Rumah Sewa - Zeezohan

Cerita ani lama sudah inda pulang seram bnr. Our family had to moved to a rented bungalow for a while. I think we're the only muslim fam d kawasan rumah2 sna and neighbors kami ada jua la cakap2 tapi batah baru tah durang mensound - ada brg inda baik arah rumah kami atu. Tapi bgrx rumah atu berisi lah, tuan rumah menanam brg utk menjaga. Urg luar termasuk urang menyewa gerenti kana kacau. Bnyk lang ceta ni tapi semua atu ku dngr dari fam lah sal aku nda masa tu outstation selalu tapi mun ku ada d rumah atu aku masih ingat aku ahir tidur lah. aku ani suka ahir tidur pasal suka baca buku. bapa ku menagur sudah jgn ahir tidur tapi as usual aku ignore because i was so engrossed on the book i was reading.I was lying on the sofa in the common room and i was surrounded by large windows and just above my head was the main entrance. I was sure the door was locked because i'm a very paranoid person. I've always checked everything like a million times. Every windows and even the door were covered with thin curtains (you still can see what's outside but barely lah). As i was saying the door was already locked, there were three locks including a latch ah.

Masa ku membaca buku atu ada tia bunyi mcm pintu kana gagar lah (main door dkt kepala ku) tapi aku ani jenis inda pedulian. Malas ku kan melangui tapi ku liat tabuk di siring ku ani semua mcm nda jua lah. Berangin jua la malam atu inda pulang kuat bnr. Mcm malar lah pintu ani kana gagar kali bangun tah ku ani ku subuk inda jua ada. Apa kan? Lam ati ku jua lah. Bebalik lagi ku ke sofa membaca. Sekali tah ya bulih pintu rumah terbuka dgn sendiri nya padahal awal atu memang sudah bekunci. Ani mun sudah ku pikir kan kambang jua bulu ah. Inda lang basar pintu atu buka nya sedikit sja. Nya urang putih slightly ajar.

Inda jua ku atu takut marah ada pulang pasal aku mun sudah siok membaca atu inda ku suka ada distraction. Bungkas ku tarus ke pintu and keluar ku arah verandah. Ku perati kan sekeliling inda jua ada pa2 so ku bagi cakap tah and nyangku, ko jgn mengacau aku inda ku suka ni bebnr aku nda jua mengacau ko. buduh setan! sakit ati ku. Masuk ku ke rumah ku kunci bebalik and b-astagaphar ku tarus. Dlm ati ku palui jua mulut ku atu ah. Membaca2 ku bukan apa menenangkan ati sal bekubak2 marah. And ku sambung membaca sampai bapa ku bangun utk sembahyang subuh. Kali nya bapa ku, Eh alum ko tidur kah?
Tarus tutup buku masuk lari ke bilik. Hahaha.

Lapas ku mengeluari atu inda lang pa2. Lansung nda pintu gagar apa semua. Sanyam yatah menyambung membaca sampai k subuh.

Moral ceta ani, jgn tidur ahir mun sdh indung menagur atu awu sja tia. Sama mun ada pa2 jgn tah d keluari mcm si taie. Check dulu mana tau urg. Awu mun urg bnr d baca pun inda mau lasap tu.

Ada lagi lah ceta nya sal rumah ani tapi atu utk lain hari. Atu adik ku ah masa kami kan pindah balik ke rumah lagi seram sampai kuching kami pun kajar2 ketakutan. Sian. Bida bnr tah brg di liat kuching atu. Arah pintu atu jua...

-Zeezohan

Lambak Staff House Incident Part 2 - Aswana

I will try to tell this story as short as I can. Please bear with me... =)

It was BBQ party with karaoke. All closed friends were invited to my friend's A, staff house. For those of you who didn't know who A was, A is my close friend. We are like sisters. She like me has the ability to "see" things that the naked eye couldn't see. There was a period where she could no longer see those things because the alim guy closed her third eye. But it returned back to her again which I will tell you in another time cause it's too long a story.. boring kamu karang.

