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15.2.10

GHOSTS HUNT YOU WHILE YOU'RE SLEEPING!!!


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.

5.12.08

CREEPY STORIES: GHOST AND PARANORMAL STORIES COLLECTION


First Day Of 7th Month

Alex was a very ordinary child and was also one of the non-believers in spirits until he was 11. During one of his usual route to his school, with his mother walking beside him carrying his bag, an old woman jumped from the top of the building they were walking past and landed flat on the ground just few meters away from him. At the age of 11, the young Alex was extremely shocked with the scene he witnessed. After that incident, it affects and changes Alex a lot a lot…
Alex became very quiet and scare of darkness. He sleeps with room lights on. He needs company to the school toilet. He behaves strangely after that incident. Later his mother discovered, Alex has a strange ability, he can sometimes. See, feel or hear the spirits. Alex mother was told by a deity that his ‘frequency’ has crossed path with the unseen. It cannot be fixed. The only way to stay unharmed is to contribute deeds. With merits, he would be saved.
Many years later, a now working Alex went to consult a well known palm reading master. All other advises were normal, except this particular special reminder for Alex. The master says: “Young man, you’re not an ordinary people. You’ve a very special ability with the unseen. That’s no good for you. I can’t help you much on that but I’ve a golden word for you. I hope this golden word will help you to remember me when you’re in trouble one day.” The master continued:” Remember, there’ll be a life threatening moment (jie) at your age of 34, to safely go through the (jie) is to contribute more goodwill merits. But, your (jie) is one that also from your goodwill merit.”
Alex asked:” Master, you mean I do something good and the good thing would eventually turned bad in me?” The master reply:” Yes, but you can’t stop doing good, you need to just continue doing it even if it would turned out bad for some reasons. Don’t worry, the heaven will look after the good one.”
Because of his nature, very quiet and a bit of isolation behavior, Alex never stays long in a company. Eventually, he chooses to drive taxi as his career.
Alex don’t usually see the spirits. His feeling sense is stronger. But he still chooses not to stay up too late at night especially during the lunar 7th month. But tonight, because the sky was pouring heavily and there were many passengers out there waiting to go home. Alex hopes he can send them all home safely to be with their family earlier. He is always put people before self. So busy that he carelessly overlooked that it is the first day of lunar 7th month. He noticed it only after he saw people praying near the business back alley. By then, it was already a bit too late for him because he is 34 this year.
By the time Alex reaches his home carpark, it was already past midnight and the sky was still pouring heavily. Alex decided to wait for the rain to slow down a bit before he goes down from his cab. So he stopped his cab under a shelter not mean for parking to cut out the rain dropping noise on the cab roof. Now in a quieter cabin, Alex tuned to his favourite classic channel 90.5FM and lowered down his driver’s seat slowly to catch a quick nap while waiting for the rain to stop.
Suddenly, Alex woke up with a shock to find a young chinese lady seating behind the driver’s seat. The lady asked:” ?????????????” Alex quickly adjusting back up his driver’s seat and said :” ??????????????? ?? ???????.”
Along the journey, Alex tried to take a glimpse of the lady from his rear mirror. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t catch her face because the lady was seating right behind the driver’s seat and the headrest of the driver’s seat actually blocked out the passenger face. All Alex could see is the lady keeps using her left hand to brush forward her hair. It was like using the hair on top to patch or cover her forehead. Beside this, she got another request. She said she don’t understand English so she would like to have a Chinese radio station be played.
Halfway through the journey, the lady was like talking to someone through her mobile. Her conversation was like – Johnny, ??????????????? ???????????????????? She was saying the above with sobbing voices. Alex pass her a packet of tissue paper from the front. The lady then said:” ???????????????????” Alex jokingly said:” ?? ????????????????????????????!” After this sentence, Alex was woken up by a knocking sound on his car window. – knot knot knot, Alex ah, why are you sleeping in the carpark? Oh, it was Alex’s mother going for her morning exercise. “oh, I thought I just want to take a short nap, what? Its already 5am??!!” replied Alex.
Alex quickly jumped up from his seat and get prepare for his routine cleaning for his next driver. He thought to himself – woo, the dream was very real, maybe I was too tired. Suddenly, just before Alex was to turn himself out from his driver’s seat, he noticed something, he turned back and look at the radio, CHINESE RADIO STATION? Alex don’t listen to Chinese program because his Chinese Is very poor. He was stunt! His movement became slower, his hands were moving without his brain controlling. He clear the floor matt, the matt were all dry. That means no one came into the cab. He starts cleaning the car seat,he found hairs on the seat right behind the driver’s. He took up the hairs by his fingers and examine the hairs, the color of the dyed hairs he is holding was exactly the same as the lady in his dream. DREAM?? Was it a dream at all?
After that first day of 7th month morning, his luck and health all started going down hill. He spent lesser hour on the road. He lost his diet even to his favorite food. And he starts losing alot of weight. Sometimes, he even talks to himself at home.
One day, while driving his taxi, he picked up a middle age Thai woman. The woman asked to stop the taxi just less than a few meters after the she got in from the rear door. She shouted:” Uncle, Stop! Stop!” Alex was puzzled but still stopped safely at the side of the road for her. The woman than got down from the rear and went back in to the taxi by the front. The woman than look at Alex with two big eyes and said:” Do you know your taxi is very dirty?” Alex was like “What?” Paused awhile and looked back at her and said:” Madam, I clean my taxi everyday you know!” The woman explained:” I don’t mean that dirty, I can sensed corpse smell and that I guess your taxi has a spirit.” Alex was stunt by her straight to the point remarks. He recalled the dream he had few morning ago. He thought to himself, this is not going to be a joke.
The woman passed a name card to Alex and tells him this before she got down. “Look, this is a name card of a Thai religion master, he is now in Singapore, he is very good with this type of spiritual issues, go and visit him immediately, he maybe able to help you. By looking at your face, I don’t think you can go through this 7th month if you just sit here and do nothing. Remember, tell him, Ah Nie is my name, I smell corpse in your taxi, he would know what to do.”
Without further delay, Alex went straight down to the Thai master’s office located in Golden landmark just after he dropped the woman. The Thai master, a very old man received a very panicked young Alex unexpectedly in his office. After hearing from Alex, The old master said this slowly :” I can sense that she possessed very strong resentment, can you tell me what is your relationship with her?” Alex replied shockingly:” No, I don’t know her, we’re not related.” The old master said this slowly and patiently:” Yes, you’ve seen her. Can you recall where and in what circumstances you met her?” Alex paused awhile and than said:” Could it be the accident I met many years ago?” He continue:” Many years ago, it was on the first day of 7th month, the floor was wet after the rain, I saw a motorbike skidded just right in front of my taxi. To avoid hitting the bike, my cab also resulted in hitting against the side wall of the expressway. The rider was a man in his mid 30’s and a lady pillion. I didn’t really catch the look of the lady pillion because her face was covered with blood all over. Because she was wearing a short skirt at the time of accident and was laying on the road unconscious, I actually rushed down from my cab to cover her leg with my jacket.The next thing I know from the medic later was, she is dead. I read from papers later that she was from China and the rider is a married man.”
The old man sigh and than continue:” You’re now at the lowest point of your luck, so she is one level above you. She must have felt betrayed by the rider and lonely. We must not agitate her further, you must now look for a master that can help you to perform a ritual for her, hopefully she can be repent and let you go.For the time being, you keep this amulet with you, I hope this amulet would protect you.”
Master? Alex recalled the palm reading master he visited many years ago. He remember him saying that if he is in trouble, go back to look for him. So Alex went back to the palm reading master. The palm reader master than gave Alex a name card of a Chinese temple. He said:” Go to this temple, they maybe able tosave you.”
When Alex called us the next day, it was not on a Friday. So Alex was told to wait for our session which is only every Friday. So on Friday afternoon, Alex called again, this time, he asked for a Q number for that night. But that night, Alex did not managed to turn out for the session. We thought it was just anotherordinary absentee, little did we know, he could be never make it to our temple if not of the ordinary Q number.
Alex crashed his taxi on the way to our temple and was admitted to the hospital. He was critically injured, in a state of coma and is placed in ICU. His mother got his personal belonging back from the staff in the hospital the next day. She found 2 religious name cards, one is the Thai master, the other one is our temple. She also noticed a Q number written on a piece of paper attached to our name card. Alex’s mother called our temple to inform us of Alex mishap and at the same time to check what was Alex trying to consult. In view of his already intended to visit our temple and is now suddenly in a state of coma, His mother was asked to visit our temple for an immediate session on that very evening. All the temple helpers were mobilized that day to attend the session that night.
That evening, dua ya pek came. After checking with Alex’s mother of the whole event, Ah Pek puts his fingers to work on the abacus. He than have this to say:” Alex’s soul is in possession by a lady spirit, she is very very resentful.” Alex’s sobbing mother puts her kneels on the ground and begs Ah Pek to save her child. We were told that due to Alex’s nature that he could sense the unseen, he believes the underworld and the wondering spirits within us, so Alex spent most of his earning in offering these spirits in the temple or places that he could feel strong negative wave (ying qi). His mother kept stressing that Alex should not be taken away this way as he is always very helpful and is a very humble and kind hearted man. She even walked on her kneels out to our temple to ask mercy from the heaven. The power of a mother’s love.
Instead of going after the lady spirit with a hard approach, Ah Pek decided to take her by what she actually wanted, She wants her ex-lover, so we were instructed to get her ex-lover details. From where? From the police because Alex were involved in an accident together with her and Johnny, so there should be arecord of him in the police report.
We got contact with the accident investigator officer (IO). Surprisingly, after we identified our intention, we didn’t need much explanation to obtain the details of that accident because the IO himself and some colleagues in the department were also experienced with some unexplained encounters during the course ofinvestigation of the case. (that’s another story) And before we leave, the IO even reminded us to update him with the outcome.
Anyway, we were told by the IO that Johnny was survived in the accident but his affair with the China girl was exposed after the accident. His wife asked for divorce, he lost custody of his children, failing business and together with many other financial matters all came one after another. In the end, Johnny is nowliving in a mental hospital.
As far as a Taoism formation is concerned, Its never easy to beat us because we have hundred of deities and thousand of unseen armies ready for this type of war against the evil anytime. She was just alone. It would just the matter of time to win the battle.
Alex was recovering slowly after a few months. He came to our temple during our big day which was held in a tentage in a big field. He came to thanks Ah Pek for saving him and also to tell Ah Pek that he could still dreams of the lady spirit once awhile. Although he was repeatedly given assurance by Ah Pek that he would not be harmed, but Alex was still finding it very disturbing. So, Ah Pek suggested to him to get an ‘army’ into his body. Once if the ‘army’ is permanently inside his body, the spirit would not dare to come near him again. Without hesitation, Alex agreed. We then used an ‘army’ skewer to poke through his left arm. This is to symbolize that the ‘army’ has taken charged of the body. Any unauthorized intruder will be prosecutor. (for this part, I think only those that have Taoist’s temple related experience would know what I mean).
Well, coincidently, our event that night was performing ritual for the ancestors and feast for the wondering spirits within the estate. So, when the skewer was removed from his arm, you know what, Alex grab my arm with his 2 hands and said this:” God, I see many spirits standing outside the tentage waiting to come in for the feast.” I’m serious, this is what I heard from him. His ‘yin qi’ is even stronger and he can see spirits very clearly after that night. He can see all the spirits near him but not the lady spirit anymore.

