Ang Babayi sa Comfort Room

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NOTE: Tagalog & English versions below.

Naga-ulan sadtong hapon. Bangod tigpululi na madamo nga bumulutho ang nagtipon sa lobby, nagahulat nga maghupa ang ulan. Naglisensya si Len sa iya mga barkada nga mapa-comfort room siya anay, dayon lakat sang madasig.
Pag-abre niya sang pwerta tuman ka bugnaw nga hangin ang gilayon sumugata kay Len. Wala sang iban nga tawo sa sulod. Wala sang okupante ang tatlo ka cubicles. Waay sapayan nagpalangligbos ang iya balahibo, wala ini ginsapak ni Len. Dumdum niya, basi tuga lang ini sang mabugnaw nga hangin nga nagsuhot pasulod sa gamay nga bintana sang comfort room. Gilayon siya nagsulod sa una nga cubicle agud magpangihi. Tuman ka linong sa comfort room. Ang mabati-an gid lang amo ang pagwaswas sang ulan sa gwa.
Sang matapos na si Len, nagpanghugas ini kag nagpanghilam-os. Nakita sini nga medyo nagabungayngay ang iya malaba nga buhok gani ginpakamaayo sini nga pungoson ini. Masako si Len sa pagkaayo sa iya buhok sang mabatyagan sini ang pag-igo sang tuman ka bugnaw nga hangin sa iya nawala nga abaga. Napasiplat ini sa bintana sa pagdumdum nga hangin yadto gikan sa gwa. Pagliso sini sa espeho, nagmuludlo ang iya mga mata. Isa ka tuman ka lapsi nga kamot ang nagatandog sa iya abaga. Kamot yadto sang isa ka babayi nga ang nawong natakpan sang malaba sini nga buhok, kag ini ang nagasul-ob sang puti nga roba nga nagasadsad sa salog. Wala sang istorya nga may nagapang-murto sa comfort room sang buluthuan gani amo na lang ang pagkakugmat ni Len. Hinali nga naghalakhak sang makahaladlok ang babayi nga nakaputi. Ang tingog sini daw sa bruha nga nagahirikhik. Nagatiyabaw nga daw bu-ang si Len sa pagtirik sini paguwa sa hulot.

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Ang Babae sa Comfort Room

Umuulan nang hapong iyon. Dahil uwian na’y maraming estudyante ang nagtipon sa lobby, hinihintay ang paghupa ng malakas na ulan. Nagpaalam si Len sa mga kabarkada na pupunta muna siya sa comfort room, sabay lakad ng matulin.
Pagbukas niya ng pinto ng comfort room, napakalamig na hangin ang agad sumalubong kay Len. Walang ibang tao sa loob. Walang okupante sa tatlong cubicle. Nanindig man ang kanyang balahibo sa lamig na bumalot sa kanyang katawa’y binalewala lang iyon ni Len. Sa isip niya, marahil ay dulot lamang iyon ng malamig na hangin sa labas na sumuot papasok sa maliit na bintana ng comfort room. Agad siyang pumasok sa unang cubicle upang sagutin ang tawag ng kalikasan. Sobrang tahimik ng comfort room. Ang tanging maririnig ay ang ragasa ng ulan sa labas.
Nang matapos ay naghugas ng kamay si Len at naghilamos. Napansin niyang medyo buhaghag ang nakalugay niyang buhok kaya naisipan niyang itali ito. Nakatuon sa pag-aayos ng kanyang buhok si Len nang isang sobrang lamig na hangin ang dumampi sa kaliwang balikat niya. Napatingin siya sa bintana sa inaakalang hangin iyon mula sa labas. Pagbaling niya sa salamin ay nanlaki ang kanyang mga mata. Isang napakaputlang kamay ang nakadampi sa kanyang balikat. At iyon ay kamay ng isang babae na ang mukha ay natatakpan ng mahabang buhok at ito’y nakaputi na roba na sayad sa sahig. Walang kwento na may multo sa comfort room ng paaralan kaya gayon na lamang ang pagkagitla ni Len. Biglang pumakawala ng nakakasindak na halakhak ang babaeng nakaputi. Ang boses nito ay parang bruhang tumatawa. Nagtitili si Len na parang nawalan ng bait sa pagkaripas palabas ng silid na iyon.

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The Woman in the Comfort Room

It was raining that afternoon. Classes have ended and students gathered in the lobby, waiting for the heavy rain to stop. Len left her buddies for a while and walked swiftly to the comfort room.
Upon opening the door, cold air greeted Len. There was nobody else inside. All three cubicles were empty. Despite the strange chill she felt, which made the hairs on her arms stand on end, Len shrugged it off as cold wind from outside that seeped into the room through the small window. She went into the first cubicle to answer the call of nature. It was eerily quiet inside the comfort room. Only the rushing of the pouring rain outside could be heard.
When she was done, Len washed her hands then her face. She noticed that her long hair looked unkempt so she decided to tie it up. Len was busy tending her hair when a very cold gust of wind touched her left shoulder. She glanced at the window, thinking that it was probably wind from outside. When she turned back to the mirror, her eyes widened. A very pale hand was touching her shoulder. That hand belonged to a woman whose face was hidden by her very long hair, and was wearing a white robe that touched the floor. There were no stories of ghosts haunting the school’s comfort room so it came as a terrifying surprise for Len. The woman in white suddenly let out a terrifying laugh. Her voice was like that of a cackling hag. Len screamed like crazy while scrambling out of the room.

END

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The Vandal

TODD chuckled as he uncapped the permanent marker.

“Oh boy, this would make a perfect mark on the wall,” he thought to himself, glancing at the smooth and clean surface of the cubicle’s wall. It would surely make the janitor freak out. He chuckled again and aimed the marker’s point at the wall as if it was a dart ready to hit the desired target.

Then, something dropped beside him. He turned and what he saw made him pee again. It was a woman in white hanging upside-down. The face was pallid and rotten and the eyes were burning red. The dried lips parted and released a horrific shriek that filled his ears.

“The hell are you doing?!” it blasted at him.

He tried to scream but nothing came out of his mouth. The ghost’s maniacal laughter was the last thing he heard before he lost consciousness.

THE END

At the Art Lecture

IT was this year’s Art Festival. Free art lectures and workshops here and there. Amateur and professional artists and art enthusiasts alike swarmed in the venue.

I was so engrossed with the lecturer’s discussion on the Classical Revival that I didn’t notice when a girl sat beside me. When I finally did, the first thing I noticed were her clothes. She was wearing a uniform from a certain university–long sleeved white polo blouse with a black necktie and a black and white checkered skirt. It was Sunday but there she was, fully dressed for school.

She was looking away as if staring at the wall so I didn’t have a good look at her face.

The other attendees didn’t seem to notice her. I thought maybe because we were at the last row.

Then she turned to me suddenly. My heart jumped to my mouth. Her eyesockets were two gaping empty black holes dripping with blood–lots of blood!

I backed away in shock and fell to the floor with a violent jerk, only to realize that it was all a dream. The fat guy beside me obviously noticed.

I guess it served me right for dozing off in the middle of a lecture. But that girl really creeped me out.

THE END