Anyways, my friend had a BBQ. Everybody was aving fun. I think banar kalinya org tua terluan kuat enjoy and beibun ani nda baik. I didn't know when it started but my friend A jus broke up with her ex (not a very good guy, gold digger). She was depressed so they made this party to cheer her up. Her bos (who is also her best friend) were there too and they had a very good time. I just watched them sing ahving fun. Then A went outside accompany with her bestfrien's daughter, B. I was told they had a deep talk outside. And that talk apparently make A cry and feels more depressed.

From B's side of the story, she told us A was very depressed at first she was crying and then suddenly she was laughing and after she was angry and went inside in anger. My side of the story was when she was already inside the house.

At that time i didn't feel comfortable. I felt restless. And suddenly I heard a distant salam whispered in my heart. I knew right then that they're here. But why? Usually this happens when the place is of threat or I am in some danger.

Suddenly A took a seat next to me. I looked at her oddly. Lain usulnya anak ani. I said to myself. Cause she was smiling in a very peculiarly eery way. I don't know how to describe it and that is only a view from her side. her left hand at that time was clawing her lap like as if she has long nails. Really long nails. Her other hand was holding a glass. She was inching herself to me. Slowly pulling her chair next to mine. I just look at her waiting for her to turn her face to me. And she finally did.

When she looked at me her smile dissappeared and she turn her face away. This time she inched herself away from me. She was angry and everytime when she want to look at me she kept turning away. I touched her and said, "A, ko ok kh?" She screamed. Everyone was surprised. The glass in her hand fell and it broke into pieces. She ran laughing upstairs to her room. Evrybody stopped doing anything. We all went upstairs towards her. She locked herself in the room.

One of us tried to reason with her but she kept saying she wants to kill A. "Aku bunuh si A ni. Aku bunuh ia." That's all we can hear. In the end we managed to broke the door open. A was sitting on her bed. Kepalanya tunduk. Kakinya mcm bersila tapi tangannya mcm mengakai katil. Her hair was covering her face. She was making this grunting noises mcm bunyi babi utan.

Then she looked at us all. Evryone was cautious to get close to her coz everytime we get close she just laughed and make grunting noises her eyes was bloodshot red. It was really red. Ok ani panya usul org kana rasuk live ani.She was possesed by some babi utan like animal by the sounds of it. What really amazed me was she could jumped herself all the way from the bed to the TV Cupboard which was very much impossible as the distance was really far. Some of the girls was screaming scared of what they saw. My friend tried to stop her, well correction 5 guys tried to stop her but evryone got thrown back. Mcm dlm movie ku liat. Real kh ni? After few more struggles 3 of them whom have something with them managed to pinned her down on her bed.

Then it occurred to me the thing hadn't left her yet. It's still inside her. I remembered about her small gold keris. I took it from her bag and told the guys to stop holding her.

I don't what I did and why I did it but instinct told me to get close to her. She looked at me and tried to run away again The guys hold her down again. She was writhing in pain. She suddenly said "Aduh sakit. Bhapa kamu kn? Aku sakit ni?" But after she said that she laughed. I got closer and she turned her head away. her breathing harsh and she was grunting again.

"A liat aku" I said. She didn't look at me.
"A liat aku. Nada papa ni." I said. She still didn't want to look at me but she quietly laughed and said "Ko nda dpt tolong ia beh. Ko nda dapat. Drg pun nda dpt"

Aku baca selawat and took out the keris than I touched her keris to her forhead. She went limped. One of the guys read some ayat apparently he too have the ability to see and more experienced in this sort. I told him the keris was supposed to help her should something happen to her like that night. I knew of it because she told me about it before. But it was only temporary. She need to be sent to org pandai straight away.



