Come Out & Play, Child, Come Out & Play~..... Part 1 BY -D-

as one enters my little sister's room, located on the ground floor, you'll come face to face to a wide window, looking directly out to the grass field, and a tree covered with vines. to your right, outside on the corner of the window, you'll find a small pot, containing an unimpressively small plant made up of only it's stump....

late 2004, long before the STPRI incident (so don't you dare compare that with this), when my sister was only 14 years of age, my grandma had to take an emergency surgery in KL, and my parents, worried about the outcome, decided to go as well, leaving only me and my 4 other siblings, and the maids to take care of the house. also take note we had a rabbit cage back then, located outside, just underneath my parents bedroom.

that year, we had just started subscribing to Kristal/Astro, so while the parents were away, my sister frequented their room, which at the time had both of it's light bulb broken, to watch TV, since that was the only place in the house with a decoder. it was around 11 pm, and it was the monsoon season, so strong winds were blowing at the time. and need i remind you our place was located between two steep hills, making an eerie sound as the storm was about to start.

feeling thirsty at the time, i made my way to my parent's room upstairs, maybe to steal some juice from their fridge. not three steps up the stairs, i heard the sound of a door banged open, loud sobbing and moaning, and another bang as my sister stormed out of the master bedroom, crying and hit herself on one of the wooden wardrobe. she sat there on the floor, crying and then screaming hysterically as my older sister held her in her arms, all the while bleeding from the elbow and her head after hitting the door and wardrobe respectively. what happened?

my sister was watching tv at my parents' room alone in the dark, as the wind outside began to pick up speed. it started off with the usual eerie howl, which she was already used to. later on, there was another sound that mixed in with the wind, one that sounded like a high pitched, shaky "eeeEEeeeEeeEEEee~". not long afterwards, she heard the voice of a girl repeatedly calling her name, which came from the door leading to the veranda which was 3-4 metres right in front of her. after she had ran out, i entered the room and went out the veranda to take a look. it may have been my imagination, but despite the strong winds, i swear i could smell the faint scent of something sweet.

when my parents got home and heard the story, they explained the sound may have came from the rabbits we were keeping, since they always made those "eeeEEeeeEeeEEEee~" noises during cold nights, and that my sister was just imagining her name being called. this put her at ease, until of course this fact was proven wrong. that potted plant i mentioned has it's role..... in part 2 and my final story.....

Rosemary's Baby BY -D-

funny thing here is my sister-in-law's nick name IS Rose. okay, maybe not Rosemary, but it's still pretty close....

early February of 2008. as i went to the kitchen to grab a late night drink, i noticed the lights to the living room were still brightly lit up. my brother had had a guest over, a scene quite rare especially at that hour (it was 2+ AM, me thinks). i had thought the other guy was an old friend of his, and they were just re-living the good old days when they were younger, spending the later hours of the night hangin' and chillin', with no worries of getting enough sleep to get them through work the next day. then i heard the word "bayangan". so i eavesdropped to find out more;

more than a week earlier, my brother and his wife were terrorized by the sudden repetitive sound that came from their bedroom window, making them lose some sleep. the culprit; a black crow, who kept pecking at the window, which, you guessed it, was facing the grass field. now this wouldn't be much of a problem if it was just some pesky crow with some obsessive-compulsive drive to peck at the window every night, however, the fact that his wife seemed to wake up from a nightmare, sweating, exactly before the crow would start pecking the window, and that the pecking would start at around the same time every night made my brother a bit TOO worried. he tried to scare the crow away by banging on the window; it just perched there staring back at my brother, as if he's mocking him even. it wasn't until he'd open the window that it would fly away. and every time he shooed it away, it went in the very same direction, into the darkness of the grass field.

as for my sister-in-law's nightmare, the one she wakes up to before the crow starts pecking the window? the first couple of nights, she can't exactly recall the dream, but they were definitely the same ones. on around the fourth night, she could finally remember what it was; she would dream that she was sleeping in the room, alone, at night, when she'd suddenly wake up, the window opening on it's own at the same time, while the crow, which was larger in her dream would perch there, staring at her. it would then spread it's wings, which were large in her dreams, as if it was going to engulfed her. before it did, she'd always hear a deep, thundering voice that commanded her to hand her son over to "him". only problem is, they have no son. now, as i've mentioned, if all this had happened only once, heck, twice at most, this would have all been just a coincidence. but all this 11 nights in a row, it's not pretty strange for someone who's heavily as superstitious as my brother to go find a medium after the third night. the whole ordeal left his wife weak and tired, vomiting the next day after it had happened.

it took a little while for him to find a medium with his connections, but the night i went for a drink was the night they had just finished cleaning up the problem. it wasn't two days later my brother told my parents what happened, along with the big news they had. what supposedly happen, based on the medium's report, was that a something, an unknown being, was stalking my sister-in-law. it originally came from the hills next to my sister-in-law's parents house and followed her to my place when she came back, and was of notable high rank among it's kind. one other characteristic that made a problem for the medium dealing with "it" was that it was a giant of some sort; it was taller than our two storey house. the crow that came pecking their windows was a messenger of sort asking his wife to hand over her son, one they didn't have, to "it" who was hiding in the forest beyond the grass field.

and their other news to my parents? my sister-in-law was pregnant. months later, we would find out that it was gonna be a boy.....

(next story will be a two-parter, and the last of my stories)

BY -D-

"eh. si 'K' balik jua udah, kan?" asked my older sister, as i made my way from my room to my parents' room upstairs to grab some grub, passing the living room where she sat down in the dark. i've seen my sister mad, confused, and many other expressions that normally requires a person to be so wide-eyed. in that particular moment, i guessed "freaked out" describe her expression best.

'K' was our former driver/gardener. if there's one easy way to describe him, it'd be VERY tall and lanky. think Shaggy (not the singer), only taller, and less hippy. other notable features would be the fact he always wear a white tee as his work clothes as he goes around with his business on the front yard. now enough about him, on to the time of the incident;

one December evening of last year, after 7 pm, bored and with nothing better to do, my older sister lounged around the living room, chatting with her friends on MSN via her cellphone, while facing towards the window looking out of the front lawn. trying to relax her eyes for a bit after staring into the screen for too long in the dark, she looked up in front her and through the warped glass brick right next to the main entrance, saw a tall white figure passed by. she saw it again through the window overlooking the front lawn, making it's way towards the tool shed, found near the back close to the large (haunted) grass field. now at first glance, she didn't think much of it as her first impression was that "K" was just finishing some stuff up. then she remembered how a few days prior that i sent "K", my mother, and herself to the airport to send him off (she wanted to stop by elsewhere afterwards, and her car was in the workshop). one other detail worth mentioning was that the figure had quite an eerie white glow, and that white part was way too long to be a t-shirt of any sort as it extended way past the waist.

as she came to realize all this, i had just came out of my room, ready to cook something up.

well, the next story is gonna be just as weak and unscary as this one, considering that i'm pretty much near the end of the road here....

The Neighbour's Tale Numero Duo BY -D-

same neighbor here, also told during raya that same year.

on one early morning, at around 4 am, our neighbor had just came home after a long, hard night of work. no thanks to his luck, not only did he get the night shift that day, he had to stay at his work place a lot longer than he had to because of a predicament that needs to be fixed (ok, so i wasn't there when he told this story. my sister told me this later on, and she didn't get much of the details. something about him being an engineer). dead tired and just about ready to keel over, anywhere, anytime, he put the effort to head upstairs to his bedroom, after thinking twice whether to hit the couch or not.

he entered his room, left the door open (security is the least of your problem when you're dead (*heehee*) tired), and belly flopped on his bed. he lied there for awhile before he decided to turn around in a more comfortable position. as he turned, he caught a glimpse of the silhouette of a little boy just by the door. alarmed, he stood up, and as soon as he did, the figure made a run for it to the stairs. without even thinking twice, despite the creepy feeling he had in his gut, for no apparent reason, he gave chase. as he made his way down the stairs, he saw the "boy", at the bottom of the stairs, made a right turn behind a wall and into the living room, which also leads to the main entrance. as he entered the living room; silence.

the boy was nowhere to be found in the living room, nor did he hear the main entrance being unlocked and opened when the boy ran for it. considering there was no where else for the boy to run from there, the freakiness of all this finally sunk in o him. no, people, this was no dream sequence. the guy somehow managed to stay up till around 7, when he finally thought it was safe to sleep. later that afternoon, as per the neighbor's suggestion, he went out to buy some frames with verses from the Quran.

The Neighbour's Tale Numero Uno BY -D-

if you've forgotten, my stories now takes place in a small housing community somewhere near Bukit Sebanging (i said at the base, but i may be lying) in Kampung..... well somewhere along Jalan Muara. the vague info is there for privacy reasons.

this one from one of the neighbours. during our first six months here, in our current home, not a lot people lived nearby. excluding us, there were three other houses that were occupied; one of which was owned by a single man, a bachelor, if you may. one other important detail to this tale, is, if you've forgotten, that our house is located at the dead end of the simpang which makes up the housing community. as you reach the end of the road, to your right, is my humble abode, and to your left, a lone lamp post, that never lit up until it got fixed many months later. finally, in front of you is the dead end, which consisted of a "wall" of tall grass reaching up to your knee where the concrete pavement ends. beyond that, the vast, grassy field mentioned in my previous story.

as you'd guess, night time was pretty dark right around that dead end area save for the lights from our gates. it wasn't out of the norm for you to drive up to the dead end, and catch a glimpse of a cat's glowing eyes right outside the area where your car's headlights are shining on, before it runs into the "wall" of grass and into the field. anyway, one night, our neighbour, the bachelor, decided to invite a bunch of friends to his crib to hang out. as usual, when your friend just moved into a new home, you sometimes tend to get a bit lost. such was the case for one of his buddies, who made a wrong turn (or rather none at all). this took place way past 1 am, and as luck would have it, our amah forgot to turn on the gate's lights.

so, our neighbour's friend was heading towards the dead end, which was very dark at this point. now, i mentioned cats in the previous paragraph, but this guy, not so fortunate. as the area where his headlights were shining on were about to move up to the wall of grass, he caught a glimpse of what appeared to be the back of a naked little boy running, away from the car, through the grass and into the field.... at the dead of night. what shook him even more was that he also got a short glimpse of the "boy's" foot which was caught by his headlights; it had a VERY pale complexion. took him a little while to snap out of it, get to his friend's place, tell them what happened, and planned never to hang out there past midnight again. and it took months later for us to hear this story, as we made our neighborhood visits during Raya (see what i did there?)

Selamat Hari Raya, kiddos.

