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.

Lambak Staff House Incident Part 1 BY Aswana

Let's start off with the story about my clairvoyant friend, A. I've mentioned about her before from the story of the Serambangun incident. This is a tale before the Serambangun incident ever happened. This is the story where a mistake has been done. Partly on my part cause I was entrusted by her to and have been warned by her that no matter what 'she' says, I have to close it for her. And I have failed her…

It was few months before Serambangun thing, we were at her house in Lambak. Her two storey house located at Lambak area is a staff house. It was rented by her boss at that time which is also her close friend. It's big place tho, 4 people stayed there including herself. Anyways, the day before she told us a story. When she went home from work, the electricity at her house went black. At that time she was alone. The rest of the staff haven't returned yet from their outing. She thought that there was a trip or something. The circuit box was located just right under the staircase inside so she aimlessly went there backed by her mobile phone light and confidently searching for the circuit box. On her way to it she thought she so something while passing the staircase. She shone her mobile phone to the area where she thought she saw "something". And there stood where her mobile light shone a yellow thing, very tall, it's head facing up to the ceiling. She screamed and went out the door barefooted to her car frightened and locked herself up. She switched her radio channel to the quran station. A few minutes later the other staffs came and she was crying in the car. Everyone was surprised and she started telling them what happened. She told me and the others who weren't there at that time the next day.

Because of that incident, she can't stop thinking about it. If i'm not mistaken a few days later she started a ritual to call spirits, a thing she learned from her iban friend. Syirik plg tu… tp curious punya pasal la ni… coz she wanted to know who sent that yellow thing to her… There were three of us, four including her… Before she do the spirit calling thing, she gave me this minyak. It was sealed in a small bottle, for me to hold and told me after the ceremony is done or if something goes wrong like she was tired, I MUST spa the mink to her so the thing can leave her and go away.

The three of us, me, her cousin and her colleague was told to sit quietly on the other sofa in her room. She strictly told us NOT to say any Quranic Verses or it wont work. The ritual, she need to call any spirits and let them enter her body. And when that happen she can see clearly of any spiritual beings that is in the house. She started of by lighting a candle. All lights were off. Then she open her windows wide. The she sat next to us on the other sofa. Bersila la ia duduk. She closed her eyes and started chanting. Her voice gradually becomes deep as she chanted the mantra that she learned. The three of us sat still on the sofa, too frightened to even utter a word. Then her eyes open wide. She furiously shouted at her colleague M to shut up and stop muttering quranic verses. Which surprised her colleague as to how she knew.

"Maria (bukan nama sebenar tapi nama glamer)! Jgn sabut nama Allah!! Now I have to start over again!"

She started chanting again. Then not long after… her head bowed low. She went silent. Us three were curled up together on the sofa. I was the closest ones net to her. Her cousin Amy (bukan nama serener, nama glamer) was in the middle and next to him is Maria. I looked at Amy and wondered what happened. He just shrugged. Then A made a sound. The three of us jumped. She started laughing quietly and more like giggling and faced us. Then she turned away. Then she was silent again. Then she started saying " Buka tu ayat di dinding ah."

"Amy! Buka ayat id dinding ah ia nda data mask!" she said. So Amy did what he was told. He took down the ayat sejadah on the wall. Then she started the chanting and calling again. Not long after that, the giggling starts again. I was scared. Amy poked me and said to put the mink on her now. So with trembling hands I spa the minyak to her forhead when she shouted to me…

"Beh! Napa ko sapu dulu! Aku alum lagi." She was furious!! I said sorry. "Aku pikir ko gone dh… Manaku tau…"

She did it again. Then the thing get to enter her… She started walking around the house alone. Went down the stairs. A few minutes later, she went up back again to the room. She went to the corner then to the other corner… Nda plug ku takut mliat ulahnya atu. Then she came back to the sofa and strted chatting with us. She told us that the yellow thing is not here anymore. Yg ada are the previous house puny ghosts. The initial owner puny ghosts and something else punya spirit jua… Then she asked us, what we want to know… But before any of us say anything she started telling us things… about me, her cousin, her colleague… she was so chatty… then she suddenly said she was tired. And I took out the mink and want to sapu the minyak to her forehead and she said "Aku ok! Nda payah"

I was hesitant. I said "No. You precisely told me to sapu this. "Nda payah!" Then she giggles softly. "Are you sure?" I tried to spa to her head but she pushed away my hand. "Beh! Apa nyangku nda payah! Aku ok! Ia nada dh. Ngalih ku in kan tidur!" So i didn't. She took the minyak from me. And I left the place.

Part 2 The neighbour's House BY Aswana

The thing with bear hill, apart from bnyak babi hutan roaming the area... is that it's very quite. And in our area quite a few houses are still vacant. Especially the ones on the hill right above us. The place was always empty. Once a while the owners will drop by, but they never stayed over just clean up the place and trimming of their grasses.

The other neighbour once witnessed... This neighbour lived just across the empty house. These neighbours always sits outside at night and just chill at their balcony. Then one night they saw inside that house the lady in white roaming freely around the house. At that time they only saw long hair and white clothing. And it's not just once that they saw it. It looks like the place has been claimed by the thing as her place of stay.

Years ago before our house bertambah, my sister was outside downstairs when out of nowhere something white flew above her and went straight to the neighbour's house.

Right now, the house is still vacant. The owner now very very rarely came by their house. It's as if they don't want to visit the house anymore and live there... even during school holidays.

Random Weird Stories BY Aswana

As some of you might know, I stayed in Bear Hill. Perumahan Area. Before we moved in, my mulah nene tangah did some "meliat" on our house. I remember he told us that our house situated in a good position. If cina galar good feng shui lah. Ia ckp jua tempat rumah kmi ani is in between of two rivers... I'm not sure what this means maybe not between I think it's more like between crossings of 2 rivers? But in actuality there's no river plg sini ani... Just tanah biasa... To our naked eye lah. In a diferent world or alam lain (ghaib) it's a different kampung. Just like what my friend 'A' in my serambangun story mentioned. Wherever we go what we see is not what we 'see' at times. That's why we're forbidden to be cabul or sukahati buang barang or buang 'aing'. Sometimes we never know what we might hit or accidentally ter'kacau'.

Anyways enuf about that info. My story is about my house and few encounters by my dad, my tua labuan and sis. And after that a short story about our neighbour's house who rarely stays there at all. Even cuti skulah pun jarang2.