The next day she was possessed again at work. And later the day we took her to this well known ustaz in lambak. The ustaz finally took out the thing that was inside her since she was 18. And the ustaz finally closed her third eye. That story happened 3 years back I think. Now the thing came back to her. And her third eye was open again accidentally tho. How? That will be another story... Oh and so far she's been a good girl plg (when I mant she it's the pontibaby that's following my friend). Nothing extraordinary happen though. Hopefully not.

Ghost Hunting at Makam Di Luba - Aswana

Salam everyone. Lama dah nda ku visit blog ani. How long was it since my last story? A year? Maybe... Lets get straight to the story...

I haven't been hanging out with my old friend 'A' the one that I told you all about in my previous story. Well I guess after 2 years I suddenly visited her again and like old times we hang out.

Just recently we went for ghost hunting. It was not a thrilling night but thank god nothing really bad happen. This is my first ghost hunting with her. Well it's not just the two of us there are a group of us, five of us are girls and the other 6 are guys. We went to Makam Luba. Everything went smoothly at first until one of our friend mcm kna panggil.

One thing I love about the place is how peaceful it is... and it's very beautiful. When we got there, there are already a few people fishing on the bridge mostly Indonesians. My friend A told me that before when they tried ghost hunting here, there were no lights. Everything was pitch dark and you can only rely on the light of your torchlights. But tonight there are few lightings installed but only on the bridge pathway.

As I was saying we went there, few indos fishing and we went pass them. They all looked at us. I guess they're must be wondering what we were up to at the cemetery past midnight. We didn't even bring any fishing poles. I never went ghost hunting at Makam Di Luba before and never even visited it at daylight so it's kind of fascinating that even a cemetery could look like a beautiful park at night. While passing the river, I believe it's Sg Damuan, you can hear the wind howls fiercely, I feel goosebumps behind my neck. At the same time it also feels both eerie and fascinating.

We went up the hill to where the makam is. I can feel something was watching us from the trees while we were climbing up the stairways. I looked and saw red eyes more like few of them. Ok. stop looking. menyasal ku meliat. napatah ku liat. pretend you didn't see anything.

Up the hill I saw 2 or 3 visible tombstones. Nothing special. Then A said we should go on to the end. Everybody agreed. We went to the second part of the cemetery donwhill below, climbing down the stairs to go to the pier. everyone talked in whispers and we walked slowly. One of my friend, M, was holding to the side of the staircase. " Damit jua tangga ani. Bisai2 kamu damit tangganya" I looked at her weirdly. I looked down at the stairs. It looked normal to me. I can still climb down but the way she climbed down the stairs was as if she might fall any second.

We reached the second level cemetery area. I looked both sides. No tombstones. The place so lapang.... every now and then I saw black "monkey" like creatures running around and probly playing on the wide lawn. The lawn area looked like a never ending garden to me. As I glanced to my sides I even saw some not so cute creatures sat on the tree and watched us pass by. They didn't kacau though. They just watch us pass.

We reach the end of the Makam's pier. My friend explained to us that here is where they brought the bodies from shore to the cemetery to be buried. As in the old times the means of transport is via the river so this where they stop their journey to carry and bury them.

Nothing special going on here at the pier. Only silence. "Boring jua ghost hunting ani" I said to myself. Then I saw another black furry creature crouching on the sides of the river banks. Only me and A could see that. I gave her a sign to make a move. "Okay. Balik tah tani?" Everyone agreed in unison.

On the way back, M who thought the stairs to be "damit" suddenly stopped in her tracks and slowly as if in a trance walked towards one of the tree at the cemetery. Everyone was shocked and nobody dared to say a word.

