GHOSTS HUNT YOU WHILE YOU'RE SLEEPING!!!

Lakiun Camp Brunei

What i am about to relate is a true account. It happened to me in 1991.
I can’t remember the month exactly, but i was still serving my full-time NS. My appointment by training is an infantry section leader. Which makes me a corporal. These days this rank is called “3rd Sergeant”. The unit i was serving in was 2 SIR.

It was the first evening of the battalion exercise. Most of the unit was outfield for exercise in the brunean jungles. Brunei is famous for its dense rain-forests. The tree tops are so high that they effectively cut off any moonlight. Making it pitch-black after dark..

I was delegated to stay in camp with some of the calafare ( i.e Attn B and Attn C those guys with medical sick leave.. The only other NCO ( specialist ) with me was another corporal. Let’s call him Corporal C. And i will be Corporal B.

Lakuin camp is rumoured to be built over cheap land. In this case, it was supposedly used to be a muslim burial ground. During our nightly RO ( routine order) read out by that day’s Duty Officer, he reminded us that if we needed to relieve ourselves. i.e urinate or shit. We should only do it in the toilet.

For those of you who have not been to Lakun Camp. The barracks are built long. Almost entirely wooden, except for the tin roofs. They are designed with 2 exit points on either ends. Where there should be windows, instead it is just window frame without any cover,doors or shutters. Rain would be prevented by the fact that the an extra roof extends really low.The barrack is built a few feet off the ground.

It was about the late afternoon, me and some of the men were bored. And you know what happens with idle minds. We began to think of crazy things to pass the time!

Now the other NCO, Corporal C is a much stricter person than i am. I am the type more likely to dish out “canteen breaks” as opposed to Corporal C making the men help him clean the extra weapons Needless to say. This made him less in favour amongst the men.

The hours went by and soon it was dusk. The blue hour when the skies durn dark cloudy and blue. The yellow lamp-posts were already turned on by then. I was in the barrack doing my own admin and i felt the urge to pee. So i walked down the wooden steps into the grass clearing by the side of the barracks. There were some of the men playing “Hide & Seek”. Yes! You heard me right. 18-20 year olds behaving like boys still playing this game! ha ha!. I felt lazy and decided to just walk towards the perimeter fence. The fence seperates the jungle and the bunk.
Standing by the fence i unbuttoned my fly and wet the ground, letting out a satisfying “ahh” to myself. My field of vision was trained on the grass where my pee was directed at It was then that i noticed a shadow. It looked like a man with both arms up over head ready to sneak towards me and give me a shock. Thinking i was the smarter guy discovering this person sneaking towards me, i quickly turned around to say “Boo!” to whoever this person was…
But there was nobody behind me… “Hmmm”. I thought to myself how strange this is. I turned back forward and button up my fly and walked back towards the barracks. I brushed this off as a trick of the mind. Although i could’nt help noticing the impossibility of that shadow. It couldn’t have been the street-lamp simply because it would not create a shadow where i saw it. I brushed this off as a trick of the mind.

Soon it was time to “Lights-off” so all the men were accounted for and we went to our double-decker beds to sleep. My bed was just next to the wall nearest to the main door. And i slept with my feet facing the window. Only the monotonous sound of the ceiling fan at high-speed could be heard now. Creaking as well with every revolution. Soon i drifted to sleep. But it was not going to be a peaceful sleep for me..