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Out Of Body BY JugHead

I could not sleep that night. Looked at the clock it was almost 3am, feeling jealous that sis beside me was sleeping soundly.
But then out of the blue, my eyes started to feel so heavy. At last I was sleeping. But then my body felt so cold, my hands were clammy....
then blood. I could smell distinctively some fresh blood. So I opened my eyes to check my room out. But there was nothing. It was now 3am.
Somehow I felt so different. My body felt so light. Then I panicked, i realized I was floating. I even felt the slight bobbing. On my right, I saw a dark figure. It seemed to be laughing at me. I was so confused and tried to reach out for the door. Need to get out, need to get ma's help. In my 'floaty self', my hand almost reached the doorknob when whooosh... I got sucked into my body. But as soon as I get into my body, I floated out again. In again, I pulled the bed-sheet desperately. No luck, I went out of my body. In, pulled, out, again and again. Then I looked at my sis, still sleeping. I planned to scream if ever I got sucked into my body again. Luckily I did, however, I only managed to turn my head sideways towards her. I saw her looking at me. She must be awoken from all the trashing I had done while struggling to stay inside my body! By now I was tired and the dark figure had left. I was still floating, this time, though, I stayed that way. I had no energy to get back into my body. Feeling hopeless I cried and prayed. I reasoned that it could not be my time of death. Could not be! I was so sure I would end up in hell and begged Him to let me live longer. Then I got sucked into my body and as soon as I opened my eyes, I just ran out to my ma's room, it was now 7am. My body was aching and I had got a headache. I cried and cried telling my confused mom that I had been given the chance to stay in this world. My parents gave me a glass of water and ushered me back to my room. We all saw my bed-sheet pulled halfway. My roomie sis asked me why was I giving a quick, sharp stare before. She said that she was sure I looked dead but had ignored me.

Boy At Cemetery BY JugHead

That afternoon, my friend was visiting a Chinese cemetery. Passing across the cemetery, he had to walk over some tombstones.
He said 'excuse me' when doing that. But returning home from the cemetery, strange things started to happen.
First, his dog was growling mad at him as if he was some stranger. Then that night, while playing his PlayStation, he heard a faint cry circling around his room. He was feeling uneasy but tried to ignore the cry. That same night, he had a weird dream. A pair of pale legs was shown to him.
But the creepiest bit was when he was driving through a dark highway. Suddenly the lamp posts were lit one by one as his car passed through.
When he glanced at the back, in the mirror, he saw the lamp posts were once again switched off. Then his girlfriend complained about feeling as if a small boy was with him. From then on, every night, he would have a dream. And it was always a dream about a person shown to him, slowly getting more detailed in each dream.Creeping slowly those dreams went from the lower limbs to the mid body and finally, the face. To his horror, it was a small boy who was all bruised up like this kid was in some sort of a freak accident. His lips were sewn up. My friend was in a major freak out of unease. All with the dog kept growling and whimpering, those nightmares and the little boy crying. With these endless horrors, he had to face his exam. He was a bit tensed up and tired. Tried to read but all the facts could not be digested. He closed his eyes to relax him out but all he could see were numbers. He had a feeling those were his book pages so proceeded to read them. And true enough, the exact topics came out in the exam. Despite the spirit being helpful, my friend still found help from a Chinese medium to rid the boy. Only then my friend remembered that he actually stepped onto some soil build up back at the cemetery without excusing himself. He actually almost tripped over it. He had to go back and put offerings to the now apparently, unattended tomb. Finally, my friend and his friendly ghost parted and they lived happily ever after. FIN

.....Bukit Sebanging! Ep 2 BY -D-

Located somewhere along Jln Muara, mention this area to any old timer, and you'll likely to get these 2 replies: "oh, yang tampat bukit lintang pukang selapas *********** atu?" and/or "tampat yang banyak berhantu atu?". (i'm being very vague here for privacy reasons)

our current home is located right at the base of the hill (maaaaayyyyy-be. again, privacy), at the dead end of a simpang. on one side, is the aforementioned hill, glorified with various tall trees and shrubs, on the other another smaller hill. remarkably, the one common thing this home shares with the previous one is that, to your left if your facing the main entrance, beyond the fence, also beyond the dead end i mentioned earlier, is a vast, grassy field (a supposedly haunted one i might add). only difference being that there are more trees here, and beyond the field is a small pond, beyond that, a swamp.

back in 2000, everyday after 5.30, right before Legend of the Condor Heroes aired on TV3 at 6, i tend to jog back and forth from the dead end of the simpang to the entrance as my means of exercise, since being in form 4, there were no longer P.E classes to keep me fit (not that it prevented me from being a fat slob). this resulted in me having thighs of steel in less than six months. now? just some mushy muscles. no, not because i got lazy. so what happened?

some time around June/July of that year, on a Sunday evening, i decided to take a day off from jogging. it was way past 6.30 when my niece, chauffeured by her aunt, came back from a trip. the aunt, the older sis to my sister in law and looking awfully pale at the time, asked if she could stay for awhile. with my sister in law keeping her company, and me, at the dining room, eating and eavesdropping, she asked the question that would ultimately stopped me from ever jogging again.... till March of '08 ; "Knapa ni eh? pucat jua mua mu atu". as it turns out, awhile back, just as she entered our simpang, she saw a figure cloaked in white, and a face obscured with long hair, fly out of the sliding door off the balcony of one of the neighbor's house, and into the thick forest on top of the hill. my niece, being less than 3 years old and knowing nothing, found this amusing. her aunt, on the other hand, experienced 5 seconds worth of pure fright, and panic afterward. the very next day, words through the grapevine has it that when the incident happened, the owner of the house was out. once he came back, he noticed the balcony's slide door was wide open. fearing he just got robbed, he rushed upstairs to his room. as he climbs the stairs, he could sense a faint pungent smell coming from his room. as he opened the door, the smell of rotten corpse was greatly overpowering, and his room in a big mess. hence, he slept over at another neighbors home for 4 days till he got the place "cleaned" up.

as for me, aside from never jogging again for a long time, that day when i heard this, i asked my dad in the rarest of cases, very rudely: "What kind of crazy-a*s luck do you have when choosing a home? or are you doing this all on purpose?"

Cry me a river~... of BLOOD! Ep 1 BY -D-

and now, the final story on our Sg. Akar home, and it's magnum opus. over at our place, when a dog howls at the dead of night, it's never a good sign for us. nowadays at our current place, this seldom happens, and when it does, the whole house basically just freezes in silent (made apparent one night when my sisters, old and young, made a ruckus late at night, and suddenly shut up when a howl came).

mid 98', 3.00 AM. at the exact time, my mother was awaken by the neighbour's dog sudden howling. for the five years we had stayed there, it was pretty normal for them to roam around and bark to the point of annoyyance. but never had they howled as loud and as long as they did that night and the nights to come. mom simply just ignored all this, and went back to sleep.

3.15 AM, she was still awaked, no thanks to the non-stop howling, until at that exact time, it just stopped. and just as soon as it stopped, she heard the faint sound of crying, one that seemed to had came from a girl. at the time, my brother and the missus had just popped one out of the oven months earlier, so the first thing that came to my mother's mind was that her grand-daughter crying. didn't take her long enough to realise, after bearing eight children, that not only was it not the cry a baby would make , it came from the opposite direction of my brother's room. it was the cry, as my mom described, "a 7+ year old girl would make, kinda like how your (little) sisters would cry everytime you do something to them". as for my sisters, they were sound asleep right next to my mother.

the crying continued as she headed downstairs, and my brother, coming out of his room, flash light ready. the source of the sound came from the direction of the back door, towards the large field next to our house. y'know, the one i keep mentioning in my stories lately? an open field consisting of medium length grass, and trees sporadically spread out (at the time)? anyways, the two went out of the back door, and from there, the crying was a lot more clearer. my brother flashed the light down towards the field (just beyond the fence is a steep downward slope to the field), hoping maybe it was one of the neighbour's daughters stranded outside, but the rows of trees in front of him blocked his view. he tried calling out to "her", to my mother's dismay. no replies, except the continued crying. he tried a couple more times; still nothing but the crying. he attempted to go out the back gate, down the slope, and into the field, but my mother stopped him, upon her better judgement. then, an eerie, shaky voice startled them from behind....

"Iiiiibuuu...uu...."

it was the maids, who were awaken by the crying, pale and terrified. their room was nearby, an extension to the house made accessible only by going outside of the main house first. my mom then told everyone to ignore the cries and to just go back to sleep (the maids, of course, asked if they could sleep in the living room). if anyone was out there,it would be best to ask the neighbours the following day.

the following day: after inquiring about the incident with the neighbours, they found no one could have been there at the time. from that day onwards, for the next year or so, the incident repeated itself, at the same time, at the same place, 2-3 times a week. at 3 AM, the dogs would howl non-stop for 15 minutes, and as soon as they did, at 3.15AM, the cries of a little girl coming from an empty field could be heard. this occurred mostly on a Wednesday morning. over the year, many others would hear the crying girl: my father, my other sisters, my grandma, a cousin and an uncle, the new maid, and family friends who slept over. of those in the house, only me and my 1st and 2nd eldest sister were left out (my sisters' room being far from the source, and me sleeping early and like a log, avoiding ever getting to hear it).

as the whole year went on, it became less frequent. from 2-3 times a week, it became once every 1.5 weeks or so. then, it stopped. 6 months later, on January 2000, a week before Kristal-Astro premiered, we moved out of the house to ......... (wait for it)

A House with Red Roof BY Michiyo

This one was told by a family's friend.

There was a rich Chinese woman who lived in Bunut area back in 1960's. Everywhere she went, she always wear gold jewellery. I was told that people always borrow money from her. A very large amount of money I assume as she later was killed by eleven foreign men in order to close the deal without paying. That was the first murder case in Brunei. The murderers then disposed her body in belukar area. No one knows about her death although children who always walked by the belukar to go to ugama school did smell something rotten. Eventually a couple of men found the dead body when checking out the belukar area thinking they're gonna find the corpse of their missing cow.

It was such a horrible death. The lady was raped by those eleven men. Her private part was stuffed with rocks and bottle. I was told that people can hear a woman crying at night where the Chinese woman's body was found which now stood a house with red roof. The house used to have occupants, but eventually they leave after hearing the cry. Until now, the house still remains vacant.

Note from author: I never really encounter any paranormal experience or whatsoever. Am I a believer? Maybe. But hearing other people's experience of their paranormal encounter is more like an entertainment to me. Oh, I love ghost stories! By the way, check out http://extremeghosthunters.com/ . They have good stuffs there. Especially Ghost Hunters TAPS and Ghost Hunters International.

Michiyo

Brunei Hall Ghost Stories Ep Finale BY Rozie

The last one I could remember was a story about this guy who came to
study, just before he left home, a spirit decided to attach to him and
follow where ever he goes. When he landed in London and stayed in BH
the spirit went with him. The guy was always unwell and sick and
people reported of seeing a woman walk in his room or thought seeing
him with a woman next to him, and when asked who the woman was he
didn't know who they were refering to. There was someone in the hall
who got the third eye and told him about the woman that was always
with him. They say the guy went back to berubat and never came back.