Part 1. Random weird Story

Rumah kami ani ampit sdh beguris. Beguris cara salah ampit jua sal ada org kawan my dad ani yg setau jadi bomoh. Adakah patut ceramin pacah di tanam ke empat penjuru. And ampit jua beguris secara islam (by mulah nene tangah which is the first before we moved in). Because of bnyk ilmu bercampur, jadinya nda berkat lah rumah. And before rumah bertambah, my parents decided to panggil org pandai (a young boy) to cleanse the house.

When he came over, what he did was to baca ayat quran first before doing the ceremony thing. I dont know what happen tho but all of us were not allowed to enter the living room. You see our place used to have a lot of bad beings dropping by to say hello. If any of you read my stories I was always not in bear hill. Mostly I stayed at my nene's place or my aunts, or hostel... It was only on special occassions like Hari raya or cuti skool panjang that I sleepover at bear hill. Now i remain permanently rooted here in Bear Hill. Well i think hopefully... This boy had to do a ceremonial in order to ward of evil from the house by mixing salt and black pepper together and scatter these on all four corners (4 penjuru rumah) at exactly 12 midnight. While scattering it the boy said we need to say a few surahs which he recited to my dad and my usu boy.

I dont want to tell you in detail of that night simply because tonight while writing this story I dont feel good mentioning it. All I can say is this, the boy said the thing was sent for my mom. Apparently someone wants my mom to suffer. And he said the thing got sharp horns on their heads. I think those things are still around lurking waiting for an opportunity to come back in the house area. I haven't been back to this house for quite a long time only recently late last year that I was back staying here. And I was kinda surprised caused everyday ayat quran was playing on the radio here by my mom. I think it's good that it was played.

Anyways, scrap that story. In actuality I wasn't gonna tell you about it, just happens to get slightly carried away. Ok back to the house story, this happens to my tua labuan. Back when the days where the house still looks "perumahan' like (meaning alum betambah), we used to get frequent visits from our Sabah and Labuan relatives. One of them was my Tua labuan.

Tua labuan sleeps in the living room area at that time. So the next day she told my mom a story. An encounter of spiritual being with big body she said. When they were sleeping they were visited by different beings. When she told this story she said they were more like encircled by them. Tua labuan said the people were largely build. They didn't disturb my Tua labuan and her husband sleeping. they just sits there and circling them as if watching them. I don't quite remember what really happened tho. All I remember was when she told my mom the story she was a lil bit freaked out.

Then there's this story about my dad. My dad always brings back home stuffs he found. There's tis one stuff he found while fishing with his friends. It was a stick. He found a stick stood by itself on the sea of waves. He thought the stick was long. Something made him to pick it up so he picked it up and to his surprised the stick was really short and it was actually standing on the surface of the sea. When my dad went to take the stick, the sea was almost on his waist line. My dad s 5'11. The stick is only 10cm long. He took it home. And ask my late nene tangah to look at it. And my late nene tangah said the stick actually have healing properties and it's a good one. It can help cure anything to do with black sickness. It belonged to a raja hitam or something the name. There's one time he found a lil bronze shoe the size of a baby's feet. He found it somewhere and apparently threw it away coz he thought it was nothing special. Then one day me and my lil bro was in the living room just goofing around when we both noticed the small child like shoe. We both touch it and found it cute. The shoe was nicely placed along with my mom's miniature collections of old iron, houses, telephones,etc. So we didn;t find it weird coz we thought that was part of the deco. When my dad saw the shoe, he was shocked and asked who put it there. We all said we don't know and the thing was already there when we saw it. Apparently it was gift for my dad by our invisible neighbour, a muslim jinn who happens to own his own mosque in our area. Late nene tangah told us that he dislike us burning near his area as it affects his mosque. And he doesn't like loud noises and ask us the family to comply with the rules. Once a while was okay but not all the time. See my mom likes to karaoke in the afternoon. So the 'imam' dislike it coz it was too noisy.

The Office BY Aswana

Actually I have a lot of stories to tell.. But due to limited time {Busy saja jua eh…} But I have to disappoint goosebump yet again this time as it's not the story of dragon. I'll tell it next week insya allah jua tu kalau ku ingat... Need to clarify something with an old friend first about it since she knew more in depth of the story - asal usulnya lah… hehehe Today I'll tell u a story of last year punya incident… I call this "The Office" =p

Lets name the place where I work as 'The Office'. A three storey building located at a used-to-be-government residential area. The building kira berumur la ah sudah… selalu saja tutup karan… Anyways, the office ani macam-macam la sudah ceritanya. One of the guys, our office neighbour had frequent encounters with the lady in white, of which he jokingly called as Celine Dion (lawa kali hantunya mun begalar CD). Al-maklumlah selalu saja ia balik menyubuh siapkan krajanya. I'm not gonna tell the story of him with his encounters as I have little knowledge of it. All I know is he frequently saw CD back in his early days in that office. However I will tell you the story of my first encounter of it since my almost 2 years working at The Office.

Usually I stayed pretty late at work, trying to finish up pending lah. Selalunya I was always alone. But that night I decided to went home a bit early around 7-ish… [Dont ask me what time I went home from office on normal days. Yg penting akhir la…] The reason - I'm carpooling with my friend who's also working next door. So ada dangan this time. Slalu sorang2…

Anyways, she peeked in the office and said "I'm heading to the toilet after that we go home la". I said, "Ok. Give me few minutes to save my work and packing up" and hurriedly making last minute editing and saving my work. After I've done my last minute "work", I packed up, switched off all that needed switching off and locked the office door. While locking the door, at the corner of my eye, I thought I saw my friend went in through an empty office room. It strikes me odd pulang cause behapa tah jua lagi ia kan masuk lam office kosong atu. Gelap lagi nda belampung. I didn't really see her, just part of her hair.

The empty office room was only one room away from my office. And at that time, not sure why the empty office door berbuka. Always it was locked. So I waited for her to come out of the room, I stood infront of my office door for her while eating my cookies coz I was hungry. I grew impatient and curious cause batah bah ia didalam. Nya lapas ke jamban tarus balik nya, ani behapa tah ia kn masuk lam office kosong atu lagi. I thought to myself since she just started working here in this building, maybe she wanted to explore. Tapi nda kn explore gelap2. Then it strike me maybe she didn't know where to switch on the lights? So I decided to aga her and help. Just as I was about to go to the empty room, suddenly I hear my friend's voice calling out to me asking where I am. And her voice didn't come from the dark empty room but somewhere else. So I answered back by asking "Erm… Where are you?" She replied "I'm waiting for you here outside at the stairs…" And she was right. There she is outside at the stairs with her phone on her ear maybe was trying to dial my number.