To my best recollection, i was asleep as i knew it. But suddenly i felt my body enveloped in a shivering chill. My ears felt like there was a wind blowing, sounded like the rush of air when you ride your bicycle downhill at high speed. I tried opening my eyes but i couldnt. I tried moving my limbs but i was paralysed. I felt like an Egytian Mummy!. My arms were stuck straight on both sides of my body and my legs lay straight. I felt awake and aware and all the while the “wind” blowing in my ears. I felt a silent terror like i never felt before. What is happening to me?!! “Help! Help!!” but no voice came forward. In my desperation i started reciting a prayer. Being Catholic i started praying “Our Father” and “Hail Mary”. Imagine the expression on my face as in someone muttering the prayers hurriedly, with eyes tightly closed as if afraid of what was before me. I must have prayed for what lasted like ten minutes before i felt the prayers working… slowly…I felt the “wind” leaving me. It seemed to leave thru my head as i felt my body slowly able to move and the “blowing sound” on my ears just left. Like somebody just pressed “STOP”. I opened my eyes and sat up. The feeling of fear had left me. It must have been the prayers. I felt at peace and very brave. Brave enough to scan the bunk around me. It was still dark except for some light coming thru the window. But bright enough that i could see the men were asleep.

POST-ANALYSIS

I shared my incident to some close friends when they came back from the exercise. No one could give me a conclusive answer on what happened. I did get reminders that the camp was built over a former muslim cemetery and that i should have gone to the toilet to pee.
Maybe i offended the Muslim spirits” when i pee-ed on the fence, without saying “excuse me” or “sorry”. Is Lakuin camp haunted?

I read on other threads here that what i experienced could have been a condition called ” Sleep Paralysis “. If so, can anyone share if they too also heard that sound of “rushing wind” in the ears. It also sounds like someone was blowing air into your ears at close range.

Since that incident i have encountered similar experiences, twice. In my home.

~CREEPY STORY~ Kwentong Aswang na Natutulog nang Patiwarik.

Bilang ala-ala ni Lolo Satur na mahilig mag-kwento ng Aswang.

Ewan lang kung totoo ha? Pero sabi ng aking lolo, ang pagiging "Asuwang" ay nakakahawa sa pamamagitan ng pag-kain sa niluto ng isang taong asuwang, pag-inom sa kanyang ininuman o pakikipag-kaibigan sa mga ito.

Malalaman mo raw ang isang tao na may lahing asuwang kapag ikaw ay tumingin sa kanyang mga mata. Kung siya ay iyong tititigan, mapapansin mo raw na ang imahe mo ay nakabaligtad. Ibig sabihin ang iyong ulo ay nasa ibaba at ang iyong paa ay nasa itaas kapag tumingin ka sa mata ng isang asuwang.

Kung sila naman ay nag-lalakad, ang harap ng kanilang mga paa ay naka-baligtad din. Ang mga daliri ng paa ay nakaharap sa likod ngunit sila ay nag-lalakad pa rin na tulad ng normal na pasulong. Kung sila naman ay natutulog, para silang mga paniki na naka-tiwarik, nakasabit ang paa sa mga kahoy na nakalatay sa kisame.

Ang aking tiya ay mayroong kuwento tungkol sa isang matanda na kanilang pinag-hihinalaang isang Asuwang.

Sa lugar ng aking mga ninuno sa probinsya ng Samar, usong uso ang Asuwang at kapag ang isang tao ay hindi gaanong nakikisalamuha sa mga ka-nayon, lalo na kung araw, ito ay pinag-hihinalaang asuwang.

Ngunit ang aking tiya ay isang bata na hindi natatakot o naniniwala sa mga kuwentong asuwang at maligno.

Isang araw siya ay nag-lako ng kakanin sa baryo , napadpad siya sa lugar ng matanda na pinag-hihinalaan nilang asuwang. Dahil hindi siya naniniwala, nag-tungo pa rin ang aking tiya roon.

Nang makarating sa lugar ng matandang ito, siya ay nag-tawag upang alukin ng kanyang paninda. Walang sumasagot kaya siya ay lumapit sa bahay at sumilip. Dahan-dahan siyang lumapit at sumilip sa siwang ng dingding. Wala nga siyang nakitang tao sa loob ng bahay na nakatayo o naka-upo o naka-higa ngunit nang siya ay napatingin sa kisame ng bahay, nakita niya na merong taong natutulog, isang matanda na natutulog ng patiwarik! Nakasabit ang paa sa kahoy na naka-pahalang sa kisame at parang paniki kung siya ay matulog.

