Aren't you tired of bearing so many myths and prophecies? Aren't you exhausted of holding anecdotes related to Bloody Marry and friends? How can you be so mean to be the only most devilish time of the day? 《Refer to caption》 Dear 3.33 AM Let me reciprocate you a story my grandma used to tell me. She began like, 'It's 3.33 AM. The owls are hooking, breaking the silence of the deadly night. The strays are howling, sensing some bizarre footprints at the night. Suddenly, outof nowhere the clock stops. Tick tock tick... and then sheer silence. Alas, the mirror broke into 13 pieces and those broken pieces arrayed to give an eerie message 'I have arrived. ' At first I used to giggle at her illogical stories but one day something happened that shocked me to the peak. One day, I lost her. Yeah my story teller, I lost her when she was sleeping. The white coats revealed that she died at 3.33 AM exactly. I was wrenched, my blood was curdled. I mean how devilish you are. I do fear you, don't I ? Since that very day. How can I forget the movies when you're domineering the clock and used to cease and calling evil spirits to do their spell and charms. Despite of being afraid of you I am challenging you to show your charisma and kill me in my sleep. I hope you won't behave as a coward and will once meet me. Let's see how demonic you are. Waiting for you impatiently. Hope to encounter you soon.