NPCC Camp Walk

My NPCC friend told me this story. The NPCC had their camp before us, and during one of the nights, they had a night walk. There are many stations in the night walk, and they screened a horror movie before dispatching their juniors to the first station of the night walk. During the course of the night walk, the seniors realized that the juniors are beginning to go in teams to each of the stations. (you’re supposed to go one by one). Others skipped stations that they thought was scary..
So the seniors went out of the place they were stationed in, and gathered the other seniors to discuss how to punish the juniors (they did not instruct the juniors to gather). When they finally decided, they split up and went about to ask every juniors to gather at the canteen. This particular senior found a junior crying and shivering.. he accompanied him back to the canteen, and gave him hot milo to calm him down. He then asked him why he cried, his reply was “when I entered, I heard the toilet bowl being flushed repeatedly. I thought it was the seniors playing with me so I opened the toilet door but I found no-one inside. Then, the tap water started flowing.” The toilet he was in is the female toilet behind the hall.

Paranormal During Pregnancy

Story by Brad and Sherry Steiger
Psychologists have only begun to explore the many subtle, unconscious links that exist between the expectant mother and the child that she nurtures within her womb. A growing number of medical researchers are coming to accept a mother’s claims of sensing her baby in utero as far more than a romantic hypothesis.
Dr. Marshall Klaus believes that during the final months of pregnancy, a mother naturally works to bond with her unborn child. She sings and talks aloud to the child within her womb because she knows that the child hears and responds with synchronous body movements.
Dr. Klaus suggests that the bond between mother and child is established in strange, mysterious, and unfathomable ways. Anyone else around literally gets caught in the magnetic fields of attraction weaving back and forth. The self has divided and reunites with the self. The hologram part starts immediately moving into and reflecting the whole.
Further describing the mystical process of mother-child bonding, Dr. Klaus says that it is as if the mother posesses a kind of “magical glue” that is designed to seal the new infant right into her.
But what mysterious process assumes control of the pregnancy when the mother is placed in a coma due to an accident?
Births with Mother in a Coma
Twenty-four-year-old Barbara Blodgett of Yakima, Washington, was three months pregnant when she was injured in a car accident on June 30, 1988. Although she was in a coma for five months, Barbara gave birth to Simon, a healthy baby boy, on December 9. The day after her son was born, she began emerging from the coma.
Doctors were uncertain why Barbara was able to regain consciousness, but they speculated that hormonal changes after the birth might have been responsible. While her complete recovery from the brain stem injuries suffered during the accident continued to handicap her to some degree, Barbara Blodgett spelled a message for readers of USA Today on February 14, 1989, when she pointed out the letters for the words “Never give up.”
In January 1998, even though she had been in a coma for seven months, 21-year-old Ledy Minguzzi gave birth to a healthy baby girl at Lugo Hospital in Rome, Italy.
Ledy had suffered a brain hemorrhage when she was one month pregnant, and to prepare her for the delivery of her baby, neurosurgeons performed a complex surgery that brought her into a state called “vigilant coma.” In this level of consciousness, Ledy remained paralyzed but could communicate with the doctors by blinking her eyes.
After the caesarean birth, Dr. Marco Mattucci placed the five-pound, four-ounce baby girl on Ledy’s breast. According to the doctor, a single tear of joy ran down Ledy’s cheek. In Dr. Mattuci’s opinion, this was a certain sign that Ledy understood what had happened. The Vatican’s newspaper Osservatore Romano said that the surgery conducted by Dr. Mattucci and his staff was “a masterpiece of life.”
Withdraw Life Support?
On April 24, 1999, a pregnant Maria Lopez entered a coma after complaining of headaches and nausea. Although at first the doctors at the University of California Medical Center assessed the symptoms as a result of the pregnancy, upon closer examination of their patient they discovered that Maria had been born with arteriovenous malformation, a condition in which blood vessels in the brain are malformed or tangled.
Medical personnel sought to treat Maria Lopez’s condition by a process called embolization, during which the blood flow to the brain is lessened. In spite of their concerted efforts, however, Maria remained in a coma.
After three weeks had passed with no signs of improvement, doctors at the UC medical center advised Lopez’s family that they should consider withdrawing life support. Sadly, the decision was made to do as the doctors recommended for the sake of their comatose Maria. A priest was summoned to give her last rites.
Then, just as the priest was concluding the service, Maria Lopez coughed.
The attending physicians, not wishing to appear without compassion, nevertheless told the family gathered around Maria’s bed for the last rites that her cough was only a kind of reflex.
However, the Lopez family saw the movement from their beloved Maria as a sign from God. Sylvia Hernandez, Maria’s sister, said that it was a sign that Maria was not ready to die, that she wanted the family to give her more time to come around.
A few days later, Dr. John Frazee, a vascular neurosurgeon at the UC Medical Center, was astonished when Maria awoke from her coma and responded to his commands. Dr. Frazee commented that whether or not Maria’s cough had been a sign from God, it had saved her life, because it had convinced the Lopez family to keep her on life support.
Several days after Maria had communicated with Dr. Frazee, she slipped back into a coma. Once again, her family did not give up on her.
And it was a good thing that the Lopez family had a strong faith in God and in the eventuality of their daughter’s recovery. Maria awakened again, this time for good, and six days later give birth to healthy twins.
While doctors at the Medical Center said that they could offer no explanation for Maria Lopez’s recovery, Dr. Scott Strum commented that numerous studies in medical literature gave credence to the idea that a nurturing, loving, and supportive family is a great factor in the recovery process.
Awakening to a Baby
On January 14, 2001, Shannon Kranz­berg delivered her daughter Megan while in a coma incurred following a November 16, 2000, car crash in Dallas, Texas. Then, amazingly, a week later Mrs. Kranzberg awakened from the coma to find that she had given birth to a daughter.
“I just woke up, and the baby was there,” Shannon told The Dallas Morning News. According to attending physicians, Megan’s birth was two months premature, evidently triggered by the staph infection that Shannon Kranzberg had contracted while in the hospital.
Michael Kranzberg had accepted the grim possibility that his daughter would never be born and that his wife would never regain consciousness. When Shannon and Megan were released on March 15, Michael informed the media that Shannon was his hero, and he offered their miracle as a testimony to anyone who might find themselves in their situation that they must always keep faith.
In Coma Throughout
On July 23, 2001, 24-year-old Chastity Cooper of Warsaw, Kentucky, gave birth to her daughter Alexis after having been in a coma since two weeks after conception. As far as is known, this was the first time that a woman was in a coma throughout the entire term of her pregnancy. Alexis Michelle Cooper weighed a healthy seven pounds, seven ounces.
Chastity, who had previously given birth to two boys, ages four and three, suffered a severe head injury in an automobile accident on the rainy night of November 25, 2000. She had dropped off the boys at her sister’s and was driving on U.S. 42 to meet her husband at a family gathering when her car slid into the path of another. Routine medical tests performed during Chastity’s emergency treatment at University Hospital in Cincinnati, Ohio, indicated that she was pregnant. Since it was only two weeks after conception, even her husband Steve hadn’t known that they were about to become parents again.
Dr. Michael Hnat, an obstetrician who specializes in high-risk pregnancies, said that the pregnancy did not appear to complicate Chastity Cooper’s condition. Doctors had been alert to such potential problems as blood clots, and they had induced labor about a week prematurely to better manage the birth and the comatose patient’s welfare.