Sa takot ng aking tiya na noon ay bata pa, bigla siyang kumaripas ng takbo at nag-sisisigaw. Halos hindi na madala ang mga panindang kakanin para mapalayo man lang sa bahay ng matandang asuwang.

Simula noon kahit hindi niya nakita na kumakain ng laman ng tao ang "asuwang" na yun, naniwala na siya na meron ngang asuwang.

Maaari mo rin daw malaman na isang asuwang ang tao sa pamamagitan ng langis na may dasal o orasyon. Ang langis na ito na galing sa langis ng niyog ay hinahaluan ng ibat-ibang mga dahon o sanga-sanga. Ito ay dinadasalan ng katolikong dasal at nilalagay sa pinto o altar ng bahay.
Tuwing may lalapit o dadaanan na isang Asuwang, ang langis daw na ito ay kukulo. Hindi hihinto sa pag-kulo hanggat ikaw ay nasa malapit sa asuwang o kapag ang asuwang ay dumadaan. Maari mo rin daw ito ipang-laban sa asuwang halimbawang ikaw ay lapitan o saktan, sabuyan mo lang ng konting langis ay mapapaso na at tatakbo ang asuwang palayo.

Hmmmm.....Ano ba sa palagay ninyo?

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KWENTONG ASWANG:

Noong bata pa ako, marami na akong naririnig ng kwento tungkol sa mga aswang at maligno, ewan ko pero tlgang lumaki ako na may paniniwala sa asawang at maging ako ay nag karoon ng karanasan na makasalamuha at makakita ng aswang, noon nararamdaman ko lang na mayroon aswang sa paligid, lagi silang lumalapit kapag ang bahay ay maroon may sakit o malubhang karamdaman, maririnig mo na lang na prang may kung anung dumadaing sa gilid ng bahay o di kaya may hayop na kakaiba ang huni tulad ng baboy na humihinga sa labas ng bakuran mo, kahit alam mo na walang nag aalaga ng baboy sa mga kapitbahay mo.

Noong bata pa ako, nakakita ako ng mga pulang mata sa taas ng punong mangga sa gilid ng bahay namin, may sakit ako noon at napakataas ng lagnat ko, ng sabihin ko sa nanay ko ang nakita ko agad na nagsaboy ang nanay ko ng asin at minura nya sinabi nya pang kilala kita, at biglang narinig ko ang malakas ng ingay na parang pinunit na maong, at ingay ng dahon ng mangga, sabi ni nanay pag lipas ng ilang sandali, bumaba na ang lagnat ko. kakatwa diba,sabi ng lola, may dalwang uri daw ng aswang . yung lakad at yung lipad, yung lakas sila yung nasa mga silong ng bahay at gilid gilid ng eskinita, at yung lipad naman ay yung nasa mga bubong ng bahay, sabi nila kapag naunahan mo ng tingin ang aswang makikita mo sila ngunit kapag kumurap ka bigla iton mawawala, college yrs ko ng umuwi ako ng late galing sa gimik mga 2am na yun, ang nanay ko pala ay may sakit pero sya pa rin ang nagbukas ng pinto, at sa sofa na lang sa sala ako nahiga sa tapat ng kwarto ng ina ko, nang bigla akong maalimpungatan na may nakatayo sa harap ng kwarto ng nanay ko, nagulat ako hindi ako makakilos, para akong nabangungot, nakita ko ang aswang sa harap ko sumisigaw ako pero wlang lumalabas na tinig sa aking bibig, hanggang pinilit ko ihulog sa sofa ang katawan ko at bigla syang nawala, kilala ko ang aleng nakatayo sa harap ko, ang pula ng mata nya na parang may eyebag na maitim sing itim ng uling, kilala ko sya kse tropa ko ang po nya, at ang damit na suot nya ang madalas nyang suot, patok na aswang sya sa aming magkakamag anak kse pamilya namin ang una sa lugar namin at kilala namin lahat ng mga dumadating na tao, at nakita na rin sya ng tyahin ko, nag anyong aso sya madalas pero ang tsinelas yun pa rin, makapangyarihan ang aleng iyon, batiin ka lang niya sasakit ang tyan mo, minsan nagkagulo ang mga tambay na adiktus sa aming lugar, may aswang daw,. aso" daw pero napalo daw ni dongsy sa likod malaks daw ang pagkakapalo nya, ang aswang kasi kung papatayin mo daw sa likod mo dapat tirahin dun sa lugar na hindi maaabot ng dila nya kse kapag nalwayan nya iyon gagaling daw, iyon daw kse ang healing powers nila, ang matandang iyon ay nagkasakit ng malubha at hindi na nakabangon, so positive diba sya ang aswang...pero sabi nila mamatay lang ang isang aswang kapag may napagpasahan na siya ng kanyang pagiging aswang, .....

