THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST, SPEAK TO ALL WHO LISTEN...
THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST, SPEAK TO ALL WHO LISTEN...
What? You don’t believe there are Pontianak’s? Just wait till you hear this one. I lived in a zinc-roofed house hidden in the forest pretty near the Botanic Gardens. It was quite secluded and most people didn’t know about it, although you could usually get a peep at it, when you passed by the road. …
I thought Toyols were native Malay ghosts but it seems they are internationally available. My speculation is the result of some information the apprentice at my garage has given me. He has a foster father in Hong Kong who earns a lot of money. Everybody thinks Lady Luck has smiled on him, but my apprentice, …
I was in Cameron Highlands with two of my girlfriends some time ago. We booked into a hotel that let the three of us stay together for the night. Everything seemed fine, we were comfortable and were making a girl talk when we heard a thump from one corner of the room. We looked but …
When I was in Pre-University, I was good pals with one of my teachers. She was an English teacher and she always treated me like an adult. She told me once about this book (I can’t remember the title now), a collection of true short stories involving the supernatural, in fact, the film, The Exorcist, …
I used to live in the old Kampung near the Novena MRT station. My eldest sister told us this story. This happened to her when she was quite young and coming from school one day. As she was approaching the village she thought she saw someone standing in front of her. She thought maybe it …
I was living in one of those SIT flats in Kim Keat Avenue. During my pre-university days, I would study late into the night in the tiny kitchen. There were only two bedrooms in those flats and as they were occupied by my brothers and sisters and mother, i didn’t want to disturb them by …
In a corner of the corridor backstage of a local theatre, where the actor’s changing rooms are, there is a tiny, almost unnoticeable, little porcelain idol. I’ll tell you why it is there. I was acting in a play in the theatre and was dead tired by the end of an unusually long run of …
When I was a small boy, so I am told, there was an incident that affected me directly. My grandmother was bringing me back home quite late at night after visiting a relative’s place, when suddenly there was a strong and unusual rustling in the branch of a tree ahead of us. No one else …
One day after driving everybody home in the company car after the night shift, I was back in the company premises and sleeping in the car quite peacefully with my shirt open because it was a warm night and I had the windows down. Suddenly, I was awakened by this leopard’s paw that just reached …
A taxi driver picks up a young woman on a lonely road late at night (ofcourse). She tells him to take her to her house in a deserted area. She does not speak to him at all and looks rather distraught. The taxi driver keeps glancing at her through the rear view mirror. Her quietness …
