THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST, SPEAK TO ALL WHO LISTEN...
THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST, SPEAK TO ALL WHO LISTEN...
This story happened to my father, uncles and a cousin a long time ago. At that time, my father was still living in a kampung called Kampung Berseri, at Jalan Bahar. I know that place because I had the chance to live in the Kampung during my childhood years. This was before everyone started to …
This incident happened to me when i was twelve. It was about 9p.m. when my mum received a call from her relative saying that her uncle(in malaysia) was terribly sick and was like going to die. So she had to quickly leave home to visit her uncle. Since i was the only child and was …
It happened recently during the school days. I was the type of person who would not like to sit quietly at home. That particular day, I was not suppose to go to school cause the teachers were having this particular meeting the whole day long. Being a ‘good liar’, I told my mom and dad …
We are on the grave of my uncle’s. This was the second day of my uncles death..I and my friends went out from house at around 7p.m. My uncle was a good man. He loves to went outings with me and my friends. But we were not around when my uncle died. We were enjoying …
This true stories happen to my big sister at my granpa house at Malacca. Anyway the story begins like this…………. My granpa use to live at Melacca beside this weired house where no one use to live there for years. Some neighbours behind the house says that the house were haunted, some said that in …
This happened in 1998. It was midnight at the Kuala Lumpur Station heading to Singapore. My grandma was telling me that the route where our train is heading have a lot of pocong!! And it was about 2.15 am. AND IT WAS THE TIME WHEN THE POCONGS COMEs OUT. The train came about 3 minutes …
When i was 15,my school teacher told me a few of her encounters with ghost. She said that last time there was once in her Kampung house that she encountered a ghost. She didn’t say whether it was pontianak, puchong or anything that the Malays believed. She said, one night when she open her eyes …
Man, were we tired! My family and I had spent practically the whole day at my aunt’s house, helping her get ready for her son’s wedding. It was past eleven by the time we headed home. When we reached our house, most of us kids were already half-asleep. We stumbled out of our car, only …
This is my first of sharing my scary experience that I have gone through years back. There are few and here’s one of it. I have a Malay neighbor aunt who good relationship for years with my family since I’m young age. Lots exchanges in helping, delicious dish and out traveling goes before end of …