Kaya sa ngayun patay na sya...so sino kaya sa mga apo nya ang napagpsahan nya ng pagiging aswang baka yung tropa ko na......

Anu sa palagay nyo?

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Something Weird At Home

There was once when I was about 7 or 8 I came home from school and saw my sister in the bathroom. She told me how glad she was to see me because something weird had happened and that she was scared (she was the only one in the house). She showed me how this can of hair spray kept tilting back and forth on the shelf for a few minutes. I thought maybe it was a passing tuck or she bumped the shelf. She said she didn’t.
One night everyone was in bed and it was around 12:00am and I start hearing the cupboards in the kitchen downstairs banging. I really didn’t take much notice of it. This continued though for a while. It was just constant. I tried to bury myself under the covers as I was really scared now. So I am laying there terrified and all of a sudden I hear my dog started to bark. Now I’ tell you…my dog *never* howls or barks. To this day I have never heard him howl again. I ran to the landing on the stairs and told him to shut up! I thought well I am up maybe I’ll check the cupboards in the kitchen now.
So I went down the stairs rather slowly and made my way to the kitchen. The sound of the banging stopped. I bolted up stairs and just cuddled under my blankets. No more sounds though. Then another incident happened when I was about 14, I went to bed before everyone else as we had relatives over. Well I am laying in bed and I start to feel a little bit of a shake. I kind of looked around and thought that was weird. I continue to lay there and felt my bed shake a little harder. This time I sat up and was looking on either side of my bed to see if someone is there. No one there. I thought oh this is just my mind. So I lay back down again and close my eyes. When I did this my bed started to shake rather hard. I jumped out of my bed as fast as I can and ran downstairs. Tell my parents but they did not believe me. I stayed up for another 30 min and went back to bed. No more shaking.
My sister used to be pretty wild. ie coming home really late at night. Anyhow, one day she said how the dog was acting weird. When she comes home sometimes he’ll just be sitting in the living room staring at the wall. She’ll call him and he won’t look. So she goes over to pet him and he acknowledges her and goes back to being normal. Just thought that was weird too. I was laying in bed again. My bed was situated in the corner of the room. So I turned over to go to sleep and my face was looking towards the wall. I then saw a hand make a half circle motion from under the side of the bed over and disappear under the other side of the bed. Even writing this now I can picture what I saw very clearly. Gives me goose bumps just thinking about it.