I have very mild experiences it seems.... will write more spook
stories of the time when I was living in Singapore.

Brunei Hall Ghost Stories Ep5 BY Rozie

Also heard about possession stories, group of girls in a room were
hanging out when on of them started acting funny. When they realized
she was possessed they ran out to get the warden. He came back with
several others and it took a while to subdue the girl as she was
fighting them when they tried to hold her down but they couldn't get
it out of her. Apparently this girl selalu kena such things because
one day her father was sitting in the lobby when he found out that it
happened to his daughter and flew straight over. Apparently as I
stepped out of the lift the father recognized me as he was a neighbor
one time.

Brunei Hall Ghost Stories Ep4 BY Rozie

A cousin of mine was staying in the transit room, at that time it was
on the topmost floor and all you could see were the rooftops of other
building, one night he came back to his room and the curtains were
still opened, and as he passed by the window he saw a figure cross
legged floating outside looking in. There were other versions of
figures floating outside windows, pontibabies and such like. And there
were stories of toyol like creatures roaming around the corridors when
a spat of stuff gone missing from various rooms and suspected that one
of the hall residence must have brought one over.

Brunei Hall Ghost Stories Ep3 BY Rozie

It was subuh and this guy went to the surau which was in the basement,
before prayer started he felt he needed to go and headed to the
toilets nearby, it was said that when he sat on the toilet in the
middle of doing his business in front of him was a wall of hair coming
down , he looked up and saw a woman in white looking down at him
smiling. He ran out screaming and people found him sprawled in front
of the toilet entrance with his pants still around his legs.

Brunei Hall Ghost Stories Ep2 BY Rozie

My room at that time was on the second floor at the end of the hall.
So you can imagine... my own experience was a bit strange because I
wasn't sure if it was a dream or not. My roommate was out and I slept
on the lower bunk, it's a small room where it only takes three steps
to walk from the door to the bunk beds. I slept with my head pointing
towards the window and was facing the main door. I wasn't sure if my
roommate was coming back that night so I didn't chain the door like
I'd normally would and went to bed. I'm a light sleeper and thought I
heard the door opening and opened my eyes a crack and saw the light
from the hallway out lighting the door as if it was left ajar. Figured
roommate must have just come back and closed my eyes to go back to
sleep. After a while I opened my eyes again and this time saw the door
closed and a figure standing against the wall adjacent to the door
opposite the door to the bathroom. It was dressed in white and looked
like it was facing away from me because all I could see was hair in
the dim light that was coming in through the window from the street
lights outside. I thought must be one of the girls in the hall playing
tricks so I closed my eyes again, pretending to be sleeping so I can
catch them in the act.

When I opened my eyes to see I saw the figure standing in the middle
of the room now. hair covering the face and was just below shoulder
length. Quickly closed my eyes again so whoever it was still thought I
was aslepp. Opened my eyes and this time the figure was right next to
me, and I still couldn't see her face. And it finally clicked, maybe
this isn't a real person after all and was starting to feel slightly
freaked out plus the stories I heard before came rushing in and that
didn't help. Kept my eyes closed and I could feel the brush of her
hair on my face and I peaked to see and the figure was bending over me
and shut my eyes real tight.

I then felt a pressure on my temple and in my mind I was thinking,
what the hell, it's kissing me! And then the pressure got stronger
like as if it was sucking. Thinking it could be someone playing a
prank maybe I could scare the crap out of them by all of the sudden
screaming and jumping out of bed. Only to find out I couldn't move a
muscle. I tried to baca baca and even the words wouldn't form in my
mind let alone speak. Panic setting, in I faught the sensation and I
managed to make a sound and the figure jerked and stood straight up.
In a blink of an eye it was gone. I wasn't sure if I was dreaming, or
it happened. Needless to say, I didn't sleep in my room for the next
three nights and everybody kept asking for the story. Right after that
I kept looking for such supernatural happenings to justify what I
experienced.

Brunei Hall Ghost Stories Ep1 BY Rozie

These stories are about ten years old now, just bits and pieces of
what I've heard and my own stories while unfortunately living there, I
can't remember if any of the facts are true anymore but makes a fun
story to read, why else would you guys be visiting this blog right?

One of the stories I heard while first moved to BH in London was that
the building used to be a psychiatric wing of a hospital, because of
it's former life that's how the Brunei government managed to buy the
building for cheap and converted it to a hall for students. That's a
bit of background for you. So they say, in one of the rooms on the
second floor, room at the end, which end I don't know, was occupied by
a girl, she was about to either go in or out of her room when the
bathroom door ajacent to the door of the room swung open and the girl
got dragged in, nobody knew by what and the girl had never said, only
thing was they say her personality changed and she was spooked out
majorly.

.....Bukit Sebanging! BY -D-

Located somewhere along Jln Muara, mention this area to any old timer, and you'll likely to get these 2 replies: "oh, yang tampat bukit lintang pukang selapas ********** atu?" and/or "tampat yang banyak berhantu atu?". (i'm being very vague here for privacy reasons)

our current home is located right at the base of the hill (maaaaayyyyy-be. again, privacy), at the dead end of a simpang. on one side, is the aformentioned hill, glorified with various tall trees and shrubs, on the other another smaller hill. remarkably, the one common thing this home shares with the previous one is that, to your left if your facing the main entrance, beyond the fence, also beyond the dead end i mentioned earlier, is a vast, grassy field (a supposedly haunted one i might add). only difference being that there are more trees here, and beyond the field is a small pond, beyond that, a swamp.

back in 2000, everyday after 5.30, right before Legend of the Condor Heroes aired on TV3 at 6, i tend to jog back and forth from the dead end of the simpang to the entrance as my means of exercise, since being in form 4, there were no longer P.E classes to keep me fit (not that it prevented me from being a fat slob). this resulted in me having thighs of steel in less than six months. now? just some mushy muscles. no, not because i got lazy. so what happened?

some time around June/July of that year, on a sunday evening, i decided to take a day off from jogging. it was way past 6.30 when my niece, chauffeured by her aunt, came back from a trip. the aunt, the older sis to my sister in law and looking awfully pale at the time, asked if she could stay for awhile. with my sister in law keeping her company, and me, at the dining room, eating and eavesdropping, she asked the question that would ultimately stopped me from ever jogging again.... till March of '08 ; "Knapa ni eh? pucat jua mua mu atu". as it turns out, awhile back, just as she entered our simpang, she saw a figure cloaked in white, and a face obscured with long hair, fly out of the sliding door off the balcony of one of the neighbour's house, and into the thick forest on top of the hill. my niece, being less than 3 years old and knowing nothing, found this amusing. her aunt, on the other hand, experienced 5 seconds worth of pure fright, and panic afterwards. the very next day, words through the grapevine has it that when the incident happened, the owner of the house was out. once he came back, he noticed the balcony's slide door was wide open. fearing he just got robbed, he rushed upstairs to his room. as he climbs the stairs, he could sense a faint pungent smell coming from his room. as he opened the door, the smell of rotten corpse was greatly overpowering, and his room in a big mess. hence, he slept over at another neighbours home for 4 days till he got the place "cleaned" up.

as for me, aside from never jogging again for a long time, that day when i heard this, i asked my dad in the rarest of cases, very rudely: "What kind of crazy-a*s luck do you have when choosing a home? or are you doing this all on purpose?"

London Bus BY Michiyo

This happened to a friend of my sister who are studying in London.

They were four of them. My sister and her three friends. So there was this one night, they were going back to Brunei Hall after watching a movie. They hopped onto this bus and went straight up to the first floor of the bus (its a double decker). They sat on these front seats that were facing a TV screen showing the CCTV videos installed in the bus. Its the kind of TV that shows video of the lower front part of the bus, then changes to lower back part of the bus, then to upper part etc. So one of my sister's friend was watching the TV screen when suddenly the video changes to upper back part of the bus, which is the seats behind them. Well she saw a woman (who apparently looks like an Asian) and a little boy (about 9 or 10). The woman was sitting on one of the seats at the back but the boy was sitting on the aisle next to the woman. Like seriously on the aisle and he was leaning his head against the woman's lap whom we assume was his mother. So when she saw this, she was pissed. She was like why the mother let her boy sitting on the aisle and didn't the bus driver notice this as he should do something about it. It's dangerous letting a kid sitting on the aisle.

So she looked behind her back to give them a stare (you know the kind of stare to show people that we are not comfortable of what they are doing). But there was nobody there except the four of them. When she looked back up at the screen, she can still see these mother and son. So she thought that it might be the video taken from CCTV downstairs. Then the video changes to other angles of the bus. When the video came back to the seats behind them (or the seats that she thought was from downstairs), she can still see the mother and son.

She was quite confused about which part of the bus was the video taken because she kinda still think that it was from the seats behind them. So she asked her friends where do they think the video was taken from and they said it was from the seats behind them. By the time she looked back at the screen, the mother and son was gone. After they hopped off the bus then she told her friends about what she saw. But my sister went like, I was looking at the TV screen the whole time but I didn't see anyone behind our seats.

Can it be that the CCTV videos shown was from the day before? No, because they can see themselves when the TV screen was showing their seats. Can it be the women and son had left the bus by the time they were looking at the CCTV screen, they were not there? No, because if they left, my sister and her friends would have noticed. The mother and son need to pass them to get down the bus. So who are these mother and son? A glimpse of the other world maybe. Showing them leading their lives as normal as we are living ours. Or maybe it was just an imagination made up by my sister's friend.

Close Encounter of a Johnny Kind BY -D-

to start, let's give the guy involved with this story a name..... say, "J". can't remember for the life or me on exactly when this took place, but it was during the whole "Hantu Purdah" fiasco, so, '96-ish? '97?

at around the time, we opened up a simple, small resturant, just a few kilometres from the border. now enter J, the cook. an Iban by blood, J was, what many in the mid-90's would see, an Adonis. tall with a chiseled chin, and cheekbones, a long, silky stoner style hair, muscles that would knock any ladies off their feet, made more prominent with his sets of tight white t-shirts and jeans..... believe me people, i'm trying as hard as i can to sound very heterosexual here. anyway, since we couldn't exactly pay him enough for him to rent an apartment or anything, he slept over at our place.

one day, months after he moved in with us, one of our maids made the clumsy mistake of mistaking J's possessions that he stuffed in a trash bag (not a lot of space to put his stuff since he was sleeping in my room as well), including his passport, as trash and threw it out on the garbage bin outside the gate. that night, after returning from work, and a few heated remarks towards the maid, he went to dig in the bin to get back his belongings, most of which were now soaked in the usual foul smelling liquid you usually get in a garbage bin. having gotten most of his stuffs back except for his passport, he decided to dig in deeper and sink his head in. not long after he did, he felt a quick and sudden pain from his right bicep and quickly jerked his head out of the bin. he looked around: nothing. he looked at his arm: a bluish-black spot, with 2 small parallel cuts, still bleeding. also, in the air was a faint, familiar scent: frangipani. not being a believer of such a thing, he shrugged it off as having stung by a bee, and the smell being his imagination. my mom thought otherwise as the 2 parallel cuts on his arm resembles a cut made by finger nails from being pinched really hard.

a few day after the incident, being a given the day-off the day after, J decided to stay up late and, like me, wait for some boobs to show up on star movies. he was sitting on one of the chairs with a window close to his right, leading directly to the garage. beyond that, after the fence, is the infamous field i mentioned so many times. hours later, at around 3 AM, he was ripe and ready to doze off. too ripe, in fact, he was too lazy make his way to the bedroom, and decided to sleep on the chair instead. awhile after closing his eyes, he caught a good, strong whiff of frangipani up his nose, and the moment he realises this, he felt a quick and sudden pain on his right bicep, which was facing the window, at exactly the same spot as the first incident. it was the exact same cut as last time, only deeper now, and the bluish-black spot now very swollen.

my mom commented later that day how "it" must've thought how cute J was.

