THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST, SPEAK TO ALL WHO LISTEN...
THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST, SPEAK TO ALL WHO LISTEN...
This happened about 3 yrs ago, when i was only 13. I was in Pahang at that time, celebrating my sister’s wedding with a malaysian man. All my family, relatives were present to celebrate this occasion. It was a blast, with cutthroat head-banging rock music and limp bizkit’s hits played all day at full volume. …
This is a true story which happened to a friend, X. This happen in Malaysia. I’m a Malaysian living in a small village in Johor. On the way back to Johor, there is this particular stretch where accidents always occured. What happen to X is when I’m in Singapore. From what I heard from my …
I’m very sure that most of u have heard abt the haunted highway in our ‘neighbouring country’ rite? Well this is what i heard from a friend of mine, abt the highway. According to him, a lot of accidents have been reported for the past years since it was first build. Even some contractors fall …
It happens two years ago, when i visited my uncle at Malaysia. As usual, i will take off from my work to get away from all the stress. I reach my uncle place at about late evening. It was late cause i travelled there by using my bike. It was about eight plus than i …
Basically its not of a story to tell but an information that i would like to share to you guys. According to my sister who went to Malaysia for an NPCC trip at Taman Negara(pahang)last year, they actually visited the orang asli who actually lived in the jungle as squatters as they make shift their …
My stories began when i was still a little kid. I like to stay until very late. One day, my grandmother is going to a trip to malaysia to pay a visit to her relatives. The relatives live far away from the city. It is like living in some of the jungle. When i reach …
It happened to me and two of my colleagues from Singapore in April 1988 at the carpark of an office building in KL. We were working at an exhibition in PWTC and decided to go to a fast-food restaurant at that office building basement for dinner one evening. I drove and parked in the underground …
When I was little, I lived in a small Malaysian town called Klang and on a street address that said ‘Cat’s Eyes’. It was the early Seventies where even the Far East still celebrated Chubby Checker, the Beatles and Woodstock. The middle-class neighborhood boasted rows of single-storey terraced houses that were fanned by oil palm …
Atan was a salesman who often travels around the east coast of Malaysia. On one occasion, he was in Mersing, Johor, on a business trip that lasted till nightfall. A local advice him not to take the journey to back Kuantan that very night, giving the reason that the Mersing-Kuantan road was infamous for its …
After reading loads and loads of ghost stories, I’ve decided to tell you a story which happened to me in 1995, while I was living in Sabah. It was quite an experience to me, as I’ve never seen anything like it before. As my dad was a policeman, we got to travel a lot around …