Spooky Corridor

I remember I read one story somewhere which really freaked me out. I can’t remembe where I read it, but it basically went like this - the goon’s father, when he was younger, was in an apartment. He was asleep, but suddenly woke up and saw a shadow figure coming out from the ceiling, reaching toward him. After he spoken to previous owners of the flat, it turned out that it might be a kid that had been killed in the room above and stuffed in the floor between the ceiling of the room.
On another note, I was staying at dorm during my time in NTU and it was on the 3rd floor. And I think that dorm has been demolished. There are some security guards who would have to do rounds through the whole building, usually alone. Most of floors 2-5 have no lights on at all on them, but sometimes floors that didn’t have lights on will have the lights off the next time through, or lights will suddenly turn on.
I’ve spoken to one security guard and he said it’s really freaky. As you walk past some doors, they’ll creak and make strange knocking noises. And the outside fire escape door on the 5th floor is open every time she comes down there, and only she has the key to the outside. I never go down there alone. It has the atmosphere like in horror movie when you walk into a dark corridor. I always think of Nangnak the horror movie because there was a scene in a hospital corridor that look just like that.

Corner Of The Eye

Not sure if you guys experience it but I’ve had those “corner of the eye” sightings several times in my old house. I was staying in a 4 room flat in Hougang in the late 80s, which was built on the site of a cemetery I heard. There are two abandoned cemeteries near Serangoon that side which is very near to our neighborhood. The tombs are barely legible now, and the whole place is covered in brush and in the grass.
One time, I was sitting here at the computer and I saw someone out of the corner of my eye open the door to the room, look in at me, then close the door again. Since I live alone with my dog, I was quite surprised, got up quick and checked it out, but there was no one in the living room. If they’re thief, I would had heard them coming in but there was no noise at all. When I was a little kid, I once saw a lady in cheong sam dress carrying a basket. She was sitting on a bench near a playground, knitting something. Actually, my sister was there with me and saw her too and we were startled and looked at each other, I mean that time was around 10pm, it was quite a spooky sight. Then when we looked back over there she was gone, along with the bench. I know I didn’t dream this up, because I’ve spoken with my sister about it recently, and she remembers it just as vividly as I do.

Sembawang Airbase Incident

I was with RSAF(Republic of Singapore Airforce) in Sembawang when I was younger and we used old Barracks which is Blk 58 in the Field Defence Squadron as our bunk. One night we came to the bunk and the there were some stayed in personnel lined us all up to tell us about what had happened.
Apparently when they booked in that night, they found a woman personnel who had been raped and stabbed about 15-20 times then thrown form the 3rd story balcony. We all kinda freaked out and were sent home. After that all sorts of weird shit happened at the building. When we stayed overnight all sorts of shit would happen. Curtains opening and closing on their own. Books and other junk falling off the shelves. One of the creepiest things were the paintings on the 3rd floor. All the 2nd and 3rd floor rooms were locked and sealed for safety reasons. You could have easily broken a window, but people would notice that.
In one of the rooms there was a painting on both sides of the wall starting to form. There were large windows at the front of all the rooms. Every week we would go upstairs and check them out and every week they would get more detailed. Finally the images became apparent, one was a woman dressed all slutty and one was the Grim Reaper. The room was still apparently completely sealed.

~CREEPY STORY WITH A BONUS CREEPY VIDEO~ Philippines True Ghost Stories

A Mysterious Person

I come from Batangas City in the Philippines and am nearing my 40th birthday and throughout my life I have had several experiences, some not as scary as others. There are many widespread haunted stories in this country and I have been witness to some strange and unexplainable things. One such event happened while spending the night at my friends house. We were 11-years-old at the time. We had been told countless numbers of times by her parents to quiet down and go to bed. When Becky and I finally were able to get into bed, her on a top bunk, me on the bottom, we did some talking and were drifting off to sleep when we both heard footsteps outside of her bedroom.

We were afraid it was her father checking up on us so we both closed our eyes and pretended to be sleeping. We heard the door to her bedroom open and felt a draft. There was a very pleasant smell which neither one of us could identify. As we laid there with our eyes closed tight, both of us felt a warm breath on our cheeks and a blanket was placed over each of us.

After the person left we were able to open our eyes. We did not think anything of it until the morning when we talked to Becky’s parents who both told us they did not come into the room. When we told them the story they asked to see the blankets, so we brought them out. Becky’s mother became somewhat pale and told us she had never seen the blankets before. Someone wanted us to be warm and made sure we were taken care of. To this day we have no idea who this person was.

