The bulk of the dirt.

The black lady.

I only saw it once, but for me though, that one time was enough for me to know that this

entity is the harbinger of impending death.

I was a fifth grader in QE school at that time, 2008.

We always changed classrooms in every subject, so when it was time for our MAPA, music, arts,

physical education, and health class, I decided to sit at the very front row because it was

a subject that was kind of interested in.

Right when I sat down, I noticed I was directly facing an empty doorway.

The classroom we were in was a detached single story building that supposedly consists

of two classrooms, but the other room was converted into a storehouse, holding some of

the better art projects from students in the school.

Maybe for convenience, an interior doorway or opening, a doorway without a door, was installed

in the wall between the two rooms just beside the huge chalkboard.

It was halfway through the class when I started to feel uncomfortable.

My whole body just felt so heavy.

It was as though something was pushing down on my shoulders.

At that time, I didn't really feel troubled about it, so I just brushed it off, telling

myself that maybe I was just tired.

The MAPA was the last subject we had for the whole morning and we would have an hour

break for lunch after, so I thought to myself then that I was going to go home after class

and rest or sleep half an hour after having lunch.

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