Quick Info:
1. My friend has long hair and she always let it loose.
2. On our floor there's only 3 active companies renting the offices, the rest are empty/rarely used.
3. To go to the toilet you need to go all the way to the end of the hall of that floor.
4. To leave our level you need to go out through a glass security door and by stairs (saja masukkan detail ani untuk memanjangkan info...)

So i quickly joined her outside on the stairs and asked her this " Are we the only ones on this floor masa ni?"
"Yes" She said, "Why?"
So I told her what I just saw. And she told me that she had the instinct of calling out to me coz she doesn't feel right. And she also told me that while passing the hallway on her way out from the toilet she passed the empty room and the aura doesn't seems right. So she quickly go out to the stairs and waited for me saja.

Imagine what would happen to me if I did enter the empty room. What would I see? Or worse what could've happen to me? [Jauh palis…..]

After that incident, I still went back home pretty late though. I didn't encounter any weird happenings after that. Or maybe ada kali just that I chose to ignore or is too engrossed with work.

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.

Say no to plastic bag trash in the room BY Aswana

Do you like to pun rubbish can/bin in your room? Or maybe just a plastic bag to stash away your trash? Well i advise that you should stop doing that. I know it's kind of late to let people know about this but it slipped my mind and as I was telling the story about my close friend, I suddenly rememeber it. Again this story didn't happen to me. But to a friend of mine too. And yes thiss tory happened in Hostel. Where? MD. Bwoh... :)

There's a reason why you shouldn't put trash in your room. Wherever you are. Whatever the place is. Trash should be put outside. Cause it's dirt. Dirty stuffs attract bad things. Like disease for example. Logical reason.

But I have another reason why too. Let me tell you about a story happened to a friend of mine. Unlike other seniors,her room is shared with a roomate. Most hostelites back then have this habit of putting their trash bin in their rooms. Or just a plastic bag a substitute for trash can and hang it on door handles or nailed it on their shelves. Simply cause it's convenient like you ripped off pages from your notepad and just throw it in your plastic bag bin. You don't have to get up from where you sat, walk few steps to the door, open the door and throw it in your trash can outside. I do that. It helps me give a little exercise, besides it prevents me from being too lazy. And I don't really like the idea of having trash in the room either.

So my friend have a plastic trash nailed to their shelves. Normally there's nothing weird happening at night. Except for the night when she happens to get awoken by rustling sounds of plastic bag. She tiredly open her eyes. She was trying to focus on a person rummaging thru her trash can. She thought it was some intruder as her roomate was apparently on her side of the bed asleep. But then she realise that it's not a someone. It's a something. It's the Lady in White - Miss P. She was rummaging through their trash in the room. Looking for god knows what. She was too scared to open her eyes so she shut her eyes pretending to sleep, wishing that Miss P might not notice her.

I don't know how long it took her to stay in that posture for too long. But from what she told me it made her cried afterwards. The next morning after telling her roomie, they put away the trash. And since that incident they no longer put "trash" of any kind in their room.

The fishing Trip and Minangkabau House BY Aswana

I want to tell you ghost stories that's been told to us by my dad looooong time ago.. It's something that happened looooooooooong time ago too when he was a kid. I'm not sure if any of my brothers and sisters remember any of this story. But I remember it clearly simply cause there's one part of it that's crack up hilarious.. {Hilarious? Thought this is a ghost story?? Well yeah it's about a ghost pulang... you'll understand later}

Anyways he told this story, if i'm not mistaken to someone - I guess he told it to his friend or a distant relative I can't quiet remember. We were at the living room. And it's like what normal families do, they mingle, talk.. but rarely adults talking with children. I'm not sure how the story came about to us and we suddenly talk about ghosts encounters and such though.

Okay lets just start the story... It's told in 2 short tales. So I'll make it as concise as I can.. Hopefully there's no "simpang-menyimpang" hehehe :)


Story 1 - The fishing Trip

From what I recalled, this happened to my dad's older brother{I don't remember wic uncle this is so lets just name him Uncle T} when he was a young teen. My dad told us that Unc. T likes to go out. You know like hanging out and stuffs with friends. So this time it's something to do with fishing in a nearby river quiet far from where they lived.

I remember my dad said how stubborn and a rebel Unc. T was. How their parents told them not to go out late at night. But this time Unc T and one of his friends decided to go out fishing at midnight. Simply because their theory, it will be quieter {so nobody can disturb them} and the fishes would be too sleepy too notice if their bate is a trap or something. {yeah, I'm not sure where they get that from. Fishes pun ada pandai ngantuk and drowsy???}

So they went to this river which they had to have really long walks... like it took them few hours to reach it. Once there, they start prepping their fishing tools. Took out the bait and started on their fishing thing. They didn't think it's a stupid or crazy idea to go fish late at night. To them it's an adventure.

While waiting for their bait, both of them got tired and eventually fell asleep.

A while later - probly half an hour... im not sure{even my dad's not sure) one of their fishing rods moved. It woke Unc T up. As he opened his eyes he lay frozen still with fear cause above him, looking down at him with smiling long fangs the most feared ghost. The letter P. She was looking down at my uncle and giggled. Just looking down at him and doing nothing but showing off her long fangs. Her hair inches above his face. Her face.. i've been told could raise hairs u never thought you have.

My uncle did what any scared boy wud do when he realise what it was. He ran and scream leaving his friend still sleeping -who is apparently sleeping like a log. Not knowing what happened. The next day my Unc had a fever for a week. I don't know what happen to his friend though. My dad didn't mention it. I think he's fine.



Story 2 - Minangkabau House


My dad told us that dulu-dulu, they lived in a Minangkabau House on a hilltop.It was given to them, like an inheritance. It was quiet famous back then, their house. He said there's a lot of creepy and unexplained things always happened in that house. There's even things flew... the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty halls. It was creepy. My dad told us.

There's this one time, of all the happenings there's this time that happened 3 days straight, the hauntings from the ghosts in the house. It's like all the ghosts came out in unison and in anger. My dad was scared back then. All f them were. It's as if they were in rage. They couldn't sleep at night. Apparently someone {probly in the family} been practising black magic and it went wrong somehow.

