spiritual: 09/17/09

This story happened in a local university campus. You see, back in those days when hand phone was something unheard of, not much of a common asset or only something that the “rich” people could afford, all students use the phone at a phone booth located near their hostel.

One late night, this student was hanging on the phone for a very long time chatting with his girlfriend. Although he knew people were waiting in line, he just kept on yakking on the phone ignoring the frustration of the others. After about an hour or so, the crowd dwindled to just one more person standing behind him. After a while, he heard the person asking him if he was going to take a very long time but he just ignored him and kept on chatting. In fact, he was quite irritated that the person wasn’t using the other phone booth which was located not far away from the one he was using.

It was not long when he suddenly noticed that the person behind him had no legs. He immediately felt something amiss and told his girlfriend that he had ran out of coins and needed to head back to the hostel. After hanging up the phone, he immediately turn and walked away. He did not even dared to look up as he was afraid of what he might see.

While waiting for the elevators, he whistled a tune just to get off the scary experience that he just encountered. As the elevators came, he walked into the empty elevator and pressed on the button that would bring him to his dormitory floor. In the elevator, he suddenly heard the same voice that spoke to him at the phone booth laughing and said “Oh, so you do realize that you ran out of coins huh?”. Needless to say, the guy fainted.

University Utara Malaysia (UUM) . Have you heard of the bus incident? Yes? Well, I’ve always thought that it was nonsense right until that very day, it changed the way I thought about ghost stories. It happened during the holiday break when the campus is most serene. It was already late in the evening and being one of the committee members that holds the induction for new students, I had to be there to prepare the hall for the newbies.

At that time, we were at the Hall known as Dewan Peperiksaan when my friend asked if I wanted to follow her to the washroom. I thought why not and we walked together to the washroom. The washroom was located at the far end of the corridor and we had to pass a place where the Surau is. The corridor was pretty dark except for some occasional lights and the even the Surau was pitch black. As we were passing by the Surau, I suddenly heard sounds of children playing and laughing. I was pretty puzzled since I could hear very clearly that the noises came from the pitch black surau. My goosebumps immediately appeared and I asked my friend if she heard anything. My friend did not respond and merely just asked me to walk faster. We increased our walking speed, hurried to the washroom to finish our business and walked back to the Dewan Peperiksaan.

It was not until we reached the bright hall that my friend admitted that she heard exactly what I heard. You see, as my study term came to an end, the stories I hear about of girls suddenly going hysterical out of a sudden to the extend that they even act and speak in different voice was common. I even personally had an experience myself. It happened when I was showering when I saw the gentle charming girl I knew acting all crazy running around and screaming in a man’s voice. The next thing I knew, all her friends were chasing after her trying to hold her down and after more people came to help, they brought her to the Ustaz (religious teacher) who managed to “calm” her down.

Sarah and her family have a habit of going back hometown during late nights just because they simply preferred traveling in the night. Although most people advised against it but they didn’t care as traveling late night seemed like a more convenient way as their kids would be fast asleep in the car.

Because Sarah stays in Kelantan she has to pass by Gua Musang on her way back and from home. During the nights, she would experience fragrant smells in her car when they passed by the area. At times, it would be the smell of rotten stench that one could not have endured for more than 5 minutes. But most of the time, these smells would go as sudden as it came.

That night was the same as any night, Sarah once again had warned her husband not to drive too fast or try racing with other drivers on the road before the start of the journey. Of course, just as usual, her husband would not heed her advice. As soon as they reached the Gua Musang area, Sarah who was at that time fast asleep, woke up with a jolt with the feeling the car was going faster. It was then she noticed that her husband was “racing” with another car on the road. Sarah kept quiet as she knew her naggings would only turn deaf ear and look straight ahead the road. Both her husband and the other driver was driving head on head next to each other when she suddenly felt the car going slow. Surprised, Sarah asked her husband what was wrong but he did not reply. He was quiet the whole journey and Sarah decided not to press on that matter.

The very next day, Sarah’s husband admitted that he saw clearly a headless driver when their car were next to each other and thought it was better to “lose” the racing.

My friend was driving alone at around 8pm heading towards KL on one lonely night after his work duties in Johor. It was just another exit at Ayer Hitam and he would be reaching the Yong Peng exit. Everything was as per normal as he drove through this highway a dozen times before as his work requires him to travel to Johor quite frequently. However, this time was slightly different as he needed to rush back home that same night.

