Today's Story

 Today, I want to share a very funny incident that also involves myths or many perceptions about its truth. On Tuesday, the 10th, just like any other day, I had to go to campus because I had three classes scheduled. As usual, I woke up at 5 in the morning, performed the dawn prayer, took a shower, and got ready for my classes. When I was about to leave, I was in such a hurry that I forgot to bring my house key.

Upon arriving in class, the lessons began as usual, and I still hadn't realized that I had left my house key behind. After the first class, I proceeded to the next lecture. Before that, there was some time to have a meal. While eating, I absentmindedly played with my friend's motorcycle key before the food arrived.

After finishing my meal, my friends and I returned to class to continue our studies. The lectures proceeded peacefully, and when someone informed us that the room we were using was needed by others, I explained that this second class was a relocated schedule, so we had to find an empty classroom for the lecture. We decided to have the lecture outdoors in the schoolyard. When the clock struck eleven, the lecture ended. My friend and I decided to head back home.

Before going back to my dorm, my friend and I decided to stop for a moment to buy rice for me and some drinks. When I got back to my room, I searched for my house key, but I couldn't find it. It was then that I realized I had left it inside my room. I contacted my roommate and asked him to open our room with his key. I started searching for my key inside our room, but I couldn't find it. I assumed that my house key was lost or left somewhere.

I felt strangely calm, as if nothing was missing, but in reality, I still hadn't found my key. My friend and I decided to search for it on the streets and places we had visited. However, I didn't find it until the third class began. The lecture started, but my mind was still on my key. However, my heart kept telling me to stay calm; the key must be in my room and not lost.

After the class ended, we went back to our rooms. I had resigned myself to the fact that I might never find my key, and it could be duplicated from my friend's key. When I reached my room and placed my bag on the table, I wanted to clean my face using a cotton pad. To my surprise, I heard a sound like a key inside the plastic bag containing the cotton pads. I was right; my key was inside that plastic bag.

I had held that plastic bag when I came back after my second class, but I didn't feel the presence of the key. It was a strange incident, and I have encountered such things quite frequently. Perhaps it's not just me, but also some of you reading this. According to my friend, it might have been borrowed by a supernatural being or by someone invisible, someone we can't see with our eyes but can feel their presence.

Alright, that's my story for today. I hope it entertained you.