MRT Horror story
My friend’s friend’s friend had an awful encounter on the MRT the other day.
No lah, the armed guards didn’t harass her.
No one bang-pwee-ed in the train.
And there was no delay cos no one hopped down the tracks to retrieve something…
The horror story begins when my friend’s friend’s friend saw a lady dressed in white walking to the doors, preparing to alight.
(It’s the seventh lunar month, but no this isn’t a ghost story.)
As the MRT approached the next station, my friend’s friend’s friend heard a thud. I assume it’s a loud thud, cos everyone turned to look for the source of the noise.
To their utmost horror, my friend’s friend’s friend and her fellow commuters saw a sanitary pad on the floor.
It landed beside the feet of the lady in white.
All their faces turned white.
Cos the pad wasn’t white.
OMG OMG OMG OMG!
Luckily for the lady in white, the doors opened in less than five seconds and she ran off without a second glance.
OMG OMG OMG OMG!
How did it happen?
OMG OMG OMG OMG!
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