Curry👻😭😲

"Nont" has just moved into a new project townhome where the atmosphere is quiet (until almost silent). He likes this house very much. The only exception is "Aunt Sai." The kind-hearted old lady who is at the adjacent house. Aunt Sai often stands in front of the house every day with a bag of curry in her hand.

"Nont...Aunt made some curry. Seen working tired. Take to eat. "

Nont took it with respect, even though he noticed that Aunt Sai was always wearing the same dress - a pale morning shirt with a strange smell floating from his aunt, a jasmine-like smell mixed with something...Rotting.

The disorder began to clear.

A week passed. Nont began to feel it was too strange.

The Curry That Never Wasted: The curry that Aunt Sai gave Nont left on the table for three days without refrigerating, but it didn't mold up, didn't bulge, and still smoked like it was just scooping out of the pot all the time.

Voices in the night: Every night at 3 a.m., the sound of "chop."..I.....I....."It was like a man with scissors to trim the branches of a fence between the houses. When he looked at his face, he saw the shadow of an old woman standing with his eyes on a jasmine tree in the darkness.

Other People's Eyes: When a food delivery person or a package delivery worker comes to their home, they look at their late aunt's house in a paranoid gesture, and quickly stuff their stuff in their hands and twist the car away immediately.

The truth hidden in the fence.

Saturday, Nont decided to walk to greet a neighbor on the other side who was a teenager named "Kong."

"Kong, the aunt next door...You're diligent, right? At three o'clock, you're still cutting down the tree. "Nont invited to talk for fun.

Kong remained silent for a moment, visibly pale, before asking a trembling voice. "Elder...Are you talking to Aunt Sai? "

"You bring curry every day. Why?"

Kong moved closer and whispered: "Brother Nont, your late aunt has been gone for three months...You died in the kitchen making curry, and before people found a body, the smell of curry and the smell of corpses was mixed. "

Conclusions that invite hair to rise

He walked back into the house numb and glanced at the bag of curry that Aunt Sai had just brought this morning on the table.

This time he decided to unpack the bag into a bowl...

As soon as the curry comes out, it's not vegetables or shrimp, it's curly, white hair and finger fragments that are so rotting that they see bones floating around their necks in a dark orange curry, the jasmine smell mixed with so strong a rotten smell that they barely vomit.

As Nont was about to run out of the house, a voice rang out in the ear...Is a familiar hoarse voice.

"Nont...Why don't you eat? Aunt is determined to do her best..."

Nont gradually turned to the sound...I saw Aunt Sai, in his original costume, standing in the middle of his drawing room, and one of the Gaxies' faces began to rot until he saw a jaw bone, and he was holding a large scissor, and slowly smiling at him until his mouth tore to his ear.

That night...No one saw Nont leave that house again.

Neighbor-style horror tidbits

Don't take food from an unknown person: especially if the person looks unusually "pale."

Notice the smell: The smell of cold fragrant flowers at a time when wood should have, often not a good omen.

Scary good intentions: Sometimes ghosts are just lonely and want their neighbors to live with them "forever."# Trending # Ghost story # lemon 8 diary # Trends today # lemon 8 diary