Steve Cooper told the Cincinnati Enquirer that little Alexis, their newborn daughter, was precious. He said that Chastity and he had wanted a daughter for a long time. Cooper also said that although his wife was not able to move or to talk, he was certain that she was aware of Alexis’s birth. He said that he had placed the baby on Chastity’s side and she had smiled and established eye contact with her daughter. Cooper was convinced that a bond had been established between mother and baby.
Sight Regained
An astonishing report in the November 14, 2002, issue of the Norwegian newspaper Aftenposten told of a woman who regained her sight through the miracle of childbirth.
Twenty-nine-year-old Mona Ramdal was born with toxoplasmosis, an infection which can cause eye or brain damage in infants. Because of the infection, Mona’s right eye had always been afflicted with limited vision, and when she turned 13, her left eye also began to fail. Eventually, Mona was left with only 15 percent vision remaining in her left eye and scarcely any in her right eye.
But when she became pregnant, a most wonderful series of miracles appeared to be set in order. The sight in Mona’s left eye began to return. By the time her daughter Anne-Marthe was born in 2001, Mona could see. Within a few months after Anne-Marthe’s birth, Mona applied for a driver’s license and passed the tests on her first attempt.
Dr. Per Hvamstad, who has treated Mona Ramdal since the late 1970s when she was a little girl, said that he had never read or heard of a similar case of loss of eyesight restored through pregnancy. Since the retina is by medical definition a part of the brain, Dr. Hvamstad explained, once it is destroyed, it is gone forever. That is why, in his opinion, the restoration of vision in someone such as Mona Ramdal, who was terribly visually impaired, must be considered a miracle.
An NDE During Birth
Esther Gordon told us that when complications developed during the birth of her son, she lay for a time on the delivery table, officially diagnosed as dead.
Problems arose shortly after she had been admitted to a North Dakota hospital on July 22, 1985, and unfortunately suffered a day and night of excruciating labor pains.
“The pain was so terrible that I lost conscious­ness several times,” Esther related. “And I think the pain was made even worse by the fact that my husband Scott had just left for New York on a business trip. We thought that we had plenty of time for him to make a four-day trip and return home in time for the baby to come, but we had certainly been wrong. This was in the day before everyone carried cell phones with them wherever they went, and our neighbor, Pauline, said she would keep trying to leave messages and get hold of Scott. My parents and sister, as well as Scott’s family, lived in Seattle, and my mother was making arrangements to fly out to be with me.
“When it came time for me to deliver, I was in a state of shock. I had lost touch with reality and had become unconscious.”
Then, according to Esther, she was floating through space in the most beautiful place she had ever seen. She remembered feeling free and thinking what a won­derful sensation she was experiencing.
Esther recalled drifting down a long, dark tunnel that seemed to stretch ahead of her for miles and miles. Finally, she reached its end.
“There, at the end of the tunnel, I saw a baby boy, also floating in space,” Esther said. “I knew the baby was my unborn son, and I tried to reach out for him. That was when I heard or felt him say inside my consciousness, ‘Mommy, you have to go back so that I can be born!’”
Esther said that she continued attempting to touch him, to hold him.
“Your daddy and I want to name you Holden, after daddy’s grandfather,” she said. “Please, Holden, come to me. Come to your mommy.”
Later, when she was asked about her impression of the long tunnel and the effect that the sight of the baby had upon her, Esther replied that she believed that she was somewhere in the heavens and that she was dead.
“I felt absolutely and completely comfortable in that state of being,” Esther said. “I think I probably felt very much like the astronauts feel when they are floating in space, but I felt terribly sad that my baby would not be born. I thought that maybe Holden and I could still be together in the afterlife, even though he had never been able to live on Earth.”
Then, as Esther floated in space before the form of her son, the child somehow spoke again to her spirit being: “Mommy, I am going now to be born. They are taking me out of your body even though you are here with me. Please, please, come back and be my mommy. I love you. I need you. Don’t let me be born without you!”
And then the baby seemed to be propelled through space, moving away from her at a great rate of movement.
“When I looked around to see where my son had gone, it seemed as though I could see his little body zooming down to Earth far, far below me,” Esther said. “And then I could see the hospital as if I were watching some kind of movie. Next I could see right into the delivery room, and I saw the doctor and nurses working on me.”
Her doctor later told her that she had stopped breathing, and anxious medical attendants could find no heartbeat. Clinically, Esther was dead; but her doctor worked feverishly to reverse the cruel verdict. Desperately he and his staff tried every procedure they knew to bring the de­ceased woman back to life. They had just deliv­ered a healthy baby son. It would be a tragedy if they were to lose the mother.
“My doctor told me that they had fought for nearly 13 minutes to save my life,” Esther said, “but all I remember is floating into eternity—and then suddenly exerting a great effort of will. I didn’t want to die. I wanted to come back to Earth and be Holden’s mother. I wanted to see him as a baby, as a child, as a teenager, as a grown man. I knew that I had the strength of spirit to return to my body, but I knew that I could only come back if I willed it to be so.
“When I was finally able to float out of the dark tunnel, I was in an open area with blue skies and white clouds, and everything around me was beautiful beyond description,” Esther said. “When I regained com­plete consciousness, I was in an oxygen tent, and the nurse told me that I had given birth to a fine baby son.”
Both mother and child remained for several days in the hospital, thus allowing Esther ample time to recover from the tremendous strain under which her system had been placed. It was during this time that she was informed by her physician of her technical death.
Esther Gordon stated that she considered her near-death experience to have been a “wonderful” occurrence. “I am grateful that I was given an opportunity to get a good look at the next life, but I thank God for sparing me and for letting me come back so that I could take care of my son.”
A Remarkable Coincidence
We’ll end these accounts of paranormal pregnancies with a most remarkable “coincidence”:
On November 15, 2002, 36-year-old twins Amanda and Meagen Baldwin each gave birth to a son. While this in itself is unique, it becomes even more bizarre when one considers that Amanda lives in Sydney, Australia, and Meagen resides in Belgium—approximately 12,000 miles apart. And when one learns that Amanda’s son Truman was scheduled to be born on November 4, while Meagen’s son Benjamin was penciled in on the calendar to be born in early December, the births of the two cousins on the very same day becomes downright eerie.
The chain of coincidences forged its first link when the twin sisters learned in late February that they were pregnant. Via emails and telephone calls, they joked about what a bizarre occurrence it would be if they happened to give birth on the same day. However, such a remarkable coincidence seemed unlikely when their pediatricians predicted due dates that would be about a month apart.
Amanda had to be induced when she was about 11 days overdue, and after a 13-hour labor, she gave birth to Truman at 1:06 a.m. on Friday, November 15. Shortly after it was certain that she had given birth without any further complications, her husband sent Meagen an email informing her of the birth of her nephew.
And that’s when things really got strange. As soon as Meagen in Belgium learned that Amanda in Australia had given birth, she began to feel nauseated. When she went to her doctor for a pre-natal examination later that morning, Meagen was told that her baby could come at any time. That afternoon her water broke, and she went to the hospital where, at 2:40 a.m. on Friday, she gave birth to Benjamin, nearly a month before his due date.
When Meagen’s husband called to tell Amanda and her family the news of Benjamin’s birth, he could not resist saying that the two baby boys, though cousins in actuality, were really very much like twins. For, remarkably, those two first cousins, born 12,000 miles apart, will forever celebrate their birthdays on the same day, just as their mothers had always done.
Authors Brad and Sherry Steiger have collaborated on over 30 books. Their most recent titles are Pet Miracles and Conspiracies and Secret Societies. Their website is www. bradandsherry com

