Cerita

Here it goes.
Last 2 days, 
I was driving back home,
alone, late at night.
It was pitch black, 
and there wasn't any other car except mine, on  the road.
As any other driver. I would look at the side mirror everytime I change the lane.
Suddenly,
when I was about to change my route to the left lane,
I looked at the passenger's side mirror,
and then I saw it.
It was a figure of a woman, sitting on the seat in my car.
I sat still and nothing came out of my mouth.
My hands were shaking, but still, I sat in silence.
I tried to look back to the side mirror, and she was still there.
I don't know why but I kept looking at her, wishing that she would disappear.
But she didn't.
Until...
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I figured out that the person in the side mirror was me.
Someone had pushed/folded my side mirror inside when I parked my car.
So the 'she' was actually my reflection on the mirror.
Patut lah she was wearing the same baju kurung as mine.
Feuuuhhhhhh.
Hihi.