Banana Tree By EnefesMJ-

I got this story from a goodfriend of mine, he told me this lastyear in October. It happened somewhere between last year and last two years, I am not quite sure with this but okay, the story goes like this.

He and his big brother, along with their cousins were all playing football in their kampung. His babu was busy cutting down the banana tree nearby their housee. As his babu told him, he said that his babu accidentally stepped on something, too bad babu didn't remember it, and then babu felt like something was wrong with her. So then babu turned angry and look vitriolically, straight to where my goodfriend, his nbig brother and cousins were playing on the small field. Then, he said that babu tarus chasing the big brother with her angry entahh mcm lain marahnyaaa. Funny thing is, babu only bubut those who was/were wearing red shirt that time; the big brother until lah babu sedar and she could not remember anything, even a single thing.

Sharing Experience By EnefesMJ

Assalamualaikum, as you can see, I am new here. I accidentally came across in this page when I saw the banner on my cousin's blog. She's one fan of antubrunei too, I bet. So I think I am glad and should share my own stories which I ofcourse myself had experienced it back then. There's nothing much to say as an intro here but okay, straight to the point.

As i can remember this one happened to me last year somewhere in February where all the family members were all upstairs and ofcourse, sleeping. I was left alone downstair, still staring at my laptop, chatting and stuffs.. It was 1am I can say, and I remember mom asked me to go upstair because there was noone downstair with me and she even said it isn't good to stay up late. Basically for me, it wasn't that late due to I am used to stay up late, being nocturnal and will sleep at 10am in the morning. How cool is that? Haha. Apparently, because I was with my past boyfriend at that time, he's nocturnal and the habit goes to me. Hahah.

So it was sunyi wah the night, and I was like macam cool sajaa because as I aforementioned, I am used to it kan. I was in the dining room and only the light from the dining room sajaa with me. Other lights had been switched off by dad. Suddenly I felt want to pee, really want to due that I was macam menahan sajaaa dariii tadi and kalinya tak tertahan kan. So I went rushed to the toilet, which is just approx 4 metres from the dining room.

When I have to release my pee tu, before that I was playing with laptop kan, chatting and stuffs, so I continued online my msn using my phone (I brought it into the toilet jua), rasa jua bah namau offline. Despite the night was too akhir sudah, so I just let the toilet door opened, I was sitting on the toilet bowl which is facing exactly to the opened door. All the sudden, unexpectedly, something was flying across the toilet door to the kitchen which is next to the toilet. I think it was a flying head, because I could see the long black hair and not quite sure what it really was. I was concentrating tunduk2 bechatting and I only could see the hair sajaaa after I heard there was someone or might be a thing saying "SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" like that. Then barutahh lifted my face towards the toilet door. So at that time, yknow if people are scared they will read the ayats kan, but I didn't pasal I was very very shocked. Negative things kept playing in my mind at the mean time, like I was very scare takuttakut that thing masuk tia terabang ke dalam toilet, bahh I was facing the door kali ahh. Baik jua pee, not that b-e-r-i-a. Fuhhhh.

Kali after few minutes, I could calm my mind and I read some ayats just then. It was hard for me pasal terlampau takut while kannn washing the tut kann, takut kan tunduk, ijapijap the thing masuk mengajut dapan mukaa. Nauzubillah. Then after finished, I went out from the toilet and sat on sofa which is in the living room. I was very afraid and shocked but not panic so I switched on all the lights all the fans all the televisions yang dibawahh and I am wondering where did I get that strength kan bukaa all the switches.

So every rooms arah downstair ni sudahhh terang benderanggg, and I kept myself sitting on the sofa staring at the tv right infront of me. Stiill, I was chatting that time and made my nick "aku takut" and the boyfriend texted me then. I told him what had happened and he asked me to go upstair and don't be afraid. I was degil urangnya so I didnt listen to him. I said "cemanakan naik atas? mun lampu pat tangga and upstair semuaa kana tutup uleh dad" and he said "bahh mun dibawah makin di kacaunya bah tuu" so I was very angry to him because I thought he was trying to joke with me, plus lage it wasn't the time kann becali. And yes, all the lights andang jua kana tutup, maybe dad wanted to save electric. So I chose to stay donwstair instead.