Nineteen Sorcerers Murdered In Java

Villagers in West Java are beheading people they say are sorcerers.
Police are investigating 19 killings of ‘black shamen” but believe many more could have gone unreported in the remote villages of the Indonesian island .
One 70-year-old woman has been hacked to death by a mob after she gave some fish to a sick neighbour who died several weeks later. Villagers claim other people she had been in contact with had either died or fallen ill.
Inspector Widodo, of Cianjur Police Station, say most of the claims of sorcery are false and the murders are in fact the result of political or business rivalries, reports the Straits Times.
While villagers often join in the killings because they believe the claims to be true, most are actually carried out by an organised network of ‘black shamen assassins’.
For IDR1,000,000 (about £75) they will begin a rumour of someone being a sorcerer then, when the village is convinced, carry out the execution.
Anthropologist Anto Ahadiat says villagers are enacting street justice because the country’s political leadership has broken down traditional village structures.
In the past shamen were rarely killed - instead people went to a more powerful one to counteract any spell they thought had been passed on them.
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3.12.08

CREEPY STORIES: COLLECTION OF GHOST STORIES


Experts Unearth Srebrenica Bodies In Ghost Village

Forensic experts said on Tuesday they have unearthed about 1,000 skeletal remains of Bosnian victims of the 1995 Srebrenica massacre in a mass grave.
Documents recovered from the grave in this village dubbed “Death Valley” showed the victims were from Srebrenica, forensic experts said.
The eastern enclave was under United Nations protection when it was overrun by Bosnian Serb forces near the end of the 1992-95 war.
“Almost 90 percent of all remains had traces of bullet shots and some victims were blindfolded with rope-tied hands,” said Vedo Tuco, standing on the edge of a muddy grave where white-clad forensic pathologists marked and cleaned up bones.
Experts had hoped to complete the exhumations Wednesday but say the work which started two months ago will finish next week.
Tuco said some of the remains were of 14-to-15-year-old boys. The victims were killed at three locations near Srebrenica and transferred to the village of Kamenica from the original graves three months after the execution, he added.
More than 8,000 Muslim men and boys were killed in Srebrenica. Bosnian Serb General Ratko Mladic, indicted on genocide charges for the atrocity, is still on the run.
Bosnian Serbs first buried the bodies near the execution sites but then dug out many of them with bulldozers and reburied them in “secondary” mass graves in an attempt to hide the crime.
“There is a complete chaos in this mass grave. Some of the remains that we found here will probably be re-associated with the bodies that we had exhumed from other mass graves discovered in this village,” Tuco said.
There are 12 mass graves in a strip of land about 7-km (four miles) long, located beside the sole road in this remote and almost deserted village, mainly on Muslim land. Mass graves unearthed earlier yielded around 3,000 body parts.
“They probably thought that nobody would ever return here and discover the crime,” Tuco said. He said another mass grave has been located in the village but digging will likely start in the spring because of bad winter weather.
About 5,800 victims of Europe’s worst atrocity since World War Two have been identified through DNA analysis but they can be reburied only after 70 percent of the bodily remains have been identified.
“The identification of the bodies we found here will probably take a long time because they are so dismembered and in bad shape,” Tuco said.
“It is therefore very important to dig out even the smallest body parts.”
Camila Mehmedovic, 61, a rare villager who returned to Kamenica after the war, mowed grass for her sheep from a nearby field before she learned there was a mass grave below.
“If I knew it would be like this, I would have never returned,” she said.
“Wherever I go the bones are being dug out and I cannot escape a smell of decaying bodies. This really is a Death Valley.”
As it hunts for ghosts, NBC Universal’s Sci Fi Channel is scaring up larger numbers of female viewers.
“Ghost Hunters,” now in its fourth year on Sci Fi, is helping the male-skewing network achieve its goal of balancing its demographics.
As a genre, science fiction tends to attract more males than females. That’s reflected in the audience for Sci Fi Channel, which is about 56% male. Sci Fi’s most heralded show, “Battlestar Galactica,” attracts an audience that is 65% male and 35% female.
Since most of television skews toward female viewership, the handful of networks that attract a greater proportion of men—ESPN and History, for example—try to take advantage of their unique audience to sell ads to marketers in categories looking to reach males, such as financial services, insurance and video games.
But Sci Fi, a top-10 cable network trying to shake the perception of its fans being Trekkies who live in their parents’ basements, opted instead to reach out to female viewers.
“We have that debate every year with the advertising team,” said Dave Howe, president of the Sci Fi Channel. The network came to the conclusion that it wanted the largest total number of adult viewers, and decided to work toward a 50-50 split between men and women.
“We see this as the way to maximize your revenue,” he said.
“Most of the dollars out there are chasing either women or adults,” said Carrie Drinkwater, senior VP and director of national broadcasting at media buyer MPG.
Mr. Howe said the network maintains critical mass with both males and females. But, he added, “Companies in the pharmaceutical and packaged-goods industries have chosen to advertise on the network because of what ‘Ghost Hunters’ is doing.”
In its fourth year, “Ghost Hunters’” viewership is up 31% from a year ago, and that audience is 56% female.
“The reality programming is absolutely driving their female numbers,” said Nicole Romanik, VP and account director for national broadcast at Initiative. And even though it’s a male-skewing network, it’s already got nearly as many female viewers during prime time as VH1 and HGTV, she noted.
“That’s not exactly what you’d expect,” Ms. Romanik said.
Not all of Sci Fi’s attempts to appeal to female viewers have resulted in successful shows for the networks.
Reality shows, for example, tend to skew female. And women tend to have an interest in the paranormal. But when Sci Fi aired a show called “Psychic at Large,” it attracted women, as one would expect, but it drew practically no men, so it was a failure.
What Sci Fi learned from that effort was that while women tend to believe in the paranormal and the afterlife, men need such subject matter to at least attempt to provide some sort of scientific testing to appeal to their rational side.
So when the “Ghost Hunters” use gadgets and gizmos to try to document the presence of spirits, that “gives it credibility from a male point of view,” Mr. Howe said.
Sci Fi has been adding more shows to its schedule in the paranormal genre that attract female viewers, including “Ghost Hunters International” and “Destination Truth.” It also ordered new series “Ghost Hunters: College Edition” and “RelicQuest.”
It’s important that the shows fit into the network’s lineup, Mr. Howe said. Through scheduling and promotion, Sci Fi hopes its new female viewers will watch other shows on the networks.
“We’re not interested in any islands in the schedule,” Mr. Howe said.
Despite the influx of new shows and female viewers, Sci Fi will retain its geek chic.
“I think the Trekkies of the world are always going to watch Sci Fi,” Ms. Romanik said.

