The Karang Guni Man
Americ
Ting Wei, GOH (b.1982)
One day, I was at home eating my lunch when suddenly I heard a faint human voice from a distant. The Karang Guni Man was here! I heard his shouting. “Karang Guni!" I felt his presence closer by the minute. The honking of his rusted car horn got louder by the second. Every step he took down the stairs, carrying a metallic stomp, sent shivers down my spine. I felt that I was getting nearer to him. As I pricked up my ears waiting for his arrival, I heard a whole mass of sound around me. My house phone rang and the lift arrived at my floor. Cars zoomed past the neighborhood and people vacuumed their houses. Doorbells rang and doors were knocked. Radios were switched on to different FM stations, the clock chimes sounded and people talked. Suddenly, I felt happy.
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