I thought I was choosing the right one but I wasn't. Guess what, the big door was being knocked once. The sound was very loud and mcm urang btumbuk arah dinding. Then I texted the boyfriend, told him this and that, and he told me supayaa jangan tah ingaaauu, they won't bother if you don't. So I did what he told me to. I lied myself on the sofa where I sat first and betiarap pasal inda berani liat ke atas, ijap ada yang terabang or stuffs kan.. Glad I fell asleep thenn.

And tomorrow nya, I was awake by my family members and kana marahi pasal remember the switches? yang I switched those semuaa. Dad ngaleh2 menutup, me ngaleh2 membazirkann. Hahah. I told them about lastnight. Dad said "shapa suruh tdur aher, yatah tuu" Hmmmm.

I think the morals are;
-don't stay up late (thats pretty obvious)
-don't just kan chatting sajaaa
-listen to urang yang tua dari tanee.

Serambangun Incident BY Aswana

Hi,

It's been long since I've written any stories to this site. And for that I am very sorry for the lack of updates from me. I've been told by AntuBrunei that I've gained fans. Thanks all. I didn't know even with grammatical and spelling errors (cause I always send tarus saja without checking ~ too tired to proof read hehehe) that people still want to read my stories.

My stories I'm telling you today happened 2 years ago.

Location : KB and Tutong

It was my off day. I stayed at home the whole day. I promised my friend A, that I would hang out with her that night. I called her from my grandparents home and she said that she's on her way to tutong. So we decided that we should meet at the Suran Shell Station. It was 9.30pm when she arrived. I asked her, "Where to?" and she suggested that we should go to this birthday party of her friends in KB. We carpooled and I drove down KB and she showed me the directions.

Before we zoom off to KB, I showed her the place where I stay with my parents, Bear Hill (Perumahan Bukit Beruang). I told her of the place where the Mystical Dragon sits. I ever saw it once. Was hanging out at this abandoned hill of some sort with a friend. Opposite is the Bear Hill Mosque. I was suddenly frozen when a huge Red Scale Tail enveloped the car. It was almost transparent. The Dragon is beautiful. Scary but beautiful At first, I thought it was just a figment of my imagination but a friend told me of a story that confirms of my sighting. I never told her that I saw it. Today that area is closed. Huge blocks of stone is blocking the entrance of that area. I will not tell you the Dragon story today though. Maybe some other time. :)

Anyways, I showed her the place around. Then I passed the dragon place. And she said "Naga atu lawa ah". My friend ani is the same like me. She can see things with her naked eye. And with her she can't control what she can see. It's scary sometimes and she always ended up being possesed most of the time. Cabul lagi mulutnya...

Back to my story, I never been to this place, it's a housing area, a perpindahan, Kind of new. I have goosebumps driving to the place. The place are mostly swampy areas. She suddenly said to me " Nda ku mau liat kiri kanan ku. Aku nampak kampung lain di sini. Banyak Bunian" I stayed silent.

We stopped siring jalan cause apparently she forgot the where the house is and also we're waiting for another friend who was on the way and who happens to know the house. We got outside the car, she was pointing to the area, telling me that on that side a family lived. It was like another place. I was telling her to stop pointing cause it's not right. Then her friend came by we went straight to the house.

People were karaoke-ing, dancing and cigarette smokes everywhere. I hated the place. I didn't like it one bit. I just don't feel right and confortable. I looked at my friend who was dancing her night out and I sensed that something is wrong. She's not herself. I called her out. Showed her the time on my watch signalling her that it's time to go. She was unhappy. She didn't want to go home yet. She said she liked it here. I said I had to go home. It's past my curfew. It's nearly 2.00am. I was warned by herfriend who knew about her to get her to leave the place before 2.00am cause if she's still there by 2.00 am partying, the thing that's inside her will control her and she will get possesed again. I don't want to be there when she gets possesed not cause I'm scared but I will be alone and I will not know what to do.