J suddenly said to her "M. Bhapa ko?"
"Lawa jua bunga ani.."
Then everyone started panicking. They kept calling her but she ignored.
She kept saying " Lawa jua bunga ani..." and she wanted to touch it but her hands as if it rose slowly ~ mcm in slow motion ku liat (think of the matrix movie special effects) time ia angkat tangannya kan ambil bunga yg confirm nada bunga. I think at night movements tend to be slow kali. Only the creatures yg move really fast mcm the flash.
Utak ku blank mliat ia. I wanted to say something but mcm terkunci mulutku. I should say something right? but why didn't I say anything. Her hand almost touching the tree branch.
"M. Bhapa ko?" I don't know why i suddenly said it outloud. I didn't realise that I was almost shouting. She stopped. Then A called her name too. She looked at us then she looked at the tree. She looked confused. A pulled her away from the tree.
"Okay lets go back now. M u stay close to me" A said.

After that incident we all walked in silence our bodies inch closer and closer on the way back cause everyone wanted to go home fast.

At the parking lot we asked M what did she see when she was walking towards the tree. She told us she saw a very beautiful big flower and she so wanted to touch it. But then she heard us called her name. So she stopped and looked at us and when she looked back at the tree the flower was gone.

Scary Experience On Holiday - By Arkzo

Hi,

I came across your blog and thought I might share about an incident that took place on my visit to Brunei just last year.

I was on holiday alone (I’m still in school, but my parents allowed me) to Bandar Seri Begawan (I study in Singapore) during the final break. They’d booked the hotel for me (I will not mention which to protect the reputation of the hotel) and pretty much everything else they left up to me to settle and decide. Two of my friends (let’s call them S and T) made their way up to meet me in the hotel in which I was staying and we spent the entire day out just going around and having the time of our lives.

Of course, they didn’t stay the night in the hotel with me for obvious reasons, but I didn’t mind because I was quite used to staying alone and all that. The two boys left for home about an hour away from where I was and I just proceeded to take a shower. I guess when I got undressed there was this uneasy feeling. I brushed it off because I thought well, I must be tired from the flight and all and it’s my mind playing tricks on me.

I got showered, dressed and got wudhu so I could get my prayers done. Again I had that uneasy feeling that there was something definitely going on that was strange in my room. I brushed it off once more and just went on to do my prayers. The minute I completed my prayers though, I got that eerie feeling again. I was starting to get scared, so I tried to go onto Skype with my parents back in Singapore just to try to take my mind off everything. I didn’t want to worry the boys because I knew that by that time they would have been half the way back home and it wouldn’t be nice to make them turn back.

I chatted with my parents for about half an hour until they themselves said that they were tired and wanted to go to bed. It was around about 12 midnight then. I realized my curtains were still open and thought nothing of it.

“Zaaah...”

I swung around on my right heel and saw this white figure standing outside the glass door. It had long hair that covered its eyes and sort of reached its belly button. I suddenly had this sharp pain in my back and eyes and sort of fell onto my bed. I guess fate had it that I had enough strength to read some prayers that I remembered at that moment after a moment of shock. That said, nak baca Ayat Kursi pun dah tak boleh baca betul-betul. I didn’t tell anyone about it until I got back to Singapore.

- Arkzo

Si katuk BY Brunei girl

Salam :)

Eh, kamu pernah sadar kah? Kalau baru2 pindah ke rumah baru, macam ada2 saja terjadi? Maybe kalau kan di explain logically, we can say sebab ketani balum adjust arah kawasan atu, yetah lain rasanya. Tapi kadang2 kan, ada tia jua 'happenings' ani yang kan di explain dari mana2 angle pun, inda dapat ketani elak realitinya.

Dulu, masa kami baru pindah to this banglo, aku ingat a few things yang kerap berlaku.

Aku atu, baca komik dalam bilik mamaku sorang2. And after I was bored, aku keluar kan, kali ada tia my aunty ani (as in my mum punya cousin) tarus2 keluar dari bilik tamu. Muanya pucat,

"Ada orang katuk2 tabuk ah!"

She was saying to the ppl at the dining room.

Semua orang diam. Almaklum, it was quite late. Macam marijap jua.

Ia mcm hysterical sikit time atu, and ia lagi anu jenis relek, so of course we took her seriously. Kali my dad bawa my abang keluar, meliat mun ada banar orang capi2 di taman kami malam atu.