Sometimes the P wud show up and laugh her laughter. Sometimes things just moved or flew. Or you could hear noises in the kitchen people trying to make themselves busy but there's nobody there. And finally my dad told of how the time when they were trying to sleep in the living room, cause everyone was too scared to stay in their rooms, suddenly there was a strong wind. And the wooden windows of their house suddenly blew open. And with it came a HUGE {i still remember my dad's facial expression and gestures when he told us this part} HEAD.

"Basar Kepala atu! Botak!

When he said the word botak, we all laughed -us the siblings. My dad gave us this stern look and said, it's not funny. It was really scary, a flying huge bald head appeared out of nowhere in front of them. Flying around inside the house. In the end they eventually moved out of the house. I'm not sure if that house still exists or not. But my dad said only the strong willed could withstand the encounters and happenings in that house. And yang berilmu lah. :) To me even if ada ilmu I don't think Iw ant to stay or live in that house either.

Out of Body BY Aswana

This story happened to my close friend, RT. We were still in MD back then. Like the sleep paralysis thing, this was way beyond that. It was freaky. And it's unreal too, like you might think its a dream but it's not. Remember sometimes old people use to say that when you're asleep your souls tend to move about here and there. I think this is what happened here.

When she told me this I remember how worried she was. And scared and it lead her to be an insomniac. Apart from school stress and life lah.

We usually all sleep together, but this time each and everyone of us decided to sleep in their respective rooms. We were in our senior year. So we get to have a room for ourselves. Not that it's very appealing to sleep alone in the hostel room, what with the stories you tend to hear here and there, but it was appealing in a sense that we get to have a little bit of privacy. I like to dress up in my room and decided what to wear for the next day so sharing with a roomie might not be a good idea as your roomate might find it annoying cause your clothes would be everywhere.

Anyways back to my story, she was asleep. And she thought she was having a dream. She dreamt that she was floating high and high and high... I think everyone expereinced that kind of feeling, when you're ready to sleep. you feel yourself drowsy and feel like you get pulled deeper and deeper into sleep mode. She said it's something like that but different in a way that you actually feel it as if you're still awake. It's like you're actually feeling yourself floating in mid air.

She didn't know why, but while floating she decided to look down below her. Bear in mind that all this happened when she was asleep. She looked down and she saw herself asleep. Eyes shut. Breathing normally. She was shocked and and in an instant she felt herself falling down faster like a whoosh, and instantly she was awake. Her chest hurt and her breathing was rough. She immediately looked herself in the mirror and her face pale.

BY Aswana

Some people see things. Other people feel things. And not to forgetting those who could only hear things. I can do all three before I decided to block my vision. I can see still but only in blurs not as clear as before... What I'm about to tell you is something I can only hear but not see. Maybe if I follow it I might see what it is but I was too scared.

I was 14 years old. We had a holiday trip. It was our last day in KK Sabah. My dad decided that on our last night we might pay a visit to nene tangah's house and stay there for the night as he promised that he would. In sabah there are kampongs belonged to the old bruneian community. Our histories have shown that before Brunei as it is now, we were a huge empire. Almost the whole of Borneo and parts of the philipines belonged to us. So it's not surprised if we have relatives in an around Sabah and other parts of Borneo.

One of these Kampongs is called Bongawan. It's a beautiful place. Still preserved with it's Kampong state. Wooded stilt houses, dirt roads you name it. It's all you could imagine of a kampong. They even have a Pekan that is still ancient and shops out of houses.You don't have to worry about languages and such cause these people they speak Brunei. The kind of dialect you would normally hear coming from Kampong Ayer residents. Mind you their Brunei Vocab is much more better than me. Our generation nowadays slowly forgotten our own unique language. It's a shame.

Let's just say it's our first time there (except for my dad tho). I never satyed in Kampong houses but it was an adventure for me. And I was excited of the prospect.When we were there everyone looked at us. More like staring. Macam rusa masuk kampong everyone was talking. It's the first time a Bruneian came to their place in a loooong time. And it delighted them.

Night came. I was asleep in one of the rooms with my brothers. My parents slept outside in the living room area with my two lil sisters.

I woke up. I couldn't sleep cause someone decided to play music in the middle of the night. On top of that I had the most excruciating stomach pain. I sat on my bed. Felt very sleepy. Such melodious tune. It's a sound of someone playing the flute. It sound so ancient and scary and so magic. But it was. It sound magic to me. The tune makes me feel like I want to go out and see who it was. In my mind a picture of a men in Yellow Royal Malay clothes sat under a tree playing the flute. He was handsome looking and very fair. I shook the image of my head. I tried to peek outside the wooden window but I was so scared.

I debated on whether to just go out and look for the guy with the flute or woke up my mother and ask her for minyak parut. I chose the latter. I woke my mom up. Told her I had this really sharp stomache ache.

"Meh.. Aku sakit parut." She woke up and gave me the ointment. I guess I'm not the only one who has the stomache ache dilemma.

I took it and woke her up again after a few mins of hesitation.
"Meh... di luar bising. Nda ku dapat tidur.."
"Eh bising apa? Manada bising. Balik saja ke bilik tidur. Mummy ngalih ni. Esok lagi balik awal"

Feeling disappointed I went back to my room and tried to go back to sleep with the noise.

I couldn't sleep. The sound was getting louder and louder almost piercing my ears. I was scared I might be deaf soon. I cried. I cried because of my stomach pain and also because I couldn't sleep due to the flute sound. Eventually I cried my self to sleep.

The next day, I told everyone that last night I heard someone playing the flute. I couldn't sleep.

My nene tangah said this:

"Orang bunian tu. Manggil. Ia kan bagi barang. Kalau kau kluar ia kan bagi kau buluh perindu."

My nene tangah sdaid it won't happen again. Because this thing it will not happen twice. But it could be something else too. I might not coming back if the thing decided to take me in.

I'm glad I didn't go out. I don't care if the thing buluh perindu is a good thing. Being taken away is not something I want in return either.

BY Aswana

I will try to tell a short story.

I was told about this story roughly around 2 years ago by my sister in law. At that time she was still my brother's fiance. We were in the kitchen exchanging weird unexplained stories after a delicious meal during lunch. My sister in law suddenly recalled of her sister's experience of a roadside terror.