I finally able to persuade her to go back with me. But already she was different. She started to laugh quietly in the car. I looked at the time in my car. it's 2.30am. I was too late. We left KB area. It was the highway now, and upon reaching Serambangun suddenly she asks me to stop the car. I said no. We're almost to your car A, I told her. She said "I need to pee" And she opened the car door while the car is still in motion. I hit the breaks. And she got off the car and took a pee. While she pees, she suddenly passed out. I panicked. I got off the car too and shook her. I called out her name.

She suddenly awoken with alerted eyes and said " Siapa A?" And she laughed and ran. I called out her name and asked her to stop. She just ran off laughing. I had to drive the car to catch up with her cause she was so fast. And then she suddenly stop. I stop the car. I went out and slowly approaching her. I stood a few metres away from her. I was scared she might ran away again. There was a small lake or river. She smiled at me and said "Aku kan mandi"

"No! It's dirty. Kamah tu A. Jangan!"
"Mana ada. Lawa jua tu Tasek ah. Ramai orang mandi. Aku mau ikut mandi"

Before I could stop her again she jumped back again to the so called beautiful lake. Fear suddenly rushed in me. She cannot swim. And so am I. I could die tonight but I didn't care. I had to save her. I ran to the side of the lake. She was screaming and calling my name. Her hands stretched out. Her head bobbed in and out of the lake. When her struggling stopped she floated to the side. I suddenly cried. I was pulling her up from the lake. I managed to grab her hands. Then she sadar again. And was pulling me. I pulled her. My legs almost reaching the water. My slippers got lost somewhere. I pulled her with all my might. I was crying and suddenly remembered my "dangan" and I immediately got her to the side. I was panting and crying. I sat on the ground for a few minutes. Then I remembered her boyfriend. I called him. He told me to stay there and he'll come over in 20 minutes.

While waiting she awoken suddenly and looked at me. "Napa baju mu semua putih? Sapa di belakang mu atu? Sapa durang?"
"Nada papa A. Ko kan trajun arah sana tadi. Okay ko kah sudah?"
She started laughing again. And quickly jumped back again in the water.
I cried calling her.

Then a van pulled over. Alhamdullilah. I was grateful for them. A bunch of teenagers stopped by. They helped me pulled her out of the small lake. Few of them -girls- were too scared to help when they saw her face. One of them took out a Yassin. They witnessed another running and laughing from her before another car stopped by. He's a policeman. He taught my friend was drunk. He didn't believe in things like got possesed and stuff. By the time he was there, my friend was already coming back to her senses. The guy left to go to the police station. A few minutes later the police car came. And my friend started running again laughing. But one of the police guy managed to hold her tight just in time for her boyfriend to come by with his friend.

To make the story short, her boyfriend took her home that night she was still in that state. Her eyes staring at you like she wants to kill you kind of stare. But I know she can never stare at me. She will always look away. She went inside her boyfriend's friend car with her head bowed low. Her boyfriend mumbling something while holding her. A few weeks after the incident, her bestfriend brought her to see orang alim. And he helped her get rid of the thing that's been in her since she was 18 years old. The thing has been in her for 20 years when that happened.

