭😭☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠.

I jumped out from the toilet and saw how literally only 4 seconds for the snail to move from the floor to the pipe. And ya i vomitted. Seeing those really. Can. make. me die.

I cannot stand it anymore, what made u think my house is YOUR HOUSE? I went ahead to grab some epsom salt and i fill a plastic jar with water. I dissolved the salt and turned on a video call with my pops and mother. They were like sssup? What's happening in the kitchen? Where is the baby? Has she eaten?

With anxiety, and flustery feeling, i threw  the salty liquid to the snail and SCREAMED CUZ I AM KILLING LIVING THING 😭😭😭😭 I CRIED AFTER THE SNAIL FELL AND IT WAS LIKE SHRINKING AND MISSING. I MEAN THE THING I SAW MOVING LIKE A FERARRI IN THE TOILET HAS TURNED INTO SOMETHING..still? Like it is vanished just like that!!!.

I turned off the video call and wrote everything down in the family WhatsApp group.. told them the event and.. i can't stop crying.. i never killed any living creature (after ants, mosquitoes and cockroaches).

But... i am feel attacked. I feel tortured. I feel like im going to lose my mind. I just can't get along with it so why it was there? I believe that even saints will do the same thing if they are on my shoes. Standing in front of one of their biggest fear.


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    1. I guess if i called u that day u are going to mute it and let me scream all by myself thinking that u hear me aren't u 😂

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