They were convoying to go to bandar. My sister in law was with my brother in my brother's car following her sister who was driving alone in my sis in law's car leading the way. My sister in law's side of the family live in Lumut. They were on the old Lumut road, upon reaching the junction that leads to the highway they stopped to give way for traffic. When there's no more cars passing by, my borther was getting ready to move but his sis in law (lets named her Y) still stayed on the same spot. Not moving.

"Cuba hon ia c Y ah, angan2 kali ia tu..." My sis in law said.
So my borther did. They honed a few times but still the car didn't move. My sis in law was confused and annoyed. She was about to call her sister when suddenly Y moved and they continued their journey to Bandar.

"Napa c Y branti?" I asked.

"Iatah sudah balik rumah ku rista arahnya. Napa ia branti masih sedangkan nada lagi kereta"

This is what she told her:

"Nda kamu nampak kan?" Y asked her sis.
"Nampak apa? Mana ada kreta tadi. Lapang jua tu"
"Nda... ada kreta."
"Kreta?"
"Awu.. aku ani kan jalan dah skali ada kreta basaaaaaar... panjaaaaaaang.. melintas. Iatah ku branti.."

Dream BY Aswana

This is not a true story. But in fact it's something came from a dream. People say sometimes dreams can mean something. Others ckp mimpi atu mainan tidur saja. But if anyone can decode what our dreams mean isn't that good? I know Nabi Yusoff A.S can do that. Well I don't know how. I'm not sure if I should tell you this dream. But I'm not sure if I should not either. But since I've told this dream to my close friends before I guess it's ok to tell now.

Nya org kalu mimpi buruk nda bleh ceta arah org. If you still want to tell mesti sedekah kah or something. Nya orang lah...

Tapi what if we're not sure if our dream is a nightmare or not? If ada hantu2 of course consider nightmare kn... Tp if something weird bah Cemana...? I mean it's not really a scary dream tp something that makes you want to know what's the meaning of your dream. See if you guys can decode this dream of mine. What it means.. What its telling me...


I've had this dream lama sudah. At that time I'm staying over at my grandparents house... rumah nene...

In my dream atu I was in this huge garden. Lawa gardennya. Very pretty. Ada fountain lagi... So dalam my dream I was so happy bermain. But in my dream I'm not alone. Wherever I go ada tah jua lelaki ani yg always follow me around. Then aome to the point I was so sanak, annoyed with my "escort" ani. So I ask "Napa ko slalu ikut aku kan? Aku kan main sorang2 pun payah"

Then he replied "Di tempat ani semua org mesti berdengan. Aku penjagamu. Supaya kamu nda sasat"

"Bah.. manasajatah"

Then I saw a bridge. Jambatan ani lawa. Panjang. Made from marble. I was mesmerized with the jambatan. So I ask my escort ani.

"Jambatan apa tu? Mana tujunya?"

"Jambatan atu untuk ke tempat sebalah. Kamu nda bleh sana. Kana marah krg. Main saja disini"

I was curious. I told him that I want to go to that jambatan and cross the bridge to go to the other side. Luan penyibuk lah kan mau tau. But he stopped me. He said it was forbidden. But me bekaras jua wanna go there.

"Bah. Kalau kamu mau jua kesana terpaksa tah kesana sorang pasal aku nda dapat kesana. Aku tunggu di sini sampai kamu balik."

So I crossed the bridge. Below me was the lake or sea I think. As i was crossing the bridge suddenly halfway, the bridge turned into a very old wooden bridge. Macam kan rapuh saja nda. I stopped. I looked down, the wooden bridge got holes on it. I could see the sea below me. I was contemplating whether to turn back or to move on. I looked behid me from where I came, the escort still stood there waiting for me. When he saw me stopped he called me to come back. I looked infront of me. I could see that there's something at the other side. I moved on. I jumped trying to skip the holes, when I thought that I succeed suddenly the wooden bridge broke. I almost fell. I hung to the edges. I almost cried. I tried to pull myself up. I looked down below me the sea turned into hands trying to grab me. I was scared.

Suddenly a huge hand grabbed me. And I was back to the wooden bridge. I continued walking until I reached almost to the end. A few metres to the other side on the bridge sat a woman dressed in white. Her hair was in a mess. She looked sad. When she saw me She smiled. Circling her were little children.

I asked her "Kenapa kita duduk sorang2 disini?"

"Aku nda dapat masuk." She replied.
"masuk mana?"
"Tempat yg kan kau jalan atu lah..." Then she laughed.
"Napa kita nda balik saja ke sana"
"Aku mana dapat balik. Nda dapat masuk jua."

When she said that, my hair stood up.

"bah kalau nda aku jalan dulu lah. Aku kan liat apa ada di sana." I told her.
"Jalan tah" She said still smiling. "Kalau durang suruh"

I don't understand what she meant by durang. But I continued my journey and finally I reached the end of the bridge. There stood infront of me was a Huge gate. When I tried to open the gate suddenly timbul 7 org lelaki berdiri dapan gate. I was surprised. I looked at them curious. One of them was very old. He spoke.

"Buat apa kamu disini. Ani bukan tempatmu. Agatah balik."
"Aku kan masuk dalam. Aku kan liat apa ada sana"
"Bukan masamu. Balik tah"

Then they disappeared. And suddenly I woke up from the dream. My chest hurt. And I was gasping.

The First Possesion BY Aswana

This is not a story about things happening in MS Hostel. I wish I could tell you more about the happenings. Just that I've been having nightmares about it. Maybe I tell too much. So I guess I better cool it down for a while. :) But there will be a story today. About how I got possesed. Well I'm not entirely possesed just that I was half possesed.

Na kamu paham kan? Aku pun na paham awalnya... bear with me today... it's sort of long... :)


I was in UBD time atu. Dulu time our intake, there's curfew until 11.00pm. So by 11.00pm the gates will be closed/locked. I remember I was on my 2nd year I think or was it 3rd year... I can't remember well... pokoknya i'm not on my first year... :)

So me my my close friend at that time si RT, were bored. You see the thing with hostelites, like me and my friends, we like to take walks. And not only that we have the highest tendency of having insomnia. It's normal if we didn't sleep early eventho we have an early class the next day.

Anyways, we took a walk.. it was still early because I remember the gate was not locked yet.We went from girls hostel to DAL and back again. Along the way, on our back to hostel, my friend ani suddenly have this urge to cross the road and want to go to the taman. At that time it was still new and alum siap. There's suppose to launch that taman soon.