Ponty Baby rockin' on the 'pohon mangga' BY SR AJ

Hahaha ketawa ku dulu ah coz aku nie jenis pemajal & serba serbinya ingin tau, u know english sayin 'curiousity killed the cat'. my friend suggested me to look up on 'pohon mangga' during night time or hari kuning. so berapa hari ku menunggu kan hari kuning masa maghrib ani nda jua ada2nya.last2 on friday night aku pun buang tabiat lah, it was around 12ish am.... aku keluar lah, bawa torch light... sounds so crazy but I brave myself coz I was a bit scpetical jua bila mendangar cerita dari kwn2 di opis ani... mcm nda ku pecaya bh ada ponty baby suka duduk2 or something like diri2 kah di pohon mangga jdi on d friday night, it was on 3th. July 2009, hehe just recently lah.... memang aku jenis yg mcm ghost hunter p kdg2 penakut jua.....

So aku tapuk2 lah keluar rumah, gpun my fren ckp hantu or such thing could not harm u, unless ia merasuk u.... so I bring something actually, mcm azimat jua lah... so aku ke belakang rumah sorg2 and suluh2 every pohon mangga yg ada di belakang rumah kami.... actually ada 2 pohon sj... nda jua berapa tinggi... jdi aku dah dari jauh main suluh2, mula2 jauh2 dri jamuran .... x mcm nda puas ati n blum da sighting jdi aku beranikn diri masuk bawah pohon mangga.... alahai cantik view nya actuallynya kalau malam panya pohon mangga ani.... so I suggest kepada yang pemberani, go sorg2 n menyorok bawah pohon mangga.... hahaha

When masuk menyorok dh bawah pohon mangga tu, my bulu roma actually naik and darah tarus2 meruap ke mua.... n its d sign actually barang atu ada sama ada d belakang u or dekat dgn u.... jdi I kept myself brave n say some doa lah.... doa pelindung n kata2i yg aku kan meliat saja n nda bemaksud jahat.... so after a while, I suluh2 keatas and dalam suluh2 tu actually I saw something... hehehehe nice meh and she [long hair].... maybe jua lah she ah..... coz aku nda tanya.... nda nampak mua tpi she look like she was standing p di mana ya bepijak nda nampak coz u can't see exactly di figure but only nampak samar... P yang seram was actually her figure wasn't actually petite.... I tot ponty baby ni ramping but she wasn't not actually..... when I look up and suluh2 ia, memanglah aku kajar2 n mcm rasa kn pengsan jua... p I kept on saying to myself to act normal and to regard d ponty baby just like another creature who deserve to be respected.... And before she gone, I've actually heard her laugh... it was very scary and beyond one's imagination... bunyi nda plang hampir ketawanya tu, mcm bunyi jauh tpi ia di atas u... ganjil lah bunyi nya ... hilaian nya tu membari kambang bulu n dalam nda ku sadar aku panya tekucil dalam seluar ketakutan.... takut ia merungkup aku n masa ku tedangar bunyinya tu actually nya aku betukup mua n begulung badan ampai2 di tanah mcm kedudukan fetus dalam janin... gosh d sound was so terrible eh.... if nanti ku tedangar bunyi tu, I know exactly what it is.... hopefully nda kejumpahan lg lah coz cukup sj untuk ari atu..... Sampai ku lupa bah mengatik hp ku, kunun kan mengambar penemuan ku ah.... mun dh takut abis mcm ku lupa.... membaca ayat2 suci pun ku telupa...

Ok geng yg suka kan cari brg2 ghaib tu, cuba sj petua ku ani.... p jangan mengharap sangat kmu menjumpainya coz bila kamu telampau expecting ia nda kan ada... udah ku cuba... behasil bila tani nda mengharap banar.... udah jumpa jangan lari, coz ia mcm kuyuk jua.... bila kmu lari she intend to chase u too.... ok gud luck! this is true story!

aku pun suka antu. BY MacLovin

Aku ani kan masa damit jenis nya penakut berabis, tapi nya suka jua ku menakutkan diri ku mliat crita antu apa atu. ingat ku time dulu2, arah rumah mulah niniku d batu bersurat aku slalu main tu dengan cousin2 ku arah this "forbidden place". biasalah time cuti skulah kana antar tu kami ksana hangout. rumah niniku ani dua tingkat, yg jenis tingkat atas built with kayu and then bawahnya extension pakai batu bata. sebenarnya drumah niniku ani quite karas jua lah tempatnya, macam2 crita wah ddangar dari uncle2 ku and aunty2 ku yang pernah tinggal sana. yatah rumah ani yang tingkat atas ani mcm patang lah jenis nya and at this part of the house creepy lah(ujung2 part of the house where the old kitchen is placed). i remembered that my late uncle pun nda suruh ksana banarnya. tapi kan, being kids kami ani degil lah suka tah tu kami main dare2 ksana pastu blarian tah tu takut tapi excited. if you guys wanna know, d batu bersurat ani tah aku banyak dangar crita2 antu. macam siuk jua lah mendangar, tapi brijap sampai aku nda mau tidur rah rumah niniku, kan slalunya ada sleepover sessions with the cousins at the gradnparents house kan? tapi aku slalunya nda mau join pasal aku penakut.

to make the story short, sebenarnya crita d atas nada kana mengana dengan crita yang kan ku critakan ani. aku atu kan bagitau saja yang dulu aku ani penakut mati. inda ku tau sejak umur ku brapa kah aku start berani sikit. masa ani inda plang ku penakut lagi, jalan2 jua ku sampai menyubuh balik krumah drive sorang2. tapi jangan plang jua d push crita antu, pandai jua ku ada rasa takut eh.

ok lah, cani critanya. banarnya nda plang brapa brijap ah crita ku ani. brijap lagi time aku time aku experience the presence of that being on the spot. tapi kan macam cali jua lah sikit crita ku ani. it happened not long ago, masa 2007. aku ingat tu masa atu aku b.s.p(bekerja sebagai penganggur). masatu before masuk itb lah ah, lapas abis alevel lah tu. yatah time nya aku jadi nocturnal tu, sleeping pattern ku brubah abis. time malam2 tah ku bjaga tu, pastu siang aku tidur. can you belileve that i usually sleep sudah sun rise then bangun around 3-4pm. yatah kan ada this one day, aku hangout d rumah cousin ku d sebalah rumah ku. aku berjiran dengan cousin ku bah. yatah kami main game ni arah this open space. rumahnya ani spacey wah n time atu patang lah. my uncle tutup lampu rah semua bilik kecuali tempat kami main game atu.

so aku dengan cousin ku ani(kami dua ganya lah) main game winning eleven. kan bunyi game atu bising bunyi dari stadium atu kan. so kami main lah main... pastu tiba2 aku dgr bunyi lah. mula2 aku confuse kan bunyi apa, bunyi ani mcm bunyi bersiul jua sdikit. nda plang exactly mcm urang bersiul, ntah ah payah kan explain pasal bunyi nya soft bah. tapi bunyi atu damit lah, mcm ku dgr d telinga ku ganya. ku pikir aku ganya mendangar rupanya cousin ku ani mendangar jua pasal kan tiba2 d pause nya game atu. terkezut jua my heart tu. so there was awkward silence, the only sound heard was coming from kipas and bunyi "bersiul" yang kami dangar atu. cousin ku ani lagi talur, time ia pause the game atu he said "apakan tu?" tapi aku inda jawap soalan crazy nya atu.

my cousin and i faced each other and we have this "did-you-hear-that-and-yes-i-heard-that-too" look written on our faces and tiba2 bunyi atu began to get louder and makin "clear". rupanya apa yang kami dangar atu bunyi urang menangis. jangan kamu imagine tangiasan kanak2, the sound is more like urang tua2 menangis. you know, nangis tua lah tu ah. so i shot this "shut-the-fuck-up-and-just-ignore-it" look at my cousin and said "eh main game saja". so main tah kami diam lagi tu.

skalinya teringat tia ku masa aku skulah ugama, cigu ku bcrita antu kan katanya "kalau kamu dgr bunyi atu damit, ertinya ia ampir. if kamu dgr bunyi atu basar, ertinya ia jauh". then i was like, wtf so yang kami dgr damit tadi atu ia ampir tah tu? skali kan bunyi nya makin basar, pebaik aku tau ia jauh at that time i was really really scared. i was scared of two things; 1) to actually see the 'thing' from where the sound came from and 2)aku takut cousin ku lari and tinggalkan aku.

i was lucky those two things didn't happen lah. tapi that bunyi kami dgr nda mau lari lah. it continued to "kacau" us sepanjang kami main game ah. the thing is, ia macam main2 kan kami wah. pasal mula2 aku dgr bunyi nya ani macam d blakang ku, yatah aku balik2 pusing blakang. pastu inda batah atu bunyi nya mcm d sbelah kiri kami. at that time, it was so scary. haha. tapi masani ku pikir kan macam cali plang. yatah dalam keadaan ku takut sambil main game atu, aku baca2 ayat kursi. baik jua ku hafal, andang ku hafalkan lah in case of perkara2 cemani. for like 10-15 minutes aku baca2 baru tah bunyi urang menangis atu ilang. tempat kami main game ani kan sebalah nya the main staircase. yatah inda batah lapas bunyi atu ilang aku ani mcm nampak ada urang turun dari tangga atu. pelahan lagi tu, tapi aku liat dari the corner of my eye. inda ku mau liat full blast karang lain kejadiannya haha. yatah ku liat mcm bini2 rambut nya mengerabang and tangannya migang2 kpala kan usai rambut. skali rupanya cousin ku punya amah, baru turun kan buat housekeeping work. i breathed out a sigh of relief!

pastu baru tah datang berani ku balik. amah cousin ku ani terikah2 baju d blakang kami. yatah baru tah ku ckp dgn cousin ku atu pasal tadi ah. pastu kami slurukan lagi tu bunyi nya ah sambil ktawa2. temeng jua tu kami ah, padahal tadi terdiam ktakutan haha. esuk nya aku critakan rah kakaku, and rupanya dorang pun pernah dangar.

skali kan masani ku pikir2kan, bunyi nya atu kamu tau macam apa? ada ku pernah liat rah crita antu, antu bungkus menangis. its exactly like that! baik jua mata ku ani inda halus..fuuuhh. and you know the interesting part? kan dulu bilik ku ani dbawah and aku ganya the member of the family yang tidur d bawah. baru ku t click dulu aku slalu t dgr bunyi atu d luar bilikku before crita ku d atas tadi. timing nya lagi sama tu. aku slalu dgr bunyi atu tdlm pukul 4am. tapi dulu ku ignore, pasal ku pikir bunyi burung and i didnt pay attention to it.

ani aku sudah pindah bilik d atas and so far nothing "interesting" happened. ada plang lagi critaku lain especially yang pasal d batu bersurat, nanti tah ku crita. that's all for now. bye.