Visits From The Deceased

Carlos Sluzki’s cat died a while ago now, but he still sometimes visits. Now more of a shadow cat, the former pet seems to lurk at the edges of Sluzki’s vision, as a misinterpreted movement amid the everyday chaos of domestic life. All the same, the shadow cat is beginning to slink away and Sluzki notes that as the grief fades his erstwhile friend is “erasing himself from the world of the present and receding into the bittersweet world of the memories of the loved ones.”
The dead stay with us, that much is clear. They remain in our hearts and minds, of course, but for many people they also linger in our senses—as sights, sounds, smells, touches or presences. Grief hallucinations are a normal reaction to bereavement but are rarely discussed, because people fear they might be considered insane or mentally destabilised by their loss. As a society we tend to associate hallucinations with things like drugs and mental illness, but we now know that hallucinations are common in sober healthy people and that they are more likely during times of stress.
A Common HallucinationMourning seems to be a time when hallucinations are particularly common, to the point where feeling the presence of the deceased is the norm rather than the exception. One study, by the researcher Agneta Grimby at the University of Goteborg, found that over 80 percent of elderly people experience hallucinations associated with their dead partner one month after bereavement, as if their perception had yet to catch up with the knowledge of their beloved’s passing. As a marker of how vivid such visions can seem, almost a third of the people reported that they spoke in response to their experiences. In other words, these weren’t just peripheral illusions: they could evoke the very essence of the deceased.
Occasionally, these hallucinations are heart-rending. A 2002 case report by German researchers described how a middle aged woman, grieving her daughter’s death from a heroin overdose, regularly saw the young girl and sometimes heard her say “Mamma, Mamma!” and “It’s so cold.” Thankfully, these distressing experiences tend to be rare, and most people who experience hallucinations during bereavement find them comforting, as if they were re-connecting with something of the positive from the person’s life. Perhaps this reconnecting is reflected in the fact that the intensity of grief has been found to predict the number of pleasant hallucinations, as has the happiness of the marriage to the person who passed away.
There are hints that the type of grief hallucinations might also differ across cultures. Anthropologists have told us a great deal about how the ceremonies, beliefs and the social rituals of death differ greatly across the world, but we have few clues about how these different approaches affect how people experience the dead after they have gone. Carlos Sluzki, the owner of the shadow cat and a cross-cultural researcher at George Mason University, suggests that in cultures of non-European origin the distinction between “in here” and “out there” experiences is less strictly defined, and so grief hallucinations may not be considered so personally worrying. In a recent article, he discussed the case of an elderly Hispanic lady who was frequently “visited” by two of her children who died in adulthood and were a comforting and valued part of her social network. Other case reports have suggested that such hallucinations may be looked on more favorably among the Hopi Indians, or the Mu Ghayeb people from Oman, but little systematic work has been done.
And there, our knowledge ends. Despite the fact that hallucinations are one of the most common reactions to loss, they have barely been investigated and we know little more about them. Like sorrow itself, we seem a little uncomfortable with it, unwilling to broach the subject and preferring to dwell on the practicalities—the “call me if I can do anything,” the “let’s take your mind off it,” the “are you looking after yourself?”
Only a minority of people reading this article are likely to experience grief without re-experiencing the dead. We often fall back on the cultural catch all of the “ghost” while the reality is, in many ways, more profound. Our perception is so tuned to their presence that when they are not there to fill that gap, we unconsciously try to mold the world into what we have lived with for so long and so badly long for. Even reality is no match for our love.

Ghost Stories Alive And Well In Opelika

The ladies walked into the tavern. They were wearing the finest of Victorian wear for the time. They were joined a few moments later by a gentleman friend.
They talked, commented on the fashions of others there. I don’t think they were fond of what was worn by some of the ladies present that night.
They laughed.
After a short time, the gentleman glanced at his watch, as remembering he had another engagement near. Then, in a few minutes, he left saying “He must catch the train.” Just a moment after he departed, the horn sounded as a train sped through downtown Opelika on its way north. It was December a few years ago. But not one 120 years ago, it was just two years ago. You might encounter these Victorian friends again in the next few weeks. Well, maybe, if you see ghosts.
Opelika isn’t the only city with stories of ghost in old buildings. Several owners of shops on Railroad Avenue can tell you of lights cut off at night, only to be found on in the morning. I’ve seen the shadow of a shop owner’s wife pass in the dimly lit store, only to discover she’s not working that day and isn’t in the shop. I would have bet $100 that she was hiding behind the wall. Then the story of the bartender that hears glasses being pushed off shelves, only to walk to the bar and find no one there to do the deed. Or me hearing the footsteps from above the ceiling, then learning that the second floor was empty of life.
So now, how do I explain that someone saw the ghost? There are people that see ghosts you know. I know we normally bring out stories of ghosts or spirits each Halloween, but this appearance at the time of the Victorian Front Porch tour seemed worthy of mention again. And who is the person who saw this Victorian trio? Not some crazed lunatic, but a responsible working member of the community. I was at Eighth and Rail that night friend Beth Witten and her husband Steve, and she asked the question, “Did you see that?” For it was Beth that saw (and felt) the ladies brush past her. And in just another moment, another figure of the gentleman, who joined the ladies.
I thought it was interesting that this sighting was during the time of the Victorian Front Porch Tour in Opelika that year. Does this mean that other spirits come out for this holiday celebration?
Well, I would offer this up for thought. If you walk the Victorian Front Porch Tour and see a couple down the street, but as you turn back, they are no longer there, you may have seen a ghost of Christmas Past. Now if you come upon the gentleman with the British accent and younger Victorian wife, it’s probably just George Purves and wife Debbie. They’re not ghosts. Happy Holidays folks, see you next year.

Leave Him Alone

This story happens in the hostel of the school. Joe, someone I met in an archery competition, once stayed at the hostel. This is the story he heard and later relayed to us.
The hostel was of three (not very sure) storeys high and there are rooms being occupied by male students of all ages. Some of the older boys can be a bully at times to the younger boys. One of the older boys learnt his lesson one day when he met something not so pleasant as he was trying to bully a younger student.
It was past midnight, Min was at his friend’s room on the second floor for a chit chat. Before long, he realised how late it was and asked wish his friends good night as he leave to go back to his own room. It was a hot night with occasional breeze. The whole place is quiet with exception of the familiar sound of insects outside the building. It was just another usual weeknight when many tend to go to bed earlier.
Min was walking slowly towards the room on the ground floor. As he was getting towards the first floor, he saw a boy sitting down at the end of the staircase. Min did not recall seeing that boy around before. Maybe it’s just one of those studious students who never mix around with them. He looks much younger than Min himself.
The boy had his arms on his knees with his face buried on his arms. From behind, he looked as if he is sleeping. As Min got near, he can’t help but to disturb the boy.
“Hey boy! What are you doing here? Crying? Oh, cry baby! If you want to cry, go to your room and cry. Or go to your Mummy and cry. Don’t sit down here and block my way!”
The boy ignored him and just stayed still. Min was annoyed because the boy doesn’t seem to be scared of him, who is very much bigger in size and in age. So, he got nearer to that boy and gave him a slight kick on his legs. “Come on! Get lost!”
Then the boy sat up straight and slowly turned his face towards Min. As he turned around, Min could see that the boy has got no face. There’s just a plain piece of skin without a mouth, nose or eyes.
Min was motionless for a moment. He stared straight on the boy’s featureless face. He doesn’t know what to do for once. He wanted to scream but the voice never came out. His mind gone blank.
Then the boy started to move again. He was trying to stand up. Suddenly Min started running away. Before he knew it, the boy was chasing behind! He ran as fast as possible while kept looking back. All these while, he could see that boy chasing behind. He got into his room, slam his door real hard and rush into his bed. He quickly covered himself up with the blanket and shivering with fear. He was still in a shock and stayed under his blanket praying.
Then he heard someone opening the door and walked a few steps in. Then the door was shut. Min was petrified but dare not get up and see who it was. He could sense the person walk straight up to his bed and stand right next to the bed. His fear got the better of him and he may have fainted there and then. The next thing he knew was it was morning already and he was sweating under his blanket because of the heat. He realised he was not in his pyjamas and recalled what had happened the night before. He told his friends and since then, never dare walking back to his room late at night when everyone’s off to bed.

Mystery Kid

The school has a big field which is quite suitable for archery competition. They have been host for several archery competitions on the past years.
Not long ago, John, the storyteller, was there for an archery competition with his three other team-mates. Most archers were put in the hostel for accommodation by the organisers. They, too, were living there with the rest for several nights.
On that occasion, John and Azmin were sharing one room while their two other team-mates shared another room. On the first night they were there, John left Azmin alone in the room and went over to the other room to chat with his other team-mates. Azmin decided not to follow but went to bed early as he was tired.
The three guys were talking in the next room when they heard Azmin started scolding someone. They could hear Azmin was really angry to the extent that he was actually yelling. Apparently, Azmin was furious over a kid who disturbed him while he was trying to sleep. When they came out to check on Azmin, they saw Azmin rushed out of the room, with a clothes hangar in his hand, and ran down the corridor as if he was chasing someone or something and trying to hit it with the hanger. When he got back to his room, the surprised friends asked him what was he up to.
Azmin said, “That stupid boy came into my room and started pulling my blanket away from me. I scolded him and told him to get lost. But he came back and started pulling my blanket again. I was really annoyed. I got out of bed and told him to go away. He just stood there and laughed. So, I grab this clothes hanger on the table next to me and I started chasing him. I wonder where did he go as I lost him suddenly round the corner there.”
The friends felt strange and told him that they didn’t see anyone, besides Azmin himself, when he was running down the corridor.
V.I. is a very old school and most of the buildings are very old. Most of them were built in the pre-war years and some have unique, if not weird, architecture. The old hall is one such building.
It is not a very big hall and the whole place can be very dark without the lights on. Inside, it looks as if the hall is oval shaped. There are only two small doors on the corners at the end of the hall. Hence, it is not very convenient for huge crowd. Since the hall has not been in use for a long time, most school students have never been into the hall.
One day, curiosity drove two boys to sneak into the building. As they step into the hall, they felt an unusual coldness. It seems that the air is trap in the hall and the heat outside has no effect upon the temperature inside this old building.
They walked around exploring the hall to find nothing much interesting inside. Then, as they were standing in the middle of the hall looking up towards the ceiling, they heard a whooping sound coming from behind them. They turned around and saw a patchy thing which looks like a boomerang. It was green in colour and the thing was rotating. As it rotated, it got bigger and bigger. Then it slowly moved towards them. Out of fear, they started running towards the door but when they start running, they both went in different directions.
As the hall was dark they could not find the door. They kept running around the oval looking hall with the things still chasing them behind. Apparently, the green thing has split into two and was chasing both of them, who were running in different direction.
One of the boys claimed that his friend wasn’t actually running with him, but floating above the ground and always stays right beside him while kept smiling at him. As he was running, the thing continued to chase after him but it never seems to get to him at all. Exactly the same thing happened to the other boy who was running in the opposite direction.
Perhaps there are two ghosts involved here and they both take the form of the boys. However, what is the green thing, nobody would figure out.
The weirdest thing is that they never bum into each other as they kept circulating into the hall. They started shouting for help. Suddenly, someone opened the door and light up the hall. Then the green thing disappeared and the ‘friend’ was gone.

