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.