Rest In Peace MJ.

creepy village BY Popo's

Pernah or inda kamu tejumpa hantu menyerupai muka kamu? I did! This thing happened to me and my family last year! On that day mamaku kan ke rumah niniku di kampung, so aku pun joinlah. Oleh kerana mamaku malas kn drive kereta, my mum suruh my 2nd bro hantar kami ke sana lagi pun di kpg niniku tu sekelilingnya hutan, bagi takutlah usulnya.
as usual my mum selalu lepak arah my grandma house sampai maghrib. Tapi yang hairannya hari atu abgku ambil kami pukul 8 tah pulang. Time kami turun tangga kan balik, aku tarus2 lari ke kereta and diri arah pintu kereta belakang and that time I could hear mcm ada something arah hutan but I just ignore it and tarus masuk kereta.
Masa on the way kan balik ke rumah( still in the creepy village) my bro gitau yang ia nampak macam ada something arah rear-view mirror kereta kami. Setiap kali brek, mesti macam ada mua yang menyubuk. Sekalinya my mum ckp payung kali tu. Tapi my bro masih majal and suruh aku liyat ke belakang ada payung or inda. Aku pun toleh ke belakang and ckp nada payung di sana. malas kn melayan ia, aku chatting lah kai hpku. Fyi that night aku pakai baju warna merah and my hair aku ikat! (just keep remember this, okey!)
Masa ku sibuk2 chatting, my bro malar toleh ke belakang and muanya mcm takut! Ia pusing the rear-view mirror arah my mum and suruh my mum toleh ke belakang. Both of them mcm takut and my mum tarus on the radio arah channel surah2 yg 24hr ah.
Masa kami sampai ke liang, my mum suruh aku pindah tempat duduk and she’s stared to me lama2 and tarus lancar bacaaan yassin nya. I asked her, apakan ma? Hairan jua ku tu. My mum cuma diam ja.
Sampai di rumah my mum and my bro gitau masa ku main hp tu kn ada cahaya dari hp ar yatah both of them teliat arah rear-view mirror tu my face ada dua. Tapi yang hairannya, masatu aku kai baju merah and my hair beikat and the other one mukanya pucat, bajunya putih and rambutnya menggerabang( did I spell it correctly? Haha) hairan jua tu. Inda patut shadow, lain jua reflection nya. Huhu.
Malam atu, me and my bro decided tidur sebilik with my mum sal takut. And guess what.. Malam ato kami nda nyaman tidur sal mcm ada urg becakap rah cermin bilik my mum..
esok paginya my mum gitau hal ani arah my nini.. And my grandma gitau yang perkara atu andang selalu terjadi di sana. pasal one of the bridge arah kampung tu andang berpuaka. Mcm2 benda urang teliat di sana.
Msani kami masih pulang ke rumah niniku. Tapi nda lagi balik akhir. Pasal takut kana kacau. Hehe.
Well that’s my story.. Believe it or not.. terserah huh.. (: and sorry for my language. Hancur… haha.. Nda ku pandai becerita..

BY SR AJ

ceta ni blum lama lh... tpi its not ghost I am talking about coz nya org tua2 diz kind of paranormal activities happen if d place was abandoned on certain period of time.... org tua2 tani kol diz as sribaya or apakan ah... entah lah i dunno d exact term actually...

to cut long story short, i just encountered this incident a few weeks ago lah... it happened very much in the morning, around 5:50+ish am.... so as usual aku ni jenis yg selalu awal dtg pejabat ler.... hehe yg banarnya nie... n my ofis ani located exactly near to the 0 KM tower clock.... so as usual, mcm biasa masuk pejabat aku bg salam dulu lh... coz pjbt masih gelap lgpun setiap x datang ofis memang mcm ada sentiasa nampak2an.... mcm bayang2, maybe ia gelap tu x lah... so aku switch on d light mcm biasa cautiously, smbil baca2 surah yang pendek2 ... to tell u d true, aku nie jenis yg nda alim jua tpi bila pernah berdepan dgn pekara2 ganjil ni memang aku nda berani kan sukati rujuh2 sj.... then, lapas daftar nama pd kedatangan, aku menuju my room lah... buka pintu aku bg salam lg.... x buka lampu n switch on d aircon.... then tiba2 masa ku meliat ke jendela, aku terasa dibelakang ku ada mcm org diri2... coz aku nampak reflection nya dri jendela ku..... maybe yg diri2 atu diluar bilik ku, jdi ku tolehlah pelahan2... hmm.... heran... NADA! ah untuk pengetahuan my room ani, bdindingkan cermin so apa2 yg dluar bilik ku aku nampak lah...

Jdi sudah ku rasa nada apa2 aku duduk then switch on pc... masa katik2 pc tu th ku tedangar lagur pintu... so i tot my bos dtg udah... jdi ku biarkan sj lah... lgpun ku dgr bunyi org mengaji mkin bsr laungan nya [FYI:- my bos sentiasa on network org mengaji 24/7... maye she knew tmpt tu berisi x] ... so aku fikir gerenti ni bos ku dtg dah.... jdi ku teruskn kaja ku, buka fail n then meneliti jadual... sekali tiba2 ku dangar ada perempuan ketawa mengilai..... AH BEDIRI BULU ku tarus bah bila ku tdgr suara atu coz suara atu dtg dari lorong di belakang arah dekat staircase, d dpur.... p suara tu so ganjil coz ia mengilai atu exactly bukn mcm ketawa manusia... jdi I brave myslf, keluar pintu sambil baca2 ayat menyubuk bilik bos... maybe ia ni x ketawa... atiku menyamankan diri sendiri.... p yg heran nya udah ku sampai ke belakang dkat staircase atu... ku liat bilik bos ku ani masih gelap...... ketawa tu masih ada.... hilai2 dkat tangga.... p atiku so kacut masa tu coz peliatan ku masa tu dlm bilik stor mcm ada org .... ntah nda ku tau mcm mana ku rasa masa tu ku kan pengsan ketungkalan coz aku nampak dlm bilik bos ku x ku menoleh ada org duduk2 tunduk,,,,, tpi bilik gelap.... ALLAH HU AKHBAR......

matanya nda melihat arah diri coz ia bukn lah bos ku... i knw exactly what it was... so aku pelahan2 ckp "agatah ko balik ke tempat mu, aku nda ngacau ko... ko jgn kacau aku jua".... berundur ku pelahan-lahan... sampai ku nda sdr lg yg aku dh lari k bawah menuju lobi bh... lari k keta....... menunggu sampai ari dh mcm siang bnr baru ku blik semula k pjbt...

then dah rasa ku ok, aku cetalah arh kwn2 d pjbt... kata dorg biasa dh tu if dangar2an ah... n f nmpk pun nya dorg baik jgn th ditagur.... tglkn sj ya mcm biasa n buat dunno.... p aku tu nda lg ku dpt buat dunno coz aku nmpk n experinced bh pekara atu sendiri.... n the next day till present day, nda ku dtg awal lagi... pling awal pun 7.25 pg.... atu pun kdg2 bos blum dtg jua.... n semua yg ku alami ani bnr nya baru lh if d ofis baru ani, coz dulu aku kaja tmpat lain jdi mungkin 'ia' kan welcome aku yg baru ani x...

tpi guys, aku ada msih bnyk ceta sbnr nya.... p atu nanti th ku ceta... ani kan tdo ku dulu, pukul 12:12 am dah..

Ghost Ride BY SR AJ

This incident happened a few years ago, I don't remember the exact date or year for sure, but I still remembered how it happened exactly. It happened on my way home, driving alone from the tutong-muara highway heading to jerudong. As I drove by the lagoon, after the Bukit Panggal bridge I noticed my car was a bit 'heavy' and my acceleration speed felt like motionless. The moment it felt strange, my sixth sense convinced me that I wasn't alone, cause I felt something was behind me, and all the sudden I felt so eerie and had a goosebumps. The thing I noticed more was actually, the stench coming from the back and the side mirrors of my car showed no evidence or existence reflection of images .... I couldn't see anything, no trees, no street lights and no visible traces of cars behind.....All I could see from the mirrors was a misty and clouds of smokes... It was so eerie... When I pressed the acceleration pedal harder, the car felt so heavy and it feel like it wasn't on the road anymore.... Then I switched on my radio and tuned to 'yassin' network.... just to ease my anxieties and maybe to scare off the uninvited 'being' to get off my car, but all my efforts seems failed... To my last resort, I decided to talk to the 'being' behind me and said "tolong ku jangan diapa-apakan, kalau kan menumpang boleh tapi jangan ku diapa-apakan....".... After a while, my car felt so normal and it accelerated steadily. The stench dissappeared and the mirrors turned back to normal, reflecting an images of road signs, street lights and I can see clearly the reflection of road I passed by. The experience of being with another unseen 'being' was so unbearable and too scary, all could you feel was anxieties, heart pounding experiences and the thought of being harmed by the 'being'. I am sure that 'being' wasn't nice, cause of the stench was so horrible. It ain't saint I believe and it felt like it was trying to annoyed me in return. But thank goodness, I was able to poise myself acted humanly and never gave in to the 'being's intention. That is to make me lost in my faith and I believe it was 'pontibaby'.

Sleep Paralysis

What is sleep paralysis?
Sleep paralysis is a feeling of being conscious but unable to move. It occurs when a person passes between stages of wakefulness and sleep. During these transitions, you may be unable to move or speak for a few seconds up to a few minutes. Some people may also feel pressure or a sense of choking. Sleep paralysis may accompany other sleep disorders such as narcolepsy. Narcolepsy is an overpowering need to sleep caused by a problem with the brain's ability to regulate sleep.