Knock, Knock.. ? BY -D-

you know the sound a cloth makes as it gets dragged along wet concrete just outside your living room window during a rainy night.... ?

yeah. this story isn't about that.

let's move onto the next house i lived in, located in sungai akar from '93 to 2000. one thing this place has in common with our current home is, if you're facing the main entrance, to your left, beyond the fence, is a large grass field, with some tall trees spread out here and there sporadically. and like our current place, it seems to be inhabited by, from what we know of, the ghost of a little girl.... more on that story later. since i've been going on a with a cat theme a bit, let's continue with that.

way back then, we had a lot fewer cats, 5-6 if my count is right. and due to that, we didn't bother locking them up in a cage every night, like we do now, so they're pretty free to roam about around the house. this, from time to time, leads to these cats banging on the door as they play just in front of it or play with our shoes/slippers and knock it against the doors, fooling us to believe someone's outside most of the time. this inspired my older sis to play a prank on us; at night, she'd usually knock on the door from the outside and quickly hide behind the concrete flower bed right in front of the entrance. peeking out of the living room window that looks out to the entrance pretty much destroys the prank.

during our later years there, the cat population had increased, and they were making quite a mess around the house at night. because of this, decided to build a cage to lock them up at night. one night, at around 10, as me and my little sis were watching something on tv in the living room, we heard a knock coming from the front door. the amah was busy cleaning things up in the kitchen, and everyone else, including my older sis, was upstairs. looking out the window, i saw no one and no cats messing about. thinking it was just my imagination, i shrugged it off. as soon as i sat back down, another knock came, followed with another one. these were the kind of solid knocks no cats would have made by throwing around a shoe at the door. my sister went to open the door, while i sat on my chair watching from behind her to see who it was; no one. freaked out, we went upstairs and went to sleep.

a while later, around the same time, it happened again, this time, i was alone. all the cats were locked up (i helped. our neighbour had dogs), everyone except for me were upstairs and the amah were cleaning up. peeking out the window, i saw nothing. taking a few steps away from the window, another knock came. before i could reach the window, the knocks turned into repeated banging on the door. the banging was so hard, it knocked down this wooden carving of the Al-Fatihah that we hanged on top of the entrance. when the wooden carving fell, the banging immediately stopped....

and that was the last time we ever heard of it...

Between Maghrib & Isyak BY A_Lee

This story happened early this year ?? or end of last year.. really lupa sudah... (am I that OLD that I forget when this thing happened??) I was in my Ipar's room .. the door was tightly shut at that time.. it was between Maghrib and Isyak when this happened. the door knob was in bad condition where you can pull it off. I concentrated on updating all the photos onto my external hard drive when suddenly I hear my wife calling me from out side the room or it is rather a wishper "yang".. then another "yang"... and the last time "yang" . Owh my wife usually call me "Yayang" or "Yang"... I thought she couldn't open the door from out side... So I quickly open the door and only to find out that no body was there... then I went to our room and there she was.. I asked her " Did you call me just now?" "No............Why ??" she continued. Then I realize something was there....

A few days later... again between Maghrib and Isyak.. was it rain that time??? Can't remember it lah.The electricity was cut at that time, so I light up the candle in our bed room and went to our computer room to do my maghrib prayer ( Our computer room is separated with sliding door from our bed room. ) The light from the candle just enough to light up the bed room and the computer room. There was nobody else in my room except myself praying.

while I was praying.. suddenly I .. some sort of seeing something white shadow moving in our bed room and instantly I feel goosebumps all over... I continued my prayer and pray for nothing bad happened to me and my family...

That the two story I can share with you all... Have experience "kana himpit" too while in MD and even in my bed room at HOME!!..

What's new, Pussycat? WHOA~~ BY -D-

now, for most of my stories, it's always about a friend of a friend, a personal friend, a family member or any other of their acquaintances experiencing the work of the supernatural. me? only faced it twice, despite the fact that we usually live in haunted areas and i stay up late a lot. this is one of em'.

we, over at my place, have a lot of cats, currently clocking in at 16-17 of em'. top score was 24. then i squashed them whenever i try to get the car out...... i'm kidding. that was the neighbours (and their dogs) doing. 24 is a lot, but nothing compared to what i saw that one raya night in '01/'02..... considering "they" were really there. this took place in Salambigar, at around 9 pm. we had just visited a dear friend of my dad, a pretty rich guy, whose house was pretty deep in a simpang, was about to make our way home. in the car, i was sitting right behind my mom, who was on the passenger seat. and as many passengers are wont (not a typo. look it up) to do when they're not occupied with anything else as they await to reach their destination, i looked out of the window to my left.