I looked at her and said NO.. T, I don't feel good rite now. It looks eerie. But she insists on going jua. Majal.

"Napa ko kan kesana?" I asked "Nda jua ada apa2 tu?"

"Ntah... mcm lawa tempatnya. Skjap sj.. tani liat skjp then balik."

"Bah.. skjp saja"

I don't feel right but the thing with my friend ani, she's very pemajal orgnya. So just for caution I read ayat kursi. Coz I feel uncomfortable and plus she's having her period. I said to myself.. anything can happen... Be ready for anything.

We visited the taman. It was sunyi. So sunyi. There's no wind. Like it's very still mcm time atu stopped. It's weirdly uncomfortable. My friend was so happy and kept on saying siok eh tempat ani... lawa ah... I just smiled at her and nodded in response.

"Bleh tani balik?" I suddenly said. "Ngantuk rasaku..."

To my surprise she agreed. So we went back to the hostel.

Outside the parking area I suddenly terpunduk at the road on the way to DAP. I still remember my reaction time atu. I was fully concious. I remember I feel so light headed. Very light headed like my body ani ringan and at the same time I also feel barat and tired.

My friend stopped with me. She looked at me weirdly.

"Ok ko kah?" She asked
"Entah... Kaki ku sangal and panat..."
"Ok. Tani balik ke bilik lah." She said.

Then I looked at her. I don't know why but I was angry. I don't want to go back YET. I want to explore more. So i said, "Nda. Aku nda mau balik. Aku mau jalan2 lagi. Tani jalan2 lah.. lagi. Mau?"

My friend suddenly marakkan matanya at me. She;s always like that wen ia marah.

"Balik. NOW! Sudah tah bejalan."

"INDA!!!" I shouted. I remember I shouted. I remember perfectly cause I was wondering to myself why was I panting so heavily. My breathing was so heavy and it sounded alien to me. I was surprised that i'm even angry and mad.

From that on my friend understood that I wasn't myself that night. "You're not my friend." She suddenly said. "Who are you?"

I was confused. Why is my friend asking me a stupid question? I asked to myself.

"T.. apakan yg ko cakap ani. I am me kali ah..." I was laughing at her when I said it. At that time I think it was funny. Cause I saw the frightened look on her face. It felt "fun" seeing her so scared.

She kept saying you're not my friend. And she mentioned how my eyes were so bright and how the real me would never shouted in anger. You see, I'm the type of person who have a very low temper. I RARELY get angry. I'm pretty much a peacemaker.

The she said "Bah lajutah tani jalan. Tani panggil M bawa kretanya. Tani jalan2. Ok."

I was happy wen she said that. I immediately agreed.

We went to hostel. Knocked on my other friend's room M. I greeted her with a big smile. "Lets go jalan". I said.

Then I heard my friend RT said to her that I was being possesed and that we need to go see this Packcik T, an org pandai. I was furious. I don't want to go to some Pakcik T house. Apa da sana?

Then my friend started crying. She said "You're not yourself. Cuba ko pikirkan. Ko mana pandai marah. Tapi ani ko marah2. Tani jumpa Pakcik T dulu kalau ko nda kana possesed then inda. Tani cuba saja. You look different bah.."

I looked at her. Inside I was sad. But outside I smiled. Then I suddenly felt silent. And then I feel angry. And then I feel sad again. Then I suddenly said, "Bah ok T. Tani jumpa. Tapi banar T aku nda kana. Aku sadar masih ni." But I was not so sure with myself either. I read ayat kursi to her to make her believe that I was ok. Then I was happy again suddely feel heady. But just to be on the safe side we went to see him, Pakcik T.

Inside the car, my friend pasang the quran channel. I was angry.

"Boring eh. Apa ni. Pasang Kristal FM bah!! Kristal FM"

"Ko liat . You are kana possesed!!" My friend shouted to me.

I was so pissed I glared at her. That was so not me. I suddenly realised that maybe something IS wrong with me. So I sobered up. Then I suddenly cried. "What's happening to me? Why am I crying?" I asked my friends.

"It's ok. We're going to see him.Ok" my friend soothed me.

Then I laughed. "Aku ok what? Napa? Kamu takut?"

Seriously, I don't know why I said that to them. Then my friend M, nyaringkan the volume of the quran channel. I closed both my ears. I was breathing heavily. gasping even. Suddenly I feel like I can't breathe. In my head I was confused I can hear my mind saying this "Napakan aku? Napa ku kan? Napa ku cenami?" I started crying again.

Then suddenly I stopped crying. And I said this. "Drg ikut... Laju! Laju jgn sampai drg terbubut... Bnyk drg.."

Honestly I have no idea why I said that. I remember looking behind me at the back of the car while my friend sped to our destination. But I see nothing. But I was uneasy. I felt like I was being followed. Both my friends was so scared they increased again the car radio's volume.

At Pakcik T's house, I was smiling. I said my salam greeting. But as I stepped in, I suddenly felt nervous. My body shooked. I felt cold. I quickly said to my friend that I want to go home.

"Aku ok bah kamu. Aku baca ayat kursi ah... aku ok.." But at the end of the ayat I forgot what I was suppose to read. My mind was blank.

Pakcik T looked at me. "Bah kemari. Suruh ia masuk ke sini" he said to my friend RT.

My friend ushered me in. Nada papa tu ia cakap.

"Awu. tau ku." I said to her. "Mana ku takut."

Pakcik T asked my name. I was quite. I was trying to say it outloud but my voice got stuck in my throat. I couldn't speak. My body suddenly shook violently. I was restless. I kept looking sideways. I was breathing heavily. Then I said "Aku tau namaku. Tapi aku nda tau napa aku nda dapat sabut namaku"

Then he handed me a piece of paper and a pen. "Dapat tulis?" he asked. I nodded. So I wrote down my name. My Full name he instructed me. And I did.

Inside that room, Pakcik T just kept silent. He just stared at me. That's weird. I glared at him. "Napakan org ani. Nya kan ubati aku. Napa tia tahan2 ani? Ani pedah ni" I said dlm hati.

Then I heard the sound of dogs howling. I looked at the window.

"Napa? Ia manggil kau? Jgn di layan. Apa ko dangar?"

"Anjing."

"Berapa ekong?"