When does sleep paralysis usually occur?
Sleep paralysis usually occurs at one of two times. If it occurs while you are falling asleep, it's called hypnagogic or predormital sleep paralysis. If it happens as you are waking up, it's called hypnopompic or postdormital sleep paralysis.

What happens with hypnagogic sleep paralysis?
As you fall asleep, your body slowly relaxes. Usually you become less aware, so you do not notice the change. However, if you remain or become aware while falling asleep, you may notice that you cannot move or speak.

What happens with hypnopompic sleep paralysis?
During sleep, your body alternates between REM (rapid eye movement) and NREM (non-rapid eye movement) sleep. One cycle of REM and NREM sleep lasts about 90 minutes. NREM sleep occurs first and takes up to 75% of your overall sleep time. During NREM sleep, your body relaxes and restores itself. At the end of NREM, your sleep shifts to REM. Your eyes move quickly and dreams occur, but the rest of your body remains very relaxed. Your muscles are "turned off" during REM sleep. If you become aware before the REM cycle has finished, you may notice that you cannot move or speak.

Who develops sleep paralysis?
Up to as many as four out of every 10 people may have sleep paralysis. This common condition is often first noticed in the teen years. But men and women of any age can have it. Sleep paralysis may run in families. Other factors that may be linked to sleep paralysis include:
a lack of sleep
a sleep schedule that changes
mental conditions such as stress or bipolar disorder
sleeping on the back
other sleep problems such as narcolepsy or nighttime leg cramps
use of certain medications
substance abuse

How is sleep paralysis diagnosed?
If you find yourself unable to move or speak for a few seconds or minutes when falling asleep or waking up, then it is likely you have isolated recurrent sleep paralysis. Often there is no need to treat this condition. However, check with your doctor if you have any of these concerns:
you feel anxious about your symptoms
your symptoms leave you very tired during the day
your symptoms keep you up during the night

How is sleep paralysis treated?
Most people need no treatment for sleep paralysis. Treating any underlying conditions such as narcolepsy may help if you are anxious or unable to sleep well. These treatments may include the following:
improving sleep habits -- such as making sure you get 6 to 8 hours of sleep each night
using antidepressant medication to help regulate sleep cycles
treating any mental health problems that may contribute to sleep paralysis
treating any other sleep disorders, such as narcolepsy or leg cramps

What can I do about sleep paralysis?
There's no need to fear nighttime demons or alien abductors. If you have occasional sleep paralysis, you can take steps at home to control this disorder. Start by making sure you get enough sleep. Do what you can to relieve stress in your life -- especially just before bedtime. Try new sleeping positions if you sleep on your back. And be sure to see your doctor if sleep paralysis routinely prevents you from getting a good night's sleep

weird wah. BY VIVIANNA

heeeeey. hahahaha so yeah this is my first time composing email and story to antubrunei.blogspot.com. I know its weird but yeah, and my story will be palui pulang this. a bit weird lah. and not that creepy. maybe just 'pffffft'. hahaha. so yeah. I`mma start.

well, my friend named F, told us(gang gangnyaa xP) that she saw a figure, well as what she said, a lady yang hirit hirit mun kakinya sakit. apakah namanya tu, ada wah ia bagitau kami masatu.lol. and I ignored saja. because I never experience such thing. so, we, my friends and I wanted the proof sal we kinda dont believe her sort of thing. but I was too scared, TOO SCARED to go inside the toilet with her. HAHAHAH. so we decided to stay outside and let her, herself, go inside. kalinya after beberapa seconds, we heard she screaming and running out of the toilet. I was too, tekajut, aku pun scream lah! hahaha. then I saw her shaking :S and I knew there's something wrong with her. kali we asked her and guess what?she said the same thing again. a lady with kusut ulahnya. IDK what she mean but the figure's something like that lah. then I was shaking, ketakutan, F.Y.I aku jenis yang lamah lah. hahahahahahahahahahaha. then my friend, A, said, "eeeeeeeee, there's nothing such as ghost wah. believe in God wah." and she was right :) I did calmed down a bit. so this is first.

Second, I heard that our old toilet is haunted? well I knew it from ex-student of my school.she said that someone fainted and passed away in the old toilet. I was like, OMG! bebanar wah?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA. but weird y`kno, salnya nda jua patut pengsan tarus mati right? so forget about this.

Third is that, I went to school earlier than I thought pasal my sis is working now. arah PSN ah. and then, I arrived at school and of course, tarus ke class. then I found nobody came earlier than me. my class g spooky, macam dark lah dark. then I switch on the fan and light and went down to my nephew's classroom which is the Upper Kindergarten. I saw my nephew, my niece and their friends. kalinya aku duduk arah the teacher's table. I was at the teacher's table and remember this ah, ada pipe yang far away from us but still in the same room. it's like, 5 metres away from us? well that place used to be sink for the students to wash their hands after reccess. and yeah, my nephew and his friends were talking or so called becerita about hantu. :S it's still early in the morning btw, about......6:30++? kali lah. because I wasnt looking at the time. thennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, my nephew and his friends were talking about ghost verrrrrry loud, like very loud sampai urang atas pun kedangaran. teehee~ and then y`kno what! suddenly the pipe burst out wah! water's all over the place! at first I was like, "uhh, okay." but the aku terclick wah yang durang becerita pasal ghost pagi pagi cmani ani! then I ran away and left them behind :P. then when banyak urang sudah berkumpul, nada tia air kluar lagi.lol. that was weird!



p.s: uhhhhhhhhhhh......I KNOW THIS STORY IS QUITE LAME SO YEAH. SORRY. I WAS BORED AND SO I DECIDED TO SHARE THIS WITH MY FRIENDS OUT THERE. ;DD

" Ruh-roh,Raggy!!! " BY -D-

...or would "Rooby-Rooby-Roo" been better? well, whatever. when i mentioned on starting it off weak the last time i contributed, i guess i should have sent this...

1994. well over a year after we moved into our home in Sg. Akar. Dad had just expanded the parking area by putting concrete on top of our front lawn, and erect a spacious garage, the zinc roof reaching just outside the windows leading to my sisters' room and mine. just as my sister would often sneak in and out of the house via this roof, my sis's favourite cat at the time also tends to just sit there in front of her window whenever it wants in... which can be creepy at night when you just suddenly open the curtain and a pair of large, glowing eyes stare back at you, begging you to open the window.

one night, way past 3 AM, my sister, who's bed was next to the window, was woken up by a noise from the roof. thinking it was her cat, she stood up to peek out the window, 'til she realises it was already asleep at her lap. the noise, which sounded like light footsteps made by an animal, still went on, and thinking it was another cat, she peeked out anyway. her sight was still blurry from just having woken up, but the clear night sky made it all more.... clear (redundancy; the sleepier you are, the lazier you get with your vocab) what was on the roof was too big to be a cat. it was a dog.

despite knowing this, with her eyes still blurry, she didn't get a clear look at the dog's head, thinking it's head was bowing down, smelling the roof, it's tail towards her. but as her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she came to a terrifying realisation: it was headless. not long after she had a good view of the headless, dog-like figure, it jumped off the roof into the grass field. weeks later, she heard the same noise from the roof again. her cat, who was awake this time, kept hissing at window as this went on. the hissing stopped just as the noise itself stopped. and that was the last she heard of it.

can't help but say it's kinda reminiscent to an English lore; The Black Dog, a.k.a Barghest a.k.a Baskervilles Hounds.

Kena tindih? BY Mara

It has been quite a while I didnt go to this page but yea, I have just finished reading it, especially the new posts. Im thinking to share my experience/s with you, esp J. Man, I also had experienced that one, the one yg inda dapat bangun inda dapat buka mata but sometimes dapat, payah kan dilawan, inda dpt bgarak etc etc. Some says yg atu kena tindih; like this ah; kita tarus2 limpang di katil kita, without knowing yg this being ada limpang there. so kirakan this being terhimpit obviously, yatah at night, kalau this being jenisnya mcm membalas jua (macam manusia :p) yatah di balasnya tu. time tani tidur, ia ada menghimpit. the reason tu pasal ia mau tane rasa apa rasanya kena himpit ah. apa yg tane rasa, yatah yg ia rasa sebelum atu. I am still experiencing yg cemani ani, always and im used to it. mcm kalau ada this terjadi, just buat dont know saja but anyhow kena advice jgn terlalu terlampau used to it and idk why. in my room, ada this being, tapi i think dalam dinding, and at the certain nights, ia menyanyi, the rhythm saja, wallahualam.

I remember this one morning, the night before kena tindih and inda berani kan buka mata, pasal takut kan you know, terlyat this being. fyi i heard a man voice in my ears "hahaha" time kan melawan ah. paginya i was mcm "apa tu ah dimalam atu" and instantly i was feeling mcm sleepy bebanar, bila kan tutup mata atu, my left ear kena kacau, kena mcm pigang2, belai2, wallahualam. and bila kan bangun, hilang, check di bawah katil, nothing was there. i was alone in my room.

somehow i feel mcm they like me, they like being around me, and idk lah, i think myself ani not mcm gross and disgusting. yatah always kalau telyat ustaz around, i always feel like "takut" and lari dri durang. or is it me the one yg hantu ani. -.-

The Window BY -Lemon-

Ok, it's me again. aku berani buat ceta antu ane in a broad day light saja, if malam, pebaik th ada org request, NO WAYYYYYY=p Ok, here are 2 ghost stories:-

#1 A few years back, kami ada kerja begotong royong at my gramp's house for my aunt's wedding. kami bersihkn rumah dri pgi, pastu break for a few hrs n sambung malam. When it was almost 8, my dad suruh kmi balik, kecuali my 4 bros including my Bro A (remember? ia mudah peliatan). Ok, here's the best part as been told by my Bro A. Masa berusah2 atu kn membersihkn pat dining room, my cousin bini2 was looking for some stuff nda jauh tabuk. i remember tabuk nene masa tu kana buka ia punya tabir. My Bro A was from from upstairs n masa ia kn turun ke bawah, kira tabuk atu dpn tangga, nda jauh lah, my bro A ane nampak, ada this 'being', the lady in white, MENYUBUK dari tabuk nda jauh pat my cousin bini2 ane mencari barang and that being atu memerhatikn my cousin bini2 ane. sekali, my Bro A ane memerhatikan yg arah tabuk ane, takut2 ia kn buat something pat my cousin bini2 ane. sekali c dayang ane teliat my Bro A ane meliat ia, lari th dis 'being'. esoknya baru th my bro ane cerita pat kami.