not far after driving out of the gate, we passed this small house, located at the corner of a junction. it was a small bungalow, with a glass slide main entrance, no fences and a front yard littered with gravel. i assumed the occupants were out at the time, as the lights were out, though they could have at least closed the curtains since i could see their living room furniture from the main entrance. anyway, what really caught my attention to that house that night were the dozens of cats littered around the place; on the front porch, all over the gravel front yard, and a few on the roof. there could have at least 40 of them in that property at the time, all staring at the car as it passed by with their eyes, glowing creepily in the dark. trust me, glowing cat's eyes don't freak me out, but for some reason, that many in such a space that night made the hair behind my neck nearly stood up... and it really stood up shortly after i exclaimed "Wow, that's a lot of cats!" (also: cue obscure reference to Stephen King's Pet Sematary)

it caught the interest of my mother, a cat lover, so she asked "where?" an i replied "this house we're just passing". everyone in the car gave me this confused look, and my older sis, who was sitting next to me told me she didn't see any, and to clarify this, she was also looking out of the same window as i did. at this point, we had already passed the house, and i turned around to confirm what i have seen. unfortunately, a fence from the house next to it blocked the view. i found the scene to be too hard to have been missed by anyone in car at all considering that many eyes glowing so brightly.

around a month later, my dad asked me to go visit his friend that we went to the month before with our driver to pick up something. when i passed that house again, now in broad daylight, i noticed how the house was completely empty, with no signs of furniture at all. when i asked my dad's friend what had happened that night, he gave me the same look everyone in the car did, and told me nobody has moved in there for quite a long time..... thinking back, the furniture i saw, as fancy as they were, did look old fashioned, like something from the 70's/80's....

Nostalgic Horror trip BY -D-

Been sleeping quite early as of late, explaining the lack of my contribution to this site (i write these stories late at night to get me to sleep, which may also explain the vocabs and grammar mistakes)

still taking place at the same old house, as i mentioned, the whole ground floor, the parking area, consisted of only one room meant to be a storage space. but since there was already a store room elsewhere, this was made into my brother's room. having to deal with a broken air conditioner one night, he opened up the windows (which were facing the driveways) to cool the room down (these are the kinda small windows that you usually see in a bathroom). late that night, he was woken up suddenly when he started to smell a sweet flowery fragrance coming from somewhere.

now onto a different night; if you've remembered, the ground floor has an extension leading to a small building made up of only 3 rooms, one of which was the maid's room. the window to her room looked out to the huge back lawn we had. further ahead, beyond the fence, was the driveway. one night (she sleeps very late, thanks to mom), as she was about to close the window curtains and go to sleep, she saw a slender white figure walking on the middle of the driveway, heading towards one of the neighbour's house.

they say cats (and based on some chinese urban legends i heard; dogs and horses), can see things we normally can't. like many bruneian families, we have pet cats. my older sister, particularly was an avid cat lover. back then, we were only allowed to keep a few (dad used to hate em'), but one was really special to my sis, she let it sleep with her in our room (she, my other sis, and me shared one big room). on one night, she was waken by the sudden sounds of scuttling on the floor. i was in my parent's room at the time (manja, nyamu~), while my other sis, sleeps like a log. as it turns out, it was the sound of her cat running around in circles, in the middle of the room, chasing the fan. this would have been an amusing scene, if not for a) it was late at night b)it has never done this before, nor did it do it again later on (nothing was attached to the fan) and c)it chased the fan for a long period of time, and everytime it stopped, it hissed and growled at the fan. after looking at this scene for God knows how long, my sis started to feel uncomfortable with it and recited the Al-Fatihah. as soon as she did, the cat made a detour straight into the door leading out, clawing the small gap under the door.

well, thats about the only stories i know on this house. y'know, speaking of cats.....