My Haunted House

Hi I come from Philippines and I have many stories to tell. To start with ,I was never one who believed in ghosts in the past. People used to say at night, you have to watch where you go because they might follow people around and worse back to your home, I never believe that until one day my best friend came to my house and something happened.

By the way, my house used to be a very old house and it’s been said that entities also live here by some people. Ghosts or dwende*, and my cousin even told me that he saw something at strange at night there before, two times actually.

Anyway, when my best friend was at my house that time, she said she needed to pee so I led her to the bathroom which is on the 1st floor. Shortly after she went in about 2 mins later, she dash out of the bathroom looking very pale and scared. She told me “May multo ng babae sa banyo nio.. mahaba ung hair.. nakaputi!” (There’s a ghost of a lady with long hair wearing white dress in your bathroom.)

I asked her “Nakaihi ka ba?” (Did you get a chance to pee?) [Ed. Ha, ha!]

Then she said “Umurong na ihi ko ayoko na!” (I don’t wanna pee anymore.)

Apparently, she wasn’t the only one who saw that ghost in our bathroom. My cousin’s friend also saw it and how I know it is true? Because they had the exact same description. For several days in school, my best friend kept telling me that she always sees this ghost BEHIND ME, it was following me I don’t even know what it wants from me.

In Philippine folklore, the dwende are little spirits, usually helpful and friendly, but when offended they can cause sickness and even death. They live in houses and occupy themselves by singing, making noise, and throwing sand and pebbles. They sometimes knock over kitchen utensils. “Dwende.” Encyclopedia Mythica from Encyclopedia Mythica Online.

Woke Up by Ghost

I was was posted to work in the Philippines in the early 90s. I still cannot say I believe in ghosts, but duing my stay there I had an experience that I cannot explain. There were many ghost stories circulating around those people at my work place. There was the story of the “white lady” who was supposedly killed by Japanese soldiers who cut off her head and buried it away from her body. What happened was she haunts the night searching for her head even until today. People said if you see her, tragedy will befall you within 24 hours. Another story is of the cigar-smoking man who haunted the abandoned third floor of a building that the Security Police had to guard. He was never seen but according to many, his presence can be felt by the scent of his cigar and the sound of a deep voice either laughing or murmuring.

Anyways, here’s my experience. In the early 90s when i was there, a large earthquake hit the Philippines. There was alot of damage done, especially near the Baguio City area. Many people died there, and Air Force personnel were deployed to aid in the search for survivors trapped in buildings and for bodies of those less fortunate. I was sent there to help out on temporary duty. The damage of the earthquake was still evidenced by crushed hotels. When we arrived, I was told to report for duty at 0600 hrs the following morning. I was rather upset about this, as I had not brought an alarm clockwith me, and I am not known for being an early-bird. My roommate and I were assigned to a cabin which had separate beds for the both of us. I asked my roommate to wake me up in the morning and proceeded to bed.

At 0500 hs, a Filipina lady was standing at the door to my room and shouting at me to wake up. She was telling me to wake up, it was time for me to go to work. I noticed she was muddy, and she was severely injured and bleeding profusely. She kept telling me to wake up, and I told her I was awake, but she was hurt and we needed to get her to a hospital, she needed medical attention. She told me it was too late for her, but not for me, so I had better get to work. I asked her what time it was, and she said it was 5 am. I thanked her and reached over to get my watch, which was on the table by my bed. Sure enough, the watch said 5 am. When I turned back to her, she was gone and my door was open. The weird thing is, this conversation did not even strike me as odd until I was in the shower! I didn’t tell anyone of my experience for a long time, but I felt it would fit in here.

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For the people that havent seen it. A woman is shooting a video in what looks like a church, where she comes across some ghostly shadows she gets on tape... The clip is about 19sec. long..

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I also slowed the film down half and 1/10th the normal speed..
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