Kampong

Penunggu

This story actually happened to my late mother. My mother lived in kampong Bukit Timah Rd. This incident happened when my mother used to stayed late at night. My kampong that time has no electricity compare to the other kampong. So that late night the wheather was very warm…..so that particular night my mother ‘berkemban’…try …

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Ghost Of Tree

This is actually not my story. It came from my my grandpa’s brother. This story is based on his experiences in the kampong days in the 1950s. On a fine night in a party, so many people like eating biscuits. When everybody ate the biscuits, so many biscuits will be finish. When the biscuits are …

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The Bomoh

If your mum were born between 1940-1950s, i’m sure she would heard of stories about not to open door to strangers at night during the 60s. This story started way many years back when there is this urban legend of a lady bomoh where everyone calls her “Kum Kum”. This story starts like this… Once, …

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