The Mirror

Many people have the opinion that ghost does not appear on mirror because they don’t have a reflection. And this, according to certain people, is due to the fact that ghost has no soul. However, some would argue that ghosts are merely souls without their solid form.
In my opinion, as long as the ghost appears solid, i.e., if they are not transparent, they should have a reflection on the mirror. Nevertheless, to a group of students, the argument of ghost having reflections on the mirror is not an important issue at all.
I have to point out that the following account may have happened in the school toilet itself although the initial impression I got was that it happened in the hostel toilet. Hence, in the story, I will assume that it happens in the hostel.
A lot of students claimed they have seen their reflections on the mirror becoming ‘alive’. Everybody knows that when you turn right, your reflection on the mirror would turn left, and vice-versa. Nevertheless, the mirrors in this hostel would do otherwise. That is, if you turn right, the reflection, as if alive, would turn right as well. Many students and teachers experience that phenomenon but when they realised something was not right, everything would be back to normal. According to them, this phenomenon only happens when you are not looking exactly at the mirror and are not paying attention on it.
You may argue that it is mere psychological effects and that’s what those who had experienced it thought so too, until they came together and realised that so many others experience the same thing.
Although this is not scary, the mirrors, or perhaps the ghosts, have another trick that would set their victims screaming and crying in fear.
One early morning, everyone was awoken by a loud scream of a girl. According to the girl, she bent down near to the sink to wash her face. When she stood up straight and looked into the mirror, she saw what made her screamed out in fear. She claimed that those drops of water on her face appeared as drops on blood. She thought it was her blood at that moment and yelled out loud. She rushed back to her room and told her roommate. Her friend convinced her it was only water but not blood.
By then, everyone has rushed out of their room and gathered around outside the girl’s room trying to find out what had happened. One of them later told the housemaster about the incident. The housemaster said there is nothing he could do. However, he did not rule out the story of that girl as ridiculous and, in fact, he advised the residents not to go to the toilets alone. Later he told some students that the incident was unexplainable as it has happened many times in the past. According to him, it is better to leave the “thing” alone as any action may cause the incident to repeat itself even more often.

Guardhouse

Along the fence of the school, there is a roll of nice trees. I was told that during World War II, the Japanese army used to hang prisoners’ head on those trees. During the war, the most common method of execution was to chop off one’s head. To warn the people so that they will not go against them, the Japanese army would hang the heads of executed prisoners’ on trees. Since the school was used as a Japanese station and for their prisoners, added to the fact that the trees were by the roadside, it became the best spot to serve that purpose.
The school has a guardhouse just off that roll of trees, where the gate is. There will be at least one policeman on duty there every night. The reason why the police was involved in such kind of duty, instead of just an ordinary guard, was not known to me.
One night, one of the policemen was on duty as usual at that guardhouse. Ahmad (name changed) has been attending duties at the guardhouse for countless number of times but he has not encountered any kind of the extraordinary.
On that fateful night, it seems to be just another quiet, warm night that he has to go through. He was listening to the radio while trying to keep himself awake just in case his superior come and check on him. At about 3 am, the inspector indeed appears. Ahmad felt a great sense of relief he did not fall asleep for that may caused him some sort of punishment.
He got off his chair and stood at the doorsteps waiting for the inspector to get near. He then saluted to him and said, “Good morning, sir!” The inspector saluted in return and greeted him back.
There was a long pause then. The inspector, with his hand still up and staring at Ahmad, just kept quiet for a while. Ahmad was starting to feel uncomfortable. Ahmad was about to open his mouth and asked if the inspector’s all right. Before any words could come out, the inspector’s head suddenly broke off from his body and dropped to the ground. Ahmad saw the head on the ground with its eyes still wide opened and the inspector still standing firm on its two feet.
Ahmad got really frightened and ran away at the next moment. He got home in a fright and was sick for several days. Then later, he tried to tell his colleagues what had happened but they were reluctant to believe him, though they did not dismiss his story completely either. The main reason they did not want to believe the story was that the said inspector was still seen in the police station as usual everyday.
The incident did not hinder Ahmad from continuing his duties as usual. Nevertheless, whenever he was on duty in the guardhouse, he would be wary of any noises around.
To his horror, the same inspector appears again one night several months later. He started to get panic the moment he saw the inspector walking towards the guardhouse from his car. He got out of the guardhouse and stood firmly. He felt like running away that precise moment but he told himself to be brave and stay on to see what will happen next. He was ready to run away once anything unusual happen. He can’t bear to see the inspector’s head on the ground with those wide-opened eyes anymore.
When the inspector got to the guardhouse, he greeted Ahmad first. Ahmad was speechless. He fear if he were to salute to him, the inspector’s head might fall off again. So, he just kept quiet and stared at the inspector. Waiting for him to response, the inspector also stood there quietly staring at him.
Ahmad thought, “Oh! Oh! The silence! Maybe this is the moment to run away.”
Just before he could move his feet and run, the inspector spoke and asked if he was all right. The inspector said he looked pale and sick. Then, Ahmad feeling confused that the inspector have spoken, started to wonder if the inspector was the same ‘inspector’ who visited him before.
Instead of answering the inspector, he put up his guts and started poking the inspector’s body to see if he is human. The felt the solid form of a human body but he was not convince yet. So, he pushed the inspector’s head instead — to see if the head would fall off.
Well, the head did not fall off to the ground but the inspector was very furious by then. He yelled at Ahmad condemning him for disrespect.
“What do you think you are doing? First of all, you never even greet your superior as he comes in. Then you started poking him with your fingers!” Ahmad was later punished for disrespect to a superior.
When the story was told to me by an ex-student of the school, a policeman from the same squad as Ahmad was presence. He overheard over story and interrupted to confirm that the story was true and Ahmad was never placed on duty in that guardhouse again after that incident.
According to Lee, this story has some connection to those ‘nice trees’ along the fence of the school. A lot of people, especially those working in the guardhouse through the nights have claimed to have seen figures on the trees, some without heads.
Badminton Hall

