The scariest thing in the world are the human beings. I don't believe in ghost or bad spirits,they are not real. They are just imagination of a person who believes with them. For me, people are more frightening because they can harm you. My scariest experience i ever had, happened when i was still living in dubai. My friends and I, together with my boyfriend decide to go for a night swimming. It was a fun night, really! And when the time came, it almost 2 am in the morning we plan to go home.
Me and my boyfriend look for taxi. when the cab stop in front of us he told us that we are not allowed to ride with wet clothes. But the thing is we lied to him, because we really wanna go home. We are exausted and sleepy that time. My clothes are all wet and dirty with sand all over with it. Its not obvious because I'm covered up a big beach towel. I was not able to change clothes, coz the washroom is too far from us. Of course my boyfriend was able to change, his a guy And he can change anywhere.
When we reach home, we pay the driver. Get out with his taxi and he immediately saw the sofa where i seated it was all wet. He get angry with us, the way he speak and his accent he is obviously a pakistan. He say a lot of things but we didn't mind him. We just go on, until we reach the elevetor of our building. When the time the elevator closing. There was a hand holding the door to prevent it from closing. We are shock because it was the driver, before that happened I already press the 5th floor botton but then when the taxi driver came in my boyfriend abruptly press the 7th floor botton. Until the door was closed,The driver complaining over and over again.
I was really scared, because he is really scary! When the door open at 5th floor, my boyfriend press my hand very hard and i automatically gets his point. He was asking ask to pay for the damage of his taxi, he was really angry! We didn't do any damage, and yes i admit that the backseat of his taxi was wet. he was asking for payment, and my boyfriend told him we will pay in there main office. He reply No, and when door open in 7th floor. We get out in the elevator, and my mind is shouting "what now? What are we gonna do? This is not my floor, so where we going?" I'm panicking inside and my boyfriend is till acting calm. The driving was threatening us now, he said he will call police and he doesn't believe that the 7th floor is where we lives.
And I decided to talk to him. I said "ok call the police, go on call it. I don't care anymore i wont be giving any money to you, i will give to your office i will pay there." And he finaly said " ok come with me, i give you to the police and ready your money but i want only you to go with me downstairs, my colleague is waiting for me".Then my boyfriend said "no, will wait here until morning!dont mind him his lying!" He seated near the door of the garbage chute and i followed him.
The driver seated infront of the elavator and the last thing he said "my duty will be finish at 5am and now it's already 3:30am. My car is park and when the office noticed my radar is not moving they will surely came here with police and i'll make sure you will go to jail" I really don't know what to do that time, I don't want to disturb the people living on that floor and I'm probably sure they will not also here us also. Until the time moves, it reach 5am. The driver stand up and said "i'll go back with police! Or if not Everyday i will go here until you already pay me for my taxi" then he went inside the elavator and gone in a minute. But we wait for 30mins before standing up.
After that we went down to 5th floor and finally got home. For me it was a nightmare, i know it was our fault but even we made a mistake, the driver atleast give us a good treatment. And the way he speak to us there is something different about it. I was not able to move on with that experience. It took me almost 2 or 3 weeks. It gave me phobia, my duty is 4pm to 12 Am even my shop is very near to our accomodation around 10mins walking.
I don't want to walk alone, i alway ask someone to walk me home. Everytime there is taxi park for a min. On the praking lot it makes me nervous and scared. This was the scariest exprience that I won't able to forget. When i was a child I was afraid of ghost story and movie but i still love watching them even now.
But As I grew up I realized that i am scared with living people because some of them can do harm on you. These people like to enjoy to see others suffering. And then they would come to you as if nothing happens. They neither feel sorry on what they have done to you nor admit it. Unlike ghosts, they would condemn you whether or not you deem harmful to them. So how about you, do you still afraid with ghost after hearing my story or should you be more frightened to the person next to you?
Me and my boyfriend look for taxi. when the cab stop in front of us he told us that we are not allowed to ride with wet clothes. But the thing is we lied to him, because we really wanna go home. We are exausted and sleepy that time. My clothes are all wet and dirty with sand all over with it. Its not obvious because I'm covered up a big beach towel. I was not able to change clothes, coz the washroom is too far from us. Of course my boyfriend was able to change, his a guy And he can change anywhere.
When we reach home, we pay the driver. Get out with his taxi and he immediately saw the sofa where i seated it was all wet. He get angry with us, the way he speak and his accent he is obviously a pakistan. He say a lot of things but we didn't mind him. We just go on, until we reach the elevetor of our building. When the time the elevator closing. There was a hand holding the door to prevent it from closing. We are shock because it was the driver, before that happened I already press the 5th floor botton but then when the taxi driver came in my boyfriend abruptly press the 7th floor botton. Until the door was closed,The driver complaining over and over again.
I was really scared, because he is really scary! When the door open at 5th floor, my boyfriend press my hand very hard and i automatically gets his point. He was asking ask to pay for the damage of his taxi, he was really angry! We didn't do any damage, and yes i admit that the backseat of his taxi was wet. he was asking for payment, and my boyfriend told him we will pay in there main office. He reply No, and when door open in 7th floor. We get out in the elevator, and my mind is shouting "what now? What are we gonna do? This is not my floor, so where we going?" I'm panicking inside and my boyfriend is till acting calm. The driving was threatening us now, he said he will call police and he doesn't believe that the 7th floor is where we lives.
And I decided to talk to him. I said "ok call the police, go on call it. I don't care anymore i wont be giving any money to you, i will give to your office i will pay there." And he finaly said " ok come with me, i give you to the police and ready your money but i want only you to go with me downstairs, my colleague is waiting for me".Then my boyfriend said "no, will wait here until morning!dont mind him his lying!" He seated near the door of the garbage chute and i followed him.
The driver seated infront of the elavator and the last thing he said "my duty will be finish at 5am and now it's already 3:30am. My car is park and when the office noticed my radar is not moving they will surely came here with police and i'll make sure you will go to jail" I really don't know what to do that time, I don't want to disturb the people living on that floor and I'm probably sure they will not also here us also. Until the time moves, it reach 5am. The driver stand up and said "i'll go back with police! Or if not Everyday i will go here until you already pay me for my taxi" then he went inside the elavator and gone in a minute. But we wait for 30mins before standing up.
After that we went down to 5th floor and finally got home. For me it was a nightmare, i know it was our fault but even we made a mistake, the driver atleast give us a good treatment. And the way he speak to us there is something different about it. I was not able to move on with that experience. It took me almost 2 or 3 weeks. It gave me phobia, my duty is 4pm to 12 Am even my shop is very near to our accomodation around 10mins walking.
I don't want to walk alone, i alway ask someone to walk me home. Everytime there is taxi park for a min. On the praking lot it makes me nervous and scared. This was the scariest exprience that I won't able to forget. When i was a child I was afraid of ghost story and movie but i still love watching them even now.
But As I grew up I realized that i am scared with living people because some of them can do harm on you. These people like to enjoy to see others suffering. And then they would come to you as if nothing happens. They neither feel sorry on what they have done to you nor admit it. Unlike ghosts, they would condemn you whether or not you deem harmful to them. So how about you, do you still afraid with ghost after hearing my story or should you be more frightened to the person next to you?