"Banyak. Aku kan liat di luar" I said.

I don't know what made me. It's like I couldn't even control my own actions. I was going to stand up and walk to the window when Pakcik T stopped me. "Duduk dulu. Bercerita tani dulu. Dari mana kamu tadi."

So I sat down again. I told him what happened. He said "Ko nada papa. Angin saja."

"Kenapa kan dengan aku?" I asked him.

"Bini2 atu kan masuk rahmu. Asal saja ia masuk ko nangis. Tapi ada dua org laki2 ani tarik ia, suruh jangan. Drg marah."

"Huh? 2 org laki2?"

Then he kept quite. "Apa 2 org laki2?" I pestered him again.

"Nada papa. Kana angin saja."

I tried to closed my ears again the howling kept on and it's louder then farther. then louder then farther again.

"Bini2 atu awal2 sikut di belakangmu iatah ko rasa barat kn? Nda ia dapat masuk. Ia dpt bisik ke telinga mu sj. Sebab atu ko masih sadar. Maritah aku buangkan angin di badanmu."

He made this imaginary pull from my ears. After then I stopped hearing the howlings. Then he used this pepper and gilir the end of my fingers. It was painful. I cried. Then after he finished I was silent. And suddenly everything was clear to me. I can feel that I am myself again. I'm not shaken anymore. I felt as if I'm free.

We didn't get back to the UBD hostel. Instead we went to my friend T's uncle's house to spend the night cause it's already late like around 2 a.m. I was so angry with what happened to me. I couldn't even believe that I almost get myself kerasukan.

The next day my favourite shoes kna gigit anjing. The weird thing is only my shoes yg kana gigit anjing.My friends shoes were fine. still in good condition. I went back to the hostel barefooted.



Note: Around 4 years ago I told my close friend RT what happened to me with the Keris and Jinns thing. She told Pakcik T. Pakcik T said he had known their existence with me when he met me. Just that ia nda kana suruh tell me by them, takut that I might freak out or something. That being possesed thing happened early 2002 or maybe 2003. So I guess they exists way earlier before that. I just need to know when or how I got this from then. But then I remember my nene tangah selalu give me mandi. Of all my siblings I'm the one yg ia slalu bagi mandi to. I don't know why but it's just something I find nda puas hati with. If my nene tangah knew something he should let me know. I can handle it right? I mean it's not like I didn't see weird things when I was small jua.

MS Hostel BY Aswana

Story #5 My first encounter

Before I continue my story I like to tell you first about my mulah nene tangah. This story is interconnected somehow with what I'm gonna tell you now and in the future. You see my nene tangah is what brunei people would call as "org pandai" or org pandai meliat. He passed away around 4 years ago. He's not a Bruneian Nationality here, but he is Bruneian. He's actually my grandfather's (From my father's side) brother. He's from Sabah, in a kampung called Bongawan.

On my first day of school/ or hostel in MS he was there. Because before my school starts, we had a doa selamat ceremony. He was also there when my parents sent me to the hostel on my first day. He came along too. I don't know what my parents discussed with him but it's like he knew things. Well he can see things too. I remember my dad asking him that day because of the reply that my nene told him.

"Apatah Tangah usulnya? Ok?"

"Tunggu dulu" he replied.

I was not allowed to enter my room yet (that's why I was late). Not allowed to go up either. My nene tangah stayed silent. He looked around the building.

"Banyak usulnya... Mengacau ni. Nda papa tu. Ada sudah kunyit."

Then he looked at me and then he smiled.He gave me this kunyit already wrapped in white clothe. Attached with it a safety pin. I remember clearly his words to me when he gave me that kunyit.

Jangan lalu bawah sidaian. Jangan bawa masuk Jamban. That's the pantang that I must comply with.

So I obediently follow the rules. I don't go under sidaian. Or bring the kunyit masuk toilet. My first two weeks was a breeze. I'm not scared. But then it happened. I was in hurry to go to the toilet. Got a major stomach ache. So I accidentally bring the kunyit with me to the toilet. I was worried. I called my mom straight away and told her. I don't remember what she told me though. But I remember I still kept the kunyit with me. But the next day I found that the kunyit turned bad. There's fungi all over it. Weird. I said to myself.

That's when all the scary thing happen. That's the starting point, the ice breaker when I started seeing things and encounter all these.

Sometimes I woke up subuh² just because i want to pee. Nature calls or whatever you call it. :). Every other night there's nothing mysterious or scary happen to me. But this one night was the scariest encounter I've ever had eversince I stayed there at that hostel. You can say, this is my first encounter of the she.

I was still sleepy. I needed to pee. I looked at the clock on my bedside shelf (a makeshift one made from wooden plank fitted between the spaces of two almari). It was almost 4. Me and my roomate had this competition going on between us. You know like sapa yg paling awal datang skool to beat that boy who came to skool really early like by 6 he's already there. Till now I don't know who that guy is (name i mean). It annoyed us to know that's he's always early but he's not even a hostelite. But this time just to beat her on sapa paling awal masuk surau.

Anyways, it was almost four. I looked at my roomate. She's still sleeping. I smiled in satisfaction. "Yes ia balum bangun.Baik ku mandi dulu before ia" Still feeling sleepy and a lil bit drowsy I packed my things, my kain, my toiletries, my towels and my baldi and gayung. Shower di hostel girls dulu tu na baik. Baik pulang tp slalu tersumbat. Banjir. So it's convenient for us girls to mandi next to the sink. There's a pipe there.

As I was going out from my room, closing the door slowly afraid my roomate terbangun, I turned around to start to move to my destination. The toilet. See the toilet in my blok next to my room have always been vacant. Nada berpakai cause it's clogged. Flooded lah. So for that floor, we have to use the other blok side punya toilet which is located on the same floor jua. So as i was closing the door, something caught my eye. Cause I was facing the toilet (the working one) and I saw someone just came out from it. I stopped in my tracks.

She was gliding the hallway from the other side's toilet to the toilet next to my room. I couldn't see her face cause it was covered by her hair. She stopped suddenly when she almost near my blok's toilet door. I stood frozen unable to move. I think I even forgot to move. She stood only few metres infront of me. I was waiting for her to turn but she didn't. She just stood still as if waiting. I suddenly remembered my kunyit. But I left it in the room. On my bed. So i did what I always did when I'm scared. Baca Ayat Kursi while I stood there looking at her. After I finished my ayat kursi. She moved. I kept on reading very fast. But she didn't go to me. She just went pass the toilet. As if that's her home right there. I still stood there not dared to move even an inch, still baca dlm hati the ayat kursi.