After a few minutes, durang datang balik and then, nada jelama.

"Banar! BANAR! Ada tadi!" nya my Aunty tapi after a while ia calm down sebab ia inda mau riuh jua.

Sebenarnya, time2 atu, mau dijadikan cerita pulang tu amongst kami adi-beradi. Especially me, sebab, if ada tah banar orang kan capi2 mengatuk2 tabuk malam2, alang-alang ia mengatuk tabuk bilik mamaku masa aku baca komik tadi. Tapi my parents jenisnya yang inda mau encourage membasar-basari barang2 cemani ani. Jadi kami semua diam2 saja. Until a few days pass and kami inda lagi ingat peristiwa ani.

One night, entah kenapa aku ani duduk dapan pintu bilik tamu. Dalam bilik tamu atu my adik dua orang, si Suze sama si Wan. Tangah malam sudah, tapi it was cuti jadi durang liat TV.

Kali masa aku duduk2 atu, aku dangar bunyi barang pacah. Nyaring banar, jadi aku toleh kebelakang, aku takut frame gambar belakang ani tegugur. Yang calinya, nada papa. Aku ani in the middle of looking for barang pacah atu kali adi-adiku ani belari arah ku, sorang2 pucat.

"Ka Elle ka Elle! ADA LAGI AH!" nya si Wan, arah ku, "Ada katuk2 lagi!"

Meliat mua durang pucat atu sudah ku tungkal, apa lagi masa ku dangar cakapnya atu.

"Bah bah lajutah masuk bilik babu!" nya ku, trying to be cool lah, mun aku pun freak out, menangis karang jadinya.

Jadi durang bagitau my mum. Mamaku mcm half awake masa atu so ia mcm "Ah baru kamu tau, pasal kamu akhir tidur tu!"

Jadi si Suze sama si Wan tarus tidur.

Malar si Katuk atu mengacau, ingat ku tu. Aku pun kana sekali, lagi bisai, masa aku duduk bawah tabuk atu jua.

Masa atu, barutah ku paham kenapa everyone mcm mental when it happens.

Aku atu liat TV sama adi2 ku.

It was at night, again. Very late.

Kali tabuk atu kana katuk mcm apa. Marijap. Macam, pernah kamu dangar burung melanggar dinding/pintu? (It happens ok) Yetah bunyinya tu. Tapi balik2! Mcm kan di pacah jua tabuk atu usulnya.

Sama jua macam masa kami baru pindah di rumah kami masa ani.

Kan aku sama sisters ku rapat. So sometimes sleepover arah bilik masing2.

Entah kenapa that night, aku ani tebangun tiba2.

Kali, ada orang mengatuk tabuk ku.

Tuk, tuk, tuk, halus ia mengatuk.

"Pssst~" nya jelama atu.

"Elle." Bisik kaka ku, yang baru ku sadar bangun jua masa atu.

"I know" ganya balas ku.

Lapastu kami diam sampai dua2 tertidur balik. Inda kami ungkit lagi kisah ani arah each other lapas malam atu.

Like the old house, after a while, si katuk inda lagi menjelma Allahamdullilah. Entah...mungkin ia atu kan cuba masuk tapi inda dapat? Wallahualam. Allah Maha mengetahui.

Assalamualaikum :)

BY iKen

It's been a while since i shared my experiences.. I think, between this and the last story, it was almost 1 year apart.. and the story before that, also 1 year apart... i guess it's kind of a yearly thing.. =)

Anyhoo, i here's another 1 of my experiences.. it's about the road signs u usually see next to highways.. yg basar ah yg ada label eg UBD, MUARA etc. Now im really into fishing, nda kira dmna and pkl brapa.. this incident happened when i was on my way back from 1 of my fishing trips. Aku masa tu mengail di Serasa dgn member2 ku lah, skalinya nda sdr2 pkl 3 pagi sudah. So i decided to go home, since my geng2 balum mau lagi balik.. lalah x ah, isuknya kraja lagi. Things were a bit bore on my way back home.. till i reached the UBD highway area.

