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.