Georgetown (Penang, Malaysia) is a very old city. Most of the buildings downtown are build before World War II and many, especially the school buildings were often used as the station for Japanese soldiers. Many of these buildings are used as a prisons and execution centre, too.
This school, commonly known as CIS, is an all-girls school. It is one of the oldest schools in Malaysia. It was used as a prison by the Japanese during the war. Inside one of the classrooms, there were carvings of British prisoners’ name on the wall. The school also houses the first residence of Sir Francis Light, the founder of Penang.
Although the school building has been declared a heritage area, some old buildings are of no value and they were excluded from the heritage building list. One of such building was the canteen. The old canteen was declared unsafe and hence was torn down and a new school canteen with a badminton hall above it was subsequently built.
The badminton hall has two entrances — one on each end of the hall. However, only the door on the left end of the hall is usually open. The other side has a locker-cum-changing room and hence the exit was not open for privacy reasons. Before one gets into the locker room, one has to go through a door, and then there is a small passageway, with a surau (small mosque) on the left. There is another door before one can get to the lockers and changing area. Then there is the staircase and another door, which is usually locked, as mentioned above.
Some years back, I used to play badminton in that hall on weekends. Personally, I have not seen a ghost or hear anything out of the ordinary. My brother, who was there with me every weekend, once said he saw a man waving at him from one of the classroom nearby. The school has many ghost stories but most of them, like what my brother experienced, are merely sightings of a ghost, feeling of a presence or hearing of voices. However, there is one particular sighting which is probably the scariest ghost sightings I have ever come across. This story is told to me by the canteen caretaker who is also in charge of the badminton courts as well as my friends who were once students in that school themselves.
One morning, a group of students were having their regular physical exercise session in the badminton hall. At the end of the session, all the girls went to the locker room to change. All of them left together and went back to their classroom after that.
About an hour later, one of the girls realised that she had lost her purse. She thought she must have left it in the changing area in the hall. Hence, she decided to go back to the locker room and look for it. She got permission from the teacher and set off for the badminton hall. When she got there, there’s no longer anybody there. Being a badminton hall with dark curtains, the hall seems pretty dark without lights on.
She switched on the lights and walked straight to the other end of the hall to where the locker room is. When she got to the door that leads to the small passageway, she found that the door was locked. Nobody could have locked the door unless there’s someone inside. Since there was no more class in the hall, obviously someone was having some hanky-panky business inside the locker room. Eager to get her purse back and curious what her schoolmates might be up to behind that door, she peeped through the small window on the door.
She couldn’t see anyone but suddenly, out of the changing area, she saw a figure floating into the small passageway. It was kind of transparent but yet seems solid. Then the girl noticed something she could not want to believe. The floating object became clearer and clearer and she noticed that it was a headless woman.
Being someone who doesn’t believe in ghost, she refused to believe what she saw and decided to take a closer look through the window again. Again she saw the same figure. This time, it became clearer and she could see a woman in a Malay costume floating about half a metre above the ground without a head.
The girl got so frightened that she rushed out of the hall immediately. She ran to the canteen caretaker and told her what she just saw. The canteen caretaker said she dare not go up there and investigate but she said she believed the girl’s story as she was crying and she was completely pale due to the shock. The teacher later called her parents to take her home.
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1.9.08

~CREEPY STORY~ THE PHILLIPINES MYTHS:


The tiyanak is creature which, in Philippine mythology, imitates the form of a child. It usually takes the form of a newborn baby and cries like one in the jungle to attract unwary travelers. Once it is picked up by the victim, it reverts to its true form and attacks the victim. Aside from slashing victims, the tianak also delights in leading travelers astray, or in kidnapping children.
Tikbalang is a creature of Philippine folklore said to lurk in the mountains and forests of the Philippines. It is generally described as a tall, bony humanoid creature with disproportionately long limbs, to the point that its knees reach above its head when it squats down. It has the head and sometimes feet of an animal, most commonly a horse. It is sometimes believed to be a transformation of an aborted fetus which has been sent to earth from limbo.

The Sigbin is a creature of Philippine mythology said to come out at night to suck the blood of victims from their shadows. The creature walks backward with its head lowered between its hind legs. It resembles a hornless goat, emits a very nauseating smell and possess a pair of very large ears which are capable of clapping like a pair of hands. It is also claimed to issue forth from its lair during Holy Week, looking for children that it will kill for the heart, which is made into an amulet.

It is also believed that there are families known as Sigbinan (”those who own Sigbin”), who possess the power to command them. The aswang is said to keep it as a pet, along with another mythical creature, a bird known as the Wakwak.[3] The sigbin is said to bring wealth and luck to its owners.

The Sarimanok is a legendary bird of the Maranao people who originate from Mindanao, a major island in the Philippines. Manòk, which makes up part of its name, is a Philippine word for chicken. It is the legendary bird or “artificial cock” that has become an ubiquitous symbol of Maranao art. It is depicted as a fowl with colorful wings and feathered tail, holding a fish on its beak or talons. The head is profusely decorated with scroll, leaf, and spiral motifs. It is said to be a symbol of good fortune.

The pugot is a mythical fiend that is found in the Ilocos region. It can assume various shapes such as hogs, dogs or even as humans. However, it usually appears as a black, gigantic headless being. The creature usually resides in dark places or deserted houses. However, they especially like living in trees such as the duhat (Eugenia cumini), santol (Sandoricum koetjape), and tamarind.

Aside from its shapeshifting abilities, the pugot can also move at great speeds, feeding on snakes and insects that it finds among the trees. It feeds by thrusting food through its neck stump.Although terrifying, the pugot is relatively harmless. However, the creature is fond of women’s underwear and steals them while they are being dried on a clothesline. The pugot is also found in the Ifugao myth “Tulud Nimputul: The Self-Beheaded” where he appears to the human hero. He was fed by the hero with chopped chicken meat that is mixed with blood.

The Penanggalan which is also called Hantu Penanggal is a peculiar variation of the vampire myth that apparently began in the Malay Peninsula. See also the Manananggal, a similar creature of Filipino folklore. “Penanggal” or “Penanggalan”‘ literally means “detach”, “to detach”, “remove” or “to remove”. Both terms - Manananggal and Penanggal - may carry the same meaning due to both languages being grouped or having a common root under the Austronesian language family, though the two creatures are culturally distinct in appearance and behavior.

According to the folklore of that region, the Penanggalan is a detached female head that is capable of flying about on its own. As it flies, the stomach and entrails dangle below it, and these organs twinkle like fireflies as the Penanggalan moves through the night. In Malaysian folklore, a Penanggal may be either a beautiful old or young woman who obtained her beauty through the active use of black magic, supernatural, mystical, or paranormal means which are most commonly described in local folklores to be dark or demonic in nature. Another cause where one becomes a Penanggal in Malaysian folklore is due to the result of a powerful curse or the actions of a demonic force, although this method is less common than the active use of black magic abovementioned. Unlike Manananggal, all Penanggal are females and there is no variation in Malaysian folklore to suggest a Penanggal to be male.

A Nuno which is also called Nuno sa Punso is a dwarf-like creature in Philippine mythology. It is believed to live in an anthill or termite mound, hence its name. Literally, nuno sa punso means Ancestor or Grandparent of the anthill. The Nuno is described to be a small old man with a long beard, and differs from a duwende or dwarf of Philippine folklore. The duwende is a playful hobgoblin who shows himself to children, while the Nuno is a goblin easily angered and will do harm to those who damage or disturb his mound. If an invader destroys the Nuno’s home by kicking it, the offender’s foot would become swollen. Nuno sa punso are also believed to inhabit places such as underneath large rocks, trees, riverbanks, caves, or a backyard.

A manananggal is also called wakwak in some areas Filipino folklore or penanggalan in Malay folklore is a mythical creature. It resembles a Western vampire, in being an evil, human-devouring monster or witch. The myth of the manananggal is popular in the Visayan region of the Philippines, especially in the western provinces of Capiz, Iloilo, Antique. There are varying accounts of the features of a manananggal. Like vampires, Visayan folklore creatures, and aswangs, manananggals are also said to abhor garlic and salt. They were also known to avoid daggers, light, vinegar, spices and the tail of a sting ray which can be fashioned as a whip. Folklore of similar creatures can be found in the neighbouring nations of Indonesia and Malaysia.

The Kumakatok whom are also called door knockers are a group of three robed figures that knock on doors in the middle of the night. These three mysterious hooded figures looked like humans. One resembles a young female while the other two look like old people. A visit from the kumakatok is usually an omen of death as either the eldest or the ill member of the house they knocked upon dies. These visits are also more frequent after a disease outbreak. Residences of Luzon and Visayas painted white crosses on their doors to ward off the kumakatok. This trend caused the trio to switch from residences to government buildings, hospitals, and even churches. The kumakatok vanished or lessened their visits after World War II. A probable explanation is that many buildings were destroyed at that time, denying the kumatakok of doors to knock upon.

27.8.08

~CREEPY VIDEO~ WARNING!!! NOT FOR KIDS AND WEAK HEARTED PERSON PLEASE:

WARNING!!! NOT FOR KIDS AND WEAK HEARTED PERSON PLEASE:

I remember there was this incident when my grandfather passed away. When my grandfather was alive, he would go and live in all of my relatives house. for example, 1 month at my aunt’s house, 1 month at my uncle’s house, then 1 month at my house. When he came over to stay at my house, he was already quite sick. And after a few weeks, he passed away. so my parents and relatives decided to hold the funeral at my void-deck since he passed away while it was his turn living at my place. he passed away peacefully at the hospital.