Masa aku kn ampir the BIG GREEN SIGN yg ckp UBD n ITB, i saw a white figure sitting on top of it. Mcm guyang2 kaki main ayun2, tapi atas sign atu. Rmbutnya pnjang sampai menutup part the UBD label ah. Atu serius tarus ku driving.. ceramin rearview trus ku naikkan. Windows up and radio station trus ke urg mengaji and pedal to the metal (not really, but faster than i was going previously).

Reached home, took a very quick shower (angin pantai nda baik if mlm) and then trus melimpang. Amazingly, i dozed of rather easily... isuknya, drove back to the area just to make sure what i saw is real.. and it is.. coz the sign looked like any other signs on the road. Nothing on top of it..

Till next year.. or mebe next week =)

Haunted Room BY BUNGA

This is my first contribution to this favorite blog of mine. enjoy!

You see I'm a student living in a hostel so i'll share you an experience. well not mine, the boys.

this story happened like early 2011 (january). we hostelittes were busy preparing rooms for the juniors who were about to come in a few days ahead. there lies in the boys' hostel, a well known HAUNTED ROOM. the warden decided to open the 'haunted room' for the juniors lah. i know.. stupid kan? but maybe he doesnt know. at that time the warden and this religious student (prefek bahagian agama, a senior) buka the pintu and try try the ceiling fan, it wasnt working. so inda jadi putting the juniors there. PHEW~ what a relief. BUT this chinese boy (senior) who was standing nearby when the door of the haunted room was opened, felt a chill behind his neck..

Days have passed, the juniors came and were allocated according to their rooms. nothing happened.

this one night. the electricity in the boys' hostel was trapped without any sensible reason. the lights and fans weren't working. they've tried fixing it but no good news. they boys (especially the seniors) thought that this was typical. the scary part was that the lights in the haunted room were the only one that was ON!! them boys were freaked out and decided to sleep all in one room. HEHE cowards~ (well aku jua banarnya :b)

There lies story behind this incident:

Dulu, the boys' hostel used to be the girls punya but then bla bla bla, betukar tia jadi boys'. back then when the title haven't changed ada orang bunuh diri! a chinese girl hung herself arah kipas. so that explains why the kipas wasnt working in the story earlier. balik balik sudah electricians tried to fix the fan in "the room" but it turned out to be rusak bebalik. so no further attempts were made after that. if anyone tried to clean the room and make the beds, it will eventually kana bongkarkan balik without anyone entering the room. faham faham lah.. perhaps the incident about the electricity being trapped was a warning from the "chinese girl" so that nobody would disturb her room.

thats pretty much from me, i'll be back.

terkezuts BY cicakboy

cerita in datangnya dari hidup seorang nelayan. cakap susah, berumah, cakap senang, kereta tiada. si nelayan tangkap ikan secara kecil-kecilan selalunya bekerja malam2. cakapnya masa tu ikan keluar berpesta. lagipun subuh2 nelayan lain datang. competition cakapnya.

satu malam ni, si nelayan pergi menagkap ikan. walau tak sedap hati kalau tak kerja, duit tak ada. hajat nak berkawan dengan si janda rumah sebelah, mesti ada standard sikitkan. si nelayan pun belepaslah ke laut atas perahunya yang kecil.ketika sibuk memukat si nelayan tidak sedar bahawa dia dibawa perlahan2 oleh laut dan dalam sibuknya juga, tidak ia sedar ada entiti lain sedang terbang2 giat menagkap ikan hanya guna tangan sahaja.seekor hantu. apa nak buat, malang tak berbau, kedua2 pamancing yg membalakangi pemancing yg lain pun terlangar. si nelayan terbaring di satu sudut dan si hantu tu terjatuh kedalam perahu nelayan itu di hujung yg lagi satu.