As he was reaching that exit, one car honked at him. As the car was passing, he saw the driver pointing at him. Although he was puzzled, he did not stop and continued driving. Then another car honked at him. Again, the driver of that car pointed at him. However, this time was different, the driver was persistent and kept on giving him signal to stop. My friend immediately thought that he had a flat tyre and stopped at the emergency late to check out his car. At the same time, that driver that had asked him to stop also stopped beside him.

The driver immediately told his friend that he had been in danger if he would have continued to drive as the driver saw something hanging onto his car rooftop. The thing that he saw was a pale woman with long hair and bloody mouth.

TAMAN DESA HOSPITAL GHOST




My friend met an accident a few years back and was hurt on his backbone. Because of the injury sustained was quite serious, he was forced to stay at the Taman Desa Hospital, Kuala Lumpur.

Doctors there advised him to stay in the bed for almost year not allowing him to move around for fear might cause further damage. Within the one year he stayed at The Taman Desa Hospital, he could hear mysterious noises and even see mysterious people appearing by his bedside. Here’s what he has to say:

People always say that hospital happends to be one of the most haunted place on earth. Most probably, its due to the number of deaths occurred in one place more than anywhere. During the period I stayed in Taman Desa Hospital, I was haunted by mysterious noises and people. Actually I never realized that there were ghost lurking along the hospital corridors. Every night, I could hear the children playing and laughing just outside the lobby the floor I stayed in but I did not suspect anything although it did occur to me before why were not the nurses bothered by the children who should be at bed in the late hours.

One day, a lady (she looked quite the rich and fussy type) admitted into the bed next to mine. At night as usual, the noises of children playing and laughing started and it went on the whole night. The next morning, the lady grumbled of lack of sleep due to the noises down at the lobby. Again, that very night, the noises started again. This time, the lady could not take it anymore and even asked me if I was bothered by noises. I simply shrugged because to tell the truth, I was already used to it. The lady then called the nurse attending the night shift and scoleded her for not keeping the children’s voices low. The nurse simply replied she could not hear a thing but the lady insisted that the nurse was lying. It was not until the next morning another day shift nurse told her that there was nothing they could do because these are ghost children.

Another encounter I had was when I was just admitted into the Taman Desa Hospital. At one time, I was awaken by an old man standing visiting my bed neighbors. Every day I could see him standing there smiling at me when I noticed him but he never spoke a word to the person he was visiting. The evening my girlfriend was sleeping soundly by my bedside when I was suddenly awaken. As usual I saw the old man and smiled back at him. This time around around, he spoke to me. We chatted for while until the old man told me he had to leave. We said our goodbyes and he left. My girlfriend woke up and asked me who I was talking to and I told her about the old man that always visited my bed neighbor. She looked at me with a funny look and asked me who I was talking about. She could not see any old man at all. Until now,I never saw the old man again.

2 days ago, when we post about Aishah story was published, somehow this site experienced some server problem and was unaccessible.

And one of my friend to tell me that. Apparently she is interested in ghost stories but she very scary to read about it in this blog.

Anyway, to compensate that, let me offer you this story of mine. It happened on my 1st sem in INSTEDT, when I stayed in the dorm.

I was sharing room with a girl named Seha, Kak Eira and Atin, and our room has a tiny window we used to dry our laundry. Our room was located on the top floor, 4th floor.

One morning, I was awakening by this horrible scream, just outside of our balcony. It sounded just outside of our window. It was very scary, sharp pitch, painful scream. And it was like floating in the air, near and far, up and down. One moment it was like on our balcony, the next moment it was above it, etc.

Old sweat all over me, I dare not to open my eyes, not even to stir around.
For perhaps a few minutes, the mosque started broadcasting its prayer, then the sound just disappeared.

Then, my roommate’s voice came, “Ejae, are you awake?”
“Yes, Seha, you hear that?”
“Ya, what is that?”

We were puzzled, but we quickly forgot about it.
The next morning, it repeated! It was repeated for 2-3 days. We checked around, apparently other rooms also heard it, but not on the 1st day we heard. We reported to the dorm head, who was trying to calm us.

Guess what? It ended also very abruptly. It ended just on the day that I was trying to record it.

I prepared my tape recorder, holding it in my blanker, wide awoke waiting for it to happen, but it did not. And it was gone.

This picture is my lil brother (Auni) after we went to shopping at Pavillion in Kuala Lumpur around 2 a.m. Try to look near my brother and zoom in. You will see the ghost. trust me.. this is not a edited from anyone. -PUT3-