#2 This happened when we started to move to our new house. well, my fren cakap rumah kmi atu nampak scary, maybe brgkali rumah kmi ampir sma hutan. tpi luckily ada jua neighbours dapan kmi. that particular day, i was doing some cleaning at the kitchen with my sis. while we were busy doing the cleaning, my lil bro ane masuk ke dapur, mengacau. i asked him to get out and he insisted jua kn ngacau kmi membersihkn dapur. so i scared him off by saying," Bowh, ada d belakang mu aa, yg baju putih aa". my sis n me ketawa la smbil menakutkn ia. so he gave up. time atu kn Maghrib dah. fast forward, masa malamnya, i had this dream. dalam mimpi atu, sama jua kejadiannya time kami bersihkan dapur atu, exactly the same scene n scaring off my bro scene atu pun ada jua, and guess what? dalam scene atu, inda jauh tempat kmi bersihkn atu, ada jendela. iatah d luar jendela atu, ada this lady in white, smiling at what i said at my bro atu. 100% sama scene time kami d dapur atu. i heard this ceramah, when we dream of this place dalam rumah kh apa yg tni familiar, skali this being ada di tempat atu dat means ia membgi tau yg ia memang ada sana. Moral of the story: jgn sekali menakutkan org.

Saturday Night BY -Lemon-

Salam everyone. it is my first time to share with u all about what my family, my relatives and me experienced pasal this 'being' ane. this story happened a few years ago. that night, i still remember it was saturday nite, my brothers and I stayed up late. i went to the toilet (nature call:p). all of the sudden, i heard birds chirpping as if it was morning time. after that, i checked my watch, it was 0115hrs and i said to myself it was weird, y'know, like birds chirping at early hour. i shrugged it off and went to bed. next morning, when we were having a breakfast, my big brother told us, that my brother A got fever. and we asked why. he said that my brother A heard birds chirping and curiousity was killing him dat time, he looked outside his window and he saw....a figure in white standing arh tempat jamuran, giving its back to him. he was shocked and went back to sleep. ketaguran nya org. this brother A of mine was mudah peliatan. there will be another story to be updated next time.

P/s: most people say if u hear birds chirping at wee hours, better watch out:p

-Lemon-

BY J.

my mum always remind us siblings not to stay awake past midnight because according to her, we would attract the ghosts. entah banar kah inda? unlike my previous post, this one happened to myself at our own home.

i was having my after o level exam holidays at that time. mum and i decided to exchange rooms temporarily because my mum had to work and my brothers had to go to school, and they always use my room untuk besiap apa.

my mum's room is average in size. the make-up table is nicely arranged at the corner of the room, and the queen-sized bed is located in front of it. macam, if tidur menyiring sebalah kanan, you can see the table. the table and the bed are only separated by just a small empty space.

it was past midnight. biasalah, time cuti-cuti, aher tidur. i think it was around 3 am. before i went to sleep, i switched on the radio and tuned channel urang mengaji. i slept at the center of the bed and filled the empty sides using pillows. i was lying facing the table. i was already feeling very sleepy when i heard the radio went off. skajap ilang suaranya, skajap kacau bunyinya. sekali, i just ignored it because i thought it was nothing. besides, mengantuk lagi. i think i did fall asleep for a few seconds.

and then, i heard a female voice whispering in my ears. i couldn't move my body. i wanted to scream, but my mouth was shut tight. masa tu, i was half awake, half asleep. it was getting hard to breathe. i wanted to move and free my body from the numbness but at the same time, i felt really sleepy and just wanted to sleep. i struggled hard to open my eyes, and when i did, there she was, sitting under the table(arah space tempat simpan kerusi), with long black hair and white clothes. my eye lids became heavy, and i shut my eyes, maseh rasa mengantuk and nda dapat begarak. and then i heard the voice lagi. i open my eyes slowly. i saw two hands arah the end of the bed, and at the center, there was a head and a pair of red eyes staring at me. the other half of the face inda nampak because kana cover by the bed. macam, she was like peeking on me or something. i got so scared, i wanted to get up and run but i couldn't. i nearly cried. and then baru tah ingat kan baca-baca surah. i tried my hardest to move my body and did it. the thing turned into black figure and disappeared. i was sweating, and had goosebumps. few seconds later, the radio on semula. loud and clear. it took me a while to calm myself. after subuh prayer baru tah dapat tidur.

i'm not really sure if it was just my imaginations or a dream but it felt so real. have any of you experience something like this before?

Daddy? BY Miika Y

Daddy?

Another story to be shared. Sorry for the previous story, I am not good in telling stories. Anyway, before I start, I wanted to tell you guys a little about my house. My mother told me that my grandfather "sent" a being to "guard" our house. In other word, penjaga. You know, during the oldies, people always have these beings to protect their crops, animals, etc. Since it is no longer being used, no one tend to remember about it at all. So, basically, our house and my cousins' house are being protected by these "guards".

There is one day, my sister, W, was doing her assignments in my parents' room. Well, my parents were still watching the TV. Then, my father went out. My sister suddenly felt thirsty, so, she decided to go to the kitchen. When she was about to approach the kitchen, she heard someone washing the dishes. Of course, my sister thought it was my father. She decided to wait on the staircase, which is right beside the toilet.

My father came out of the toilet. And yes. My sister was surprised. She asked my father how come he is there when she heard the noises from the kitchen. My father, unsurprisingly, was not surprised. So, my father told her about these penunggu. She was again, surprised. Anyway, I know this story is not scary enough. I am just sharing about these penunggu to you.

These penunggu don't really disturb us though. But I bet, they do get bored sometimes, since I used to hear them coughing when I was watching the TV, or knockings on the windows, or maybe just "accompany" us while we're watching the TV (we didn't see them, but my second sister, N, who has the third eye, always see them!)

Well. I bet. That's all for now. Bye.

Whoop-PISH!!! BY -D-

let's start with something a bit weaker for my (temporary?) comeback; you know how, after it rains, frogs start croaking like crazy, and some of these croaks don't sound like the others, to the point it sounds something that was made by a person... or so it seems?

yeah. again, this story has nothing to do with that. Focus, people.

first, let me tell you a bit about the 3rd house i lived in, prior to my current home. a couple of years after moving in, dad decided to renovate and make an extension of the house. this extension uses up the whole back lawn, resulting in: a larger kitchen, a proper store room and a maid's room, the last two accessible only by going outside. these extensions also resulted in a small alley, if you will, with no door or gate, later used as our outside laundry area. this alley is located just behind the walls of the guest toilet.

second, let me tell you about a demonstration from the people from Jerudong Prison in 97/98, around a month before the incident: the school has called the people from JP in to show us a demonstration of whipping someone in the arse, for the sole purpose of deterring us from becoming criminals. had a front row seat to it all, and the sound the whip makes etched into my ears VERY well.

now, onto the night of the incident, and in a case so rare in my stories, i'm involved in it: i remember it being on the night before Friday.... or Sunday. i was in the living room, watching Star Movies with the trusty Decoder late at night, eyes totally fixed to the tv screen, awaiting the moment a sex scene comes out (13, and hormones a ragin'),or in a lesser case, boobs.... tits..... hooters.... jugs.... love pillows... look, i have a ton of these, and i'm not afraid to use em' like an immature 13 year old, in alphabetical order. anyway, there i was, sittin' too close to the tv, fingers ready to change the channel in case someone comes up, when suddenly, i heard a noise.

at first, i thought the fan was acting up, but it came from another direction: the guest toilet. the sound was eerily familiar yet, rarely heard. my first thoughts of it was that it sounded quite similar to a wet cloth being slammed down on concrete as someone washes it. however, when the maids do the laundry (behind the wall of the guest toilet), they never made such a sound. then another thought crossed my mind: my brother and his wife's room was next to the toilet. they were probably doing something kinky, and thus, i ignored it and focused on the granter of my early teen desires: crappy 80's/90's B-Movies promising some skin.

a few minutes later, the sound was still there, still going at it's somewhat clockwork pace. something at the back of my mind told me "this is clearly not my brother and his missus going at it". then, anxiety kicks in. as i froze there, sitting on the floor, the noise kept going on non-stop. curiousity got the best of me, and after mustering up a bit of courage, i slowly headed to the toilet, and slowly opened the door: nothing. but the sound was definitely coming from behind the walls, from the laundry area. i stood there for awhile, staring at the wall, confirming it did not come from another direction, when i then realized it; the sound, that went "Whoop-PISH!Whoop-PISH!Whoop-PISH!..", was too sharp and too solid to have come from a cloth. it was the familiar sound of a whip being swung. only difference from the demonstration was the sound of the impact: unlike leather, the sound was more dampened. as if it was swung at flesh. from there, i did not wanna know how the sound of a whip hitting flesh was being made from outside, late at night, past 1 AM. hence i did the usual: went to my room and sleep, the sound echoed through my ears.

now, you're still probably thinking "HAW! maybe the maid really was doing some late night laundry!". did i mention that everyone, including the maids, except for me, my brother and his wife, and my little sisters, were over at my grandparent's place preparing for my uncle's wedding? no? now you know. and when i mentioned this to the maids months later, they confirmed hearing it from time to time. even the neighbours next door, who they spoke with sometimes, can hear a faint echo of it from their place.

Movie became real? BY Miika Y

Hello. I would like to share a story here.

FYI, I am not a sucker for horror movie but I do "read" the stories.

Never in my life I ever wanted to experience any of these experience. Until now, I am still afraid of the beings.

Anyway, this happened back in 2006, I was in Form 1 S/C (Now I am in form 5). It happened to my close friends and I. It was the last day of exam, and I brought my hand phone with me. So, we had an hour or more to "kill" so we decided to make a movie. My friend, A, suggested to make a ghost story. I unanimously agreed.

We started planning about the movie and acted on that day itself using my mobile phone camera at THE TOILET. I know, but the TOILET seems to be our hang out spot. The shooting went well and a lot of hilarious things happened. At night, I watched the video before showing them. At first, nothing much happened, but at about 5 minutes later, I realized something wrong in the movie. Yes, like what you think, a white figure in one of the toilet. I was shaking yet I tried to think positively, thinking that it was just the quality of my camera.

I showed it to my friends on the next day. Unsurprisingly, they were surprised. Yet, we did not bothered about it. We made another video. A comedy-horror movie. And yes, the same thing happened, a red "spot" on A's eyes, who acted as the vampire. I was thinking that it might be an effect from my phone. But, no, there's something else at the back of one of my friends, S. A white figure, with long hair. All of us decided to stop the "movie production". I did not delete the videos we made. Right after we stopped the production, the next day, A, was being disturbed by something. And the next day, the next "important actress" in the movie was disturbed too, and followed by the next and I was the last one being disturbed. Knockings on the windows, running white figure, foot steps.