When the funeral was held at my void-deck, then one night at the beginning of the 7 days funeral (think it was the 2nd or 3rd day), me and my parents went upstairs to our house to rest for awhile before going downstairs again. me and my dad was in the masterbed room, he was telling me stories (i was small at that time), the bedroom door was closed as we had switched on the air-con. Mum was alone in the living room praying. then she told us that as she was praying, she heard footsteps, like someone was walking towards the kitchen. Then the next minute, she heard the cabinet open, and she heard someone making milo - my grandfather loved drinking milo. True enough, me and dad heard the cabinet opening, sudden we thought nothing of it because we thought it was mum.

Towards the end of the 7 days of the funeral, one night me, my dad and mum went upstairs to wash up. Dad and i finished washing up first, so we watched TV while waiting for mum to finish so we could all go downstairs together. then while i was watching TV, there’s this dark shadow of a person just walked pass the TV and flew out of the window. we could see the the shadow because the TV was very bright, and we did not on any other lights. the shape of the shadow looks exactly like my grandfather. I guess he was just saying one last goodbye to us.

THE GHOST IN A FRIDGE:

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21.8.08

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Haunted Vacation Room

I came back from KL yesterday.This story is about the hotel me and my friends staying during my 5 days vacations.


I book this hotel earlier by online. I thought it would be a pleasant stay,as this hotel is very popular.Even foreigners enjoy staying at this hotel.It’s really a cheap-online hotel.You could book this hotel at very cheap rates.(I can’t tell you which hotel,as i afraid it might spoil the image).

We arrived this hotel on Saturday evening,around 6pm.The location is very strategic.The train just few walks away,nice restaurants around,and lots of convinient store.The hotel patrons all are friendly,service are nice,everything very nice and comfortable,until the night comes,it turns to nightmares,really nightmares ok?

We went out to Petaling Street for a little shopping and dinner,and got back hotel by 11pm.We were looking forward to shop in 1 Utama the next day.I dozed off straightly after bath.I switched on the dimmed orange light for my sweet night.

Bad nightmares started,which the nightmare is exactly showing the room i slept.First,i dream a woman wearing white passing from the window out the door of my room.In the dream,it didn’t disturb me.It was just passing.I woke up,and see around my room.Nothing. I slept back,and the 2nd nightmares came.This time is a child.He is standing beside my bed,and looking at me.He seems harmless. I wake up again.Look around,nothing.Feel a bit scary already from the two nightmares.I look at the time,it’s just 3am,and i sleep back.

This time,i dream again.In the dream,i was sleeping when Something broke my window glass and i heard scream of a woman.Then i run outside and the security was patrolling.I quickly asked him what happen.He told me he didn’t hear any scream,and told me this floor is haunted before.Something happened before..Then i woke up.This time really frighten me up.I open the light.And pray to god.After praying,i slept until morning.No more nightmares.

My friend slept next room to me.I told her what happened.She is a buddhist,and help me to burn an amulet over my room.The 2nd and 3rd night i slept nicely.No more nightmares.

On the 4th day,we are very tired shopping in Bukit Bintang.Then we decided to ride a taxi.The taxi driver were kind.He show us some spots and tell us the famous things there. Suddenly,he asked me how was the hotel i’m staying.So i told him,it was nice and peoples there were friendly.
The taxi driver told me little history of my hotel.The hotel i staying was managed by new management.The previous management close down after some incident.He said that,peoples staying in the hotel heard screaming of women at night.Business start to go down after news spread out to tourism companies and the locals.This news spread by employee’s in the previous hotel.

Soon,the management stop the business and it’s been officially closed for few months.It was then,the hotel been taken by this management doing budget hotel.The sounds of women screaming couldn't been heard anymore after this management doing the hotel business.Maybe some ritual had done perhaps?Many tourists staying in the hotels soon,and nowadays,it became quite popular.Mostly is fully booked.

We reach our hotel and i thanks the taxi driver for the news.At night,i couldn’t slept,maybe too scared as the news i get is quite similar to the dream i have before.Soon,i dozed off and no nightmares.We leave the next day.And,i told myself no more staying in that hotel.
Coincidence?Or really there are things there,but it appears in my dream?


Unclean Places

People says that hospitals are the most “unclean” places in the world. I can’t disagree with that especially when I personally experience something weird.

After my O ‘levels I was granted entry to a course in a polytechnic.
I decided to take up a job during the 6 months period before I went to polytechnic. A job agency helped me to find a job in New Chxxxx Hospital (now known as Chxxxx General Hospital) material management department. I was to send all kinds of equipments to wards and OTs and offices, be it medical supply or office stationery.

The Lift

At that time Chxxxx hospital was not officially open yet, only its ER and other ICU are in operations. One day, I made my round up to the SICU and pass supplies to the ward. I press for the lift and when it came, I pushed my trolley into it and entered it pressed the B2 button for my department. The door closed and suddenly it opened. Thinking that maybe there was someone outside, I peeped out but there was no one there. I pressed the Close button again…..and the same thing happens again!!!! This happened for four times… and this hair rising feeling got to me and I exited the lift. The door closed and it went down!! Geez, I though… maybe something is wrong with the lift sensors… I waited for another lift that did finally came AND bring me down to B2………but a shock is awaiting me…..

When the door opens at B2 and I push my trolley out of the lift, the lift on the left, which was the left that refused to take me, opens at the same time. What came out of it was totally shocked me. Out came two attendants with a metal coffin (those that hospital use to transfer the dead to the morgue….. did I told u that the morgue was in B2 as while?) and the family of the dead. The family was weeping and crying….. this really chills me to the bone. For the rest of the day I felt sick and morbid.

Was something in the lift awaiting the arrival of the dead? That’s why it did not allow me to go down together? .

The Ward

After a month of two, my supervisor decided to send my group of friends and I to Old Toa Paxxx hospital ( Already closed ) at that time to retrieve what ever can be salvage from the old buildings there. The only two humans that were there are 2 security guards… a father and son.
The first day we went there, I had this feeling… that the hospital was covered in a dark aura. The only lift there smells of disinfectant and death…. and it get stuck always in the middle of two storeys. Imagine the door opening and you are half way under ground and from the first floor…… most of the electricity was out or cut off too. The place .. I guess like all abandon buildings looks spooky.

One day, I and another guy was assigned to count the total number of metal bed frames left in the hospital. We decided to count from the main building first, from the top level down. It was around 5pm when we reach the second storey. We open the ward door with our keys and walked in. It was a class C ward…. comprise mainly of different rooms by partitions with no doors in front of the partitions with a long corridor linking every room. We simply looked in and count the number of beds. I was doing the counting and my friend was doing the recording. ” Seven beds”, “Ok…” ” 10 beds…” ,” Ok..” then I came to the second last room I peeked in and i just continued to the last ward…..”8 Beds” ” Ok….. but oie….. the second last one you never count le…. how many beds huh?”

Then It struck me by I never count the beds in that ward. I saw a room… fully furnished. There were mattresses and pillows on each bed with cases and all. Looks like a perfect ward in a hospital. And on the first bed right near the door, was this old man, dressed in hospital grown and sitting on the side of the bed and looking directly at me……….” 8 beds la F**k! Go liao la!! ” I pulled my friend along and walked fast out of the ward, not daring to look to my left as I pass the particular room. My friend thought I was lazy and whacked me on my back when I was out of the ward. I told him exactly what happened. He scolded me even more. He later told me that when a person were to see any “unclean” things.. lets not suppose to tell others or his bad luck will pass on to others…… To this day it still sends chills down my spine just to think about it…….



Saw Dark Figure:

Just to share 1 of the many sightings from my own experience. This happen abt 6yrs ago. It
happened at abt 12am I was walking down the stairs I stay 8th floor lift on the 10 so got to walk down. While walking down the stairs I felt someone following me, so I stop a few time on that few flight of stairs, so did my “stalker”. My neighbour a single lady met a stalker a few days ago also.

I felt uneasy but at that time but I had my disc man on blasting loudly and felt a bit comforted. So I ignored the feeling and continue to go down, then I heard sound of people clapping behind that was when my hair stand!!!!! Cos there is no way I can hear anything with that kind of volume.

By then I was left with a few steps to go so I just jump off the steps and ran all the way home cos my unit was towards the end of the corridor.

Upon reaching my door I still felt the presence following me but not so near. I was shaking and could not open the door so I banged on the door hard and my mum opened and ask what happen, i just mumble something and rush in to the safe grounds of my home and while I was walking towards my room, my mum was also walking back to her room which was facing my room window I told her what happen exactly.

The creepy thing is that just when I finish my sentence, my mum said she just saw a dark figure dashing out of my room window from the corner of her eye.. I’m still staying in the same house but thank god nothing much has happen ever since.
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