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pull on my blanket....what could it be...the pontianak i saw?what the hell.i dare not pull my blankets out to see what was pulling my blanket.I just lay there,scared.the pulling got harder and harder till the whole blanket came off.oh shit!i closed my eyes.there was this soft touch on the base on my feet.i can't resist the temptation anymore but to open my eyes.to my relief,it wasn't the pontianak but to my horror,it was another ghost...fuck....

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