nelayan: aduhai... terlanggar batang pokok ke?

si nelayan pun duduk menegak dimana dia melihat hantu membalakanginya.

nelayab: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! HHHHHHHHAAAAAAAANNNNNNNTTTTTUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!

hantu tadi pun tanpa berpusing terus terbang hilang entah kemana manakala si nelayan terus mendayung bak seorang pelumba kayak menghampiri garisan penamat pergi balik ke rumahnya dan terus masuk tidur.

keesokan harinya, si nelayan memikirkan apa berlaku. fikir punya fikir si nelayan memutuskan untuk kembali bekerja malam tu jua. kerja mesti dibuat. duit mesti dicari. kali ini dia akan lebih peka jikalau hantu itu datang kembali. malam itu dengan ragu dihati si nelayan pergi bekerja. tapi malam itu, hantu tak muncul dan begitulah malam2 berikutnya.

seminggu sudah berlalu dan si nelayan lupa sudah insiden dengan hantu. padanya ia hanyalah kerana mindanya yang letih. ketika si nelayan asyiknya menarik habuannya malam itu; si hantu tiba2 muncul dibelakang si nelayan dan menepuk bahunya. si nelayan pun menoleh. sebelum si nelayan sempat menjerit, si hantu menutup mulut si nelayan dengan tangannya yg busuk seperti bau ikan lalu berkata....

"yo bro, apasal jerit minggu lalu? terkezut aku sampai damam seminggu"

hehehehe. dari dulu sampai sekarang cerita2 yg di sampaikan semuanya bertemakan seram. sampai ada yg tidur malam buka lampu. not all hantu seram so this time i added a little comedy.

moral of the story: takut2 kita pada hantu, takut lagi hantu kat kita. jangan lupa tu.

have a nice day. XD

Playtime with Toyol BY Cicakboy

This happened 4 years ago when I was still in form 5. I was the first to wake up every morning and when everyone is still taking turns to use the shower, I had already eaten my breakfast and ready for school. I was sitting next to an open window, staring at the wall into emptiness. I was thinking about my future in life, what I will do after O levels, will I survived A levels and which university should I go to.

Something in the reflection of the open window attracted my attention. The reflection shows a tree in my yard and it was shaking vigorously yet there was hardly a breeze that morning. Like the old saying, ‘jika tiada angin, masakan pokok begoyang’ (if there is no wind, the tree won’t shake which means there’s a cause behind every incident). I got up from my seat and stand in front of the open window trying to find why the tree was shaking. My first guess ranges from a bird, a squirrel and a monkey but to my horror and disbelieve, I saw a Toyol.

Those of you that do not know what a toyol is, it is a supernatural creature raised by humans to steal money and important documents in exchange for blood which is milked from the toes of the owner of the toyol. It took the appearance of a child wearing nothing but a loincloth with a greenish body, bald, pointed yellow teeth and glowing red eyes with small yellow pupils, almost similar to the stereotype image of an alien.

Knowing what the toyol is meant to do, I think he is off duty as it seems as innocently as any child, he is playing around in my yard, running around the tree beating it with a stick that its holding. I was in a trance, not sure how I should react to the situation so I just watched. Everything was fine in a way but then we made eye contact. It dropped the stick it’s holding while I started to perspire but our eye contact remained frozen. I blinked and rubbed my eyes denying what I am seeing and when I looked up, it wasn’t there.