And the next day, all of us experienced at the same time. Someone talking on the phone inside one of the toilet. At first, we thought it was the workers, or perhaps teachers. But NO! That "someone" talked in Malay, Chinese, Tagalog, Thai, you name it. We waited for that "someone" to come out (for your info, since the FY Exam finished, we could attend classes or not to attend them as teachers will be busy), but no one came out. So, S, decided to open the door. It was locked. We became curious. More over, it was the only "occupied" toilet. And then, one of the cleaner came in. S decided to ask the cleaner whether that toilet is broken or something. The cleaner told us that it's locked and can not be opened for the past few days (and fyi, we did not even realized that!). We were afraid and kept these stories by our self. I deleted the videos. And yes, sometimes, the beings do disturb us but we ignored it.

Thanks for reading my boring story. I don't think there is something you can learn from here other than... do not make such videos. Have a good day people!

Haunted Room BY J.

this is my first time submitting story to this site. hello everyone. my apologies if this story appears to be not that interesting or scary like most of the stories here.

let me just go straight to the story.

my cousin, B, is one of those with lamah semangat. i got this story from her. this story happened about 3 years ago. it was after my aunt's wedding ceremony. the ceremony itself was held on the last week of school holidays. B, and my other cousin A, were the only ones left for another sleepover at my grandparents' because at that time, they had already finished school and haven't got any jobs yet. the other cousins(including me) had gone to our respective homes since school reopened.

one night, when both of them were about to sleep, suddenly they felt something bouncing/jumping at the center of the king-sized bed. B thought A mengigau so ia biarkan saja. then things get a little too scary. she freaked out and hides inside her blanket. ia baca-baca surah lah dalam hatinya. and then the bouncing stopped. she could feel the center of the bed(which was empty at first) beisi. someone was lying there. and then she heard the sound of heavy breathing, macam bunyi urang kengalihan which lasted for god knows how long. after a while, the sound stopped. B then slowly opened her blanket and to her suprise, A was already beside her, looking at her, half inside her blanket. the room was only lightened up by a dim light so it was quite dark. B mouthed "did you feel that?" nodding. A looked at her and nodded slowly. B then went back inside her blanket. she then fell asleep. the next morning, riuh lah A sama B. they asked each other "was it you? mengigau kau semalam??" but both of them denied. A told B she was also scared. she felt someone was lying beside her but the body was strangely hard. but she kept in mind that that was A and didn't want to think of anything else. she, too, eventually fell asleep.

they told the story to my aunts. they said, andangnya tu. bilik atu andang beisi. scary at first, because we always sleep at that room during our sleepovers. after years baru tah tau bilik tu haunted.

years gone by and the story was slowly forgotten.

early this year, my three cousins(A, B and U) and i held a small gathering. we shared some ghost stories and then cerita atu suddenly durang terecall semula. B was laughing it off because according to her, it was scary and stupid at the same time especially the part time B and A liat each other and angguk-angguk and stuff. A looked at her, suprised.

"what? when?? B, bukan aku tu eh. i swear aku sepanjang malam tu dalam selimut saja pasal aku takut wah! gila, inda ku berani kan buka selimut. biar ku bepanas sampai tetidur ah."

there was a long silence.

if that wasn't A, then who could it be?

Hantu Bungkus BY Michiyo

I heard this from a friend of mine. I hope he won't mind me posting this up.

Apparently this happens at the hostel of Maahad Islam Brunei in Tutong. The kids who stayed there always play this prank on the other hostelians while they were sleeping. It is where one guy is wrapped with white cloths (to imitate Hantu Bungkus) while the other guys will then lead him to the room they want to carry out the pranks. A reminder for you that the guy who is playing the 'Hantu Bungkus' actually cannot see anything after being wrapped (since the prank only happens at night), hence the helpers. So the helpers will then open the victim's door and let the 'Hantu Bungkus' in and stay outside while the 'Hantu Bungkus' make some noise to wake the victim up. After all the screaming,etc happen, then the 'Hantu Bungkus' will go out and the helpers then lead him to find another victim. Basically thats how the prank works.

So there was this one time when this group of guys carried out this prank on others. They already let the 'Hantu Bungkus' in this one particular room and waited outside. As usual the 'Hantu Bungkus' came out and they started to lead him to the next room. Until another Hantu Bungkus came from their back.

"Oi! Napa kamu tinggalkan aku?!"

Turned out their 'Hantu Bungkus' friend was still in the room struggling to find his way. And the Hantu Bungkus coming with them from the start was actually God-knows-what.

Grandma's House Pt 1 BY iKen

Hello again..I finally found time to write another experience of mine with 'the other' beings. As requested, i'll try to write my story mostly in english for the benefit of others and also with some malay. So here it goes..

This happened in my granma's house in Lumut, Seria. My granny's house is a single story house, the bottom part being a store and a toilet. The house is facing the main road (u kno, the road that leads to anduki if u took the old road, not the highway) and at the back of the house, is an area full of overgrown bushes, trees and whatnot. It's kind of like one of those old wooden house, kira veteran lah udah.

It was during my school holiday when i was in form 3 (can't remember which year). Now during holidays, i always stayed at my granma's to help her sell her kuihs and nasi lemak at the tamu every morning. There was only 4 of us living in the house, me, my granma, granpa and at that time, my cousin. We were quite a troublemaker during our days..Always being the subject of our granma's hockey stick wrath. So, one night, after a tiring hard day's work, we packed out things from the tamu and went straight home. I was pretty tired then that as soon as i reached home, i dozed off on the sofa in the living room..i think it was abt 8 o'clock in the evening..Normally, i'd sleep in my uncle's room..

When all of the sudden, i felt some1 shook me..not that hard, but it definately woke me up..I was groggy at that time and all i could think of was that it was my cousin who's always up 2 one of his pranks..i opened my eyes..but i saw no1..now let me describe to u abt the living rooms at granma's. The size is not that big, with only a sofa, a tea table and a big ol flatscreen (canggih kali ah nini ku ani) filling it. but the main door that lead to outside is a big sliding door..The one yg a bit tinted. I always have a problem with the sliding doors, because during the night, when the curtains are covering the sliding door,u CAN SEE the outside area because of the lighting on the veranda. so u can imagine, if a person is standing outside the doors,during at night,u only can see a black figure..shadwing the almost tranparent curtains.

This is the case that night..I saw a figure, just standing outside in the veranda..So i stood up and just stared (Letting all the information register first). Then i called out my cousin's name, with him being the usual suspect. No answer, the figure just stood there. A bit annoyed, i went for the keys to the doors..it's situated behind the tv, near to my granma's room..Then it all came rushing in..

"Eh, sapa tadi mengguyang aku atu?Kalau c shukri, cana bleh ia ada di luar beranda atu?skajap jua ia belari"..

So i took a look again outside, but this time, only the glow of the light filled the veranda..no figures..no shadows..Then,i heard sm1 called me at the kitchen..The kitchen was at the back part of the house..facing the jungle..and when u opened the kitchen door, u'll directly c the jungle because a there is a BIG window in frnt of the door (Why my granparents would want to put a window there, that i dont kno..But it CREEPS me out). So the voice kept calling me..

"Ken..Kemari ko skjap ke dapur..minum2 dulu.." (Ken, come to the kitchen for a bit..)

I looked at the clock..it was 3 in the morning..i jst stood there,looking at the door..the voice kept on calling me..i think i stood there for abt 10 minutes..all the while,hearing my name being called..and all of the sudden, it stopped. So i quickly went to my uncle's room and found my cousin, sleeping like a log..with an opened mouth, snoring..i lay on the bed beside..a bit shooked up..i wondered 2 myself..

"What if i opened that sliding door tadi?Because mati2 ku fkir c Shukri..and wat if i went 2 the kitchen just now?"

What would i see...?

After a while of thinking..i fell asleep..Now there's a lot of story regarding my granma's house..Because durang told, yg tampat atu pelintasan..There's more stories abt that place..but thats for another time..goodnyt

I was bitten by... BY a_Lee

Ehm ehm... siapa tinggal di Hostel MD masa ani???? angkat keyboard!!! Ok what I am going to story2 u all here is something to do with MD... bah siapa2 yg tinggal di hostel MD especially ladies... if rasa nya lamah semangat baik tah stop membaca story ku ani...( eleh.. alum tau ceta ku ani too creepy udah tia ku suruh durang stop membaca )..

As you all know especially MDian , macam2 happened di Hostel especially kes2 kerasukan or histeria.. ( emm masa ani masa ada kah kes2 kerasukan n histeria ani???? ) selalunya kes kerasukan ani happened time ampir2 kan exam... ( pandai memilah masa jua ah kerasukan ani .. time lain mana ia suka tuuu... )

I was one of the AJK B'DAI (Badan Dakwah Agama Islam, and I know now they change the name udah tapi nda ku ingat apa namanya.. ). So if any kerasukan or histeria happened, we, the AJK B'DAI were called to help ( Kira macam ghostbuster lah jua ). Kalau yang kersukan a2 bini2.. kami kana lagau tah ke hostel bini2. ( Hehehehe... bukan sanang kan masuk hostel bini2 ani.. boh nah jadi Devil tah ku jua ni ).

Ok Ok back to my story.... kali ada that night one of the girl kerasukan so we came lah... they bring the girl to warden pun office at the girl's hostel... there, we baca Surah Yassin and anything yang patut lah to the girl... time the girl kerasukan , macam biasa lah perangainya, meronta2 ( alah kamu ani macam nda pernah meliat orang kersukan tah pulang eh ) we hold her hand and feet and she was strong ( namanya kerasukan... kuat tah 2 ah... walaupun tah girl a2 secara physical nya nada kuat ). Sekajap2 melawan, sekajap2 diam... kali diam tia that girl so kami pun nda tah lagi hold her... duduk tah ganya that girl and kami pun baca apa2 yang patut... kali... ada tah one of our friend masuk tempat kami ani.. then ia lupa tutup pintu.. suddenly... The Girl SHOUTED at us... "TUTUP PINTU ATU!!!!" and it was not her actual voice.. more husky, apa nya orang suara parau, bukan suara bini2.. kami pun tekajut ani bah...goosebump di buat nya.... kali start tia semula mengamuknya... so we have to hold her again lah... and for me... I hold her hand... entah semana2.. SHE BITE MY FOREHAND!!!!! masa ia GIGIT my hand a2.. I could feel the FANG , and again it make me goosebump.... I can feel it that it was not her yang BITE me a2.. even though she bite me sekajap saja... but when I look at my forehand I could see it turn to greenish/purplish macam kana cubit antu nya orang sekelip mata saja.....

So that is the story from me... owh you want to know what happened to the girl??? We did call her parent on the situation and they came to take her away from the hostel even though she was not 100% cure from the histeria masa atu.. I think her parent kan bawa ia berubat and masa durang bawa ia keluar dari hostel atu it's already Subuh...

Then the next day nya, the girl came to see me and ask if I am ok.... I said YES... she told me that she did recall of bitting me and she came to found out about it from her boyfriend......

Opss lupa one more thing... this incident happened in 1995 , MD's Girl Hostel......