Then the door to my room opened. I jumped. It was my friend. She woke up and getting ready to mandi. She screamed when I jumped infront of her.

"Tekajut ku ko ani eh" She said. "Napa ko? Mcm nampak antu saja"

I didn't tell her what happened. We went to the toilet together. I asked her to take a different route. Detour ke belakang instead. She was curious and suspicious though but she knew not to ask. Guess she figured out by herself that something must have happened. We didn't compete again after that. You know the part yg sapa paling awal bangun. I already knew sapa paling awal.

Note: Antubrunei, as I was browsing the web I found one of the photogs who took pictures of the girls hostel. This was in 2005. But these pictures time renovations being done to the place. Just wanted you to show what the hostel looked like back then and where my room was. Just a visual it's the one that being taken from the rooftop, It's still the same just that it's got new paint. My old room was on the first floor on the left. It's the first room. That's the room that's being said to be haunted. And next to it was the toilet.

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Story #4: Knock Knock Bang!

Orang tua2 always cakap. You can't selalu beibun too much. There's a word I remember my friend told me. Masap.Well that night we had so much fun laughing and joking around. We slept pretty late. I remember we were singing too. It was a night to remember.

As usual we slept late. This is on a different room. We hostelites like to sleepover on people's rooms. But my room never got a sleepover. And like always I was awoken in the middle of the night again. I wish I could sleep like the dead, like most of my friends but no, it was always me who was alert to all these noises. This time there's no singing. But this time is more worse. Our door to our room got knocked by an angry person. I could even see the door shook. I was scared that it might finally fall down and whoever or whatever that is who was angrily knocking might get inside.

You see MS Hostel is pretty old. The place looks like it might fall down any minute. The door is so buruk you can just hit the door and it will burst open. The handle is like broken and we use a lock (Mangga ah..) to secure the door from inside.

It's a good thing there's an Al-Quran laid on the top of the door-sill (there's like a space like a shelf on top of the door and window like a window sill but it's on top). But still that doesn't stop me from being worried. The banging kept on and I found myself asleep through the whole process.

The next day all of them asked me if i heard strange noises last night. I told them I did. And one of them told me that she heard the banging so clear cause her bed was next to the door and she heard a female voice calling to her and said:

"Lai. Buka pintu eh. Ani babu ni datang mengaga kau. Buka eh lai..."

She knew that it's not her mom. She almost got lured to believe that's her and almost this close to open the door. That she realise that her mom's in Temburong and why would her mom came by in the middle of the night. The hostel's gate was locked. She didn't open the door. But the calling was more angry. That's how the banging got so fierce cause we didn't want to open the door. Imagine if she did.

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Story #3: The Singing

I woke up feeling scared. It was my first month here. I don't really like the place especially my room. It feels eerie. I'm a light sleeper. I tend to wake up to small noises. But that night it's not noises that awoken me from my sleep. It's a singing voice. Like a sad song. It sounded distant but it's near. I opened my eyes made nervous glances on both sides. Both my roomates peacefully asleep.

"Sapakan tu? Sapa lagi menyanyi tengah-tengah malam buta ani kan?" I said to myself.

My room was spacious. It could fit 10 single beds. There's only 3 of us in that room. I tried getting back to sleep. But the singing... It's deafening my ears! There's windows on both sides. My bed was in the middle. The ceiling fan above me suddenly didn't work again after being repaired a week ago.We slept with one light on cause one of my roomate's afraid of the dark. Then I saw both curtains on both windows blew on the same direction inwards.

I said to myself again, "Aii? Patutnya kalau satu labu sebalah ani kampis tia"

I didn't notice that there's something eerie until I feel my hair stood up. I don't know where I had the courage to look on my left, but I did. And I saw her. She was dressed in white. Her back to me. Her long hair almost reached my bedside. I shut my eyes. Automatically Ayat kursi was all I could think of. But I was so scared I stumbled on every ayat. I took out the yassin under my pillow and place it next to my ear.

I don't know how long I tried to keep myself calm when the singing stop. The sound of Azan at the background can be heard from the nearby Serusop mosque. I brave myself to open my eyes and glance to my left. She was gone.

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Story #2: The Suicide room

It was our first day as an MS student. First day as a hostelite even. You know how that felt right. Alone not knowing anyone. It's scary.

There's this room in the MS hostel. It was my first year room. It's on the first floor. It's next to the empty unused toilet of that floor. It's the room that was being rumored to belong to the girl who killed herself cause she got pregnant. Yup I lived in that room for a year. How brave of me (not). The story as told to me was that she hanged herself on the room's ceiling fan. I was surprised why there's no maintenance being done to it. I was being told that org lamah semangat will see the blood on the floor right where she killed herself.And you know what? One of the fan was actually didn't work. It's crooked even like something heavy hanged itself there.

I didn't see it. But my friend did. She saw the blood. She was the one to be assigned that room but she was scared so she persuade her dad to tell the people in charge to move her to a different room. Who isn't right? I was late. So I was given that room. I was not being told of it until the end of my first year. No wonder I had the weird things happening in that room.

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Story #1: The Warden

This happen masa time di hostel MS. Warden hostel MS don't live in the hostel quarters. She's only around during the day. Kiranya ia working office hours lah jaga hostel saja. I remember we had a sport activity. I was an athlete dulu. School team for my netball team. It's the only sport that I like playing just for fun. Not to win. Then something happened. That part I don't quite remember. All I remember warden kami time atu marah bebanar to one of the hostelites, if I'm not mistaken the seniors lah. Basar lah suaranya meneriaki org. Bear in mind, warden kami atu very high pitch suaranya. So kalau ia start marah, org yang dalam bilik di tingkat 3 pun bleh terdangar suaranya dgn clear...

Subuh came. It was around 2 or 3? I can't remember. Almost semua penghuni hostel terbangun terkajut. Cause drg terdangar suara warden teriak. Yup. It was being repeated. the whole scene of screaming and shouting with the exact same dialogue. I was sadar cause I'm a very light sleeper. The smallest noise will wake me except when I'm very tired and all, then I will tidur mati. I don't know if ada org berani get out of their rooms that night just to make sure if it's really the warden. But yeah, we're to pintar for that not to be busybody.