A relieved sigh escaped me but before the feeling could sink in, the banana tree which is a few meters away from the tree before and closer to the house no start shaking and the toyol’s head popped out from behind the banana tree, staring at me. This time I decided to do the same and stare back right into its eyes. The staring contest went on for 2 minutes or so and the toyol stepped out into the open, just standing next to the tree. By this time, my courage was running low and guess what the toyol did that completely dried up that little amount of courage left? He pulled up the widest smile revealing those pointed yellow teeth and waved at me signaling me to come to him. I freaked out and ran to get my parents. They didn’t believe me and when I went back, it has disappeared.

the village tree BY Cicakboy

i was cleaning my room, looking through some of my old stuff and i came across a paper. it's my very first ghost story, written when i was 12 i think. so nostalgic. i'm a bit embarassed but here it is. i edited some so it wont be as childish.

there was a tree beside a road that had survived for many generations. decades passed and yet it still stand tall and mighty. the tree had gathered some supernatural reputation throughout those years and my experience will add to it. it was said that during a war, a woman was betrayed by her fellow friends, she was raped and then brutally murdered under that tree. before she died, with her last breath she swore that she will forever haunt that tree as a reminder that no human should be trusted. that was what i heard but i never did believed the story, not till that night.

it was around 9pm, i had tuition class at a friend's house. every thursdays i had to go there so im accustomed to the night but little do i know, that night was different. it seem like it was going to rain so i decided to take a shortcut; an old narrow road where the tree was situated. when the tree came into view, i felt chills down my spine, my hands feel numb and my steps feels heavier. the aura that tree give just feels wrong. i tried to distract myself by remembering what i learned during tuition but the more i tried the more i cant shake the feeling that someone was watching me. i've tried not to look up at the tree the whole time but when im directly infront of the tree, the urge was overwhelming that i slowly and stupidly looked up, knowing exactly where to look. there she was, sitting on a branch gazing right back at me.

i was petrified at first then i scrambled to run for dear life. i think the fear mess with my brain a little because after a few steps, i stopped, picked up a stone and threw it at that thing. suprisingly it hit her and she fell. guess what? turns out it was another villager trying to prank anyone who walked there. i was laughing and he was laughing as it was kinda silly for him to be all the way up there just to pull off a prank. i decided to invite him over to my house to tend to his wounds. as we were leaving, i asked him if he was alone in doing that prank and he nodded. i decided to looked at the tree one last time before i leave. my fear came back but not like before, now it's pure terror. if the one pranking was alone and he is next to me; who's up there?

the end

lol, yea, clearly fictional and i used to liked hanging endings. be nice; its an old story from a young me.

Starts from the toilet BY Abee

Assalamualaikum and a very pleasant time on this site I greet you.

This is my first time posting but I enjoyed reading stories cuz membari kambang bulu and ada jua yang cali usulnya =P So here goes...

The story happened back when I was in darjah 4, or year 4 as you call it, in 2003. Batah sudah pulang but I can still remember clearly. The previous day, we were talking about this haunted toilet near a banana tree yang ada "thing"nya atulah at our private school located in Berakas (kamu carilah hehe). Then I started talking that I saw a hand, bloody, in the toilet, just to scare my friends. Masih damit jua durang so they trust me lah =P especially when my story sounded so vivid. I grinned in disguise.

So the next morning, I was about to go to school with my dad driving. It was 5.30am (cause my friends compete siapa awal datang skulah, usually by around 6 lah.) and I took the key for our new car and started the engine. The volume of Pelangi FM boomed suddenly but I just think lupa kali eh babah matikan radio ah... then I reduced the volume, on aircond, and lied on the backseat.

Then I have the urge to look out the car window to look for my dad since he hadn't got into the car cuz I don't wanna lose =P But from an angle below the window, I suddenly saw a hand, inda besambung, floating, touching the car window, from the front to the rear. As what a normal kid would do, I abruptly hid down the car sofa and shakingly tuned to the 24hr quran reciting radio. When I dared myself to look up the window again, the hand was gone and I could clearly see my siblings are still conversing in the living room, which is quite far from the garage, and thus impossible for one of them to do the trick. Out of fear, I just kept quiet about that incident and told people around me the next day. And no, I wasn't lying this time =P

And so, today, the haunted banana tree had been cut down by the school's maintainer and there had been more ghostly feeling since.

Iatah mulut atu jangan cabul mun kan becali =DD