SCARY EXPERIENCE: I CAN SEE GHOST I could not see.

I could not see. The lodger exuded the most foul stench imaginable. I
could sense if it was in the house. It stayed mainly at the backyard behind
the toilet. I was not scared but I was not keen on having it around.
Ever since we were staying in one of the government quarters Off
The first time I was aware of its presence, it gave me goosebumps
Jalan Peel (which has been demolished to make way for Ikea), I have
and my hair stood on ends. There was no fear but I was panic-stricken
feared big trees. I was scared of the cermai tree that grew behind the wall
that, after a sojourn of peace with no sightings nor encounters, it had
of our courtyard. The family dining area overlooked the courtyard. Doing
started again. I always wondered how the lodger looked like – I got my
homework after school at the dining table, having brunch or tea was
wish on a drizzly grey day. After asar prayers, I took my Quran to recite.
perfectly alright... but at nightfall, studying or having dinner there was, to
Lo, and behold! What appeared before me snatched my sanity away
say the least, an anxious experience for me. I would see a lady in white
temporarily! I caught sight of a pair of gigantic legs astride, spanning the
perched between the branches, from a distance. She was shrouded in
distance of my hall and a bit of the dining area, and the rest of him was
darkness and I couldn’t make out if she had long or short hair but
above the house. This was no wispy Casper! I backed away inching
surprisingly I could feel her smiling eerily at me. When I mentioned it to
slowly to exit my blue front door, focusing on the pattern of my marble
Mak, she brushed it aside and treated it as an overactive imagination of a
floor. When I looked up, he had vanished. I didn’t have time to feel scared
six-year-old. I brushed it aside too but I dare not look up from my plate
as I was caught totally by surprise.
at dinner time.
I taught at an international school. At one time, we had to bring
Some years later, after coming back from my studies abroad, as
the students to this lovely campsite near Port Dickson, the thematic
newlyweds, my husband and I moved to our own place, a small near-
accommodation had wigwams, wagons and rustic log cabins. The girls
dilapidated house in Taman Pertama, near a vast field which was lined
slept in one of the rustic houses and the teachers took turns to keep watch
with tall droopy weeping trees. The house which belonged to my cousin
at night. I had the graveyard shift (1am-5am). The night ticked away
had been left unoccupied for some time, so he was only too glad to have
uneventfully but, as dawn approached, we teachers trudged across the
us move in. I remember painting my front door blue to brighten the house.
field to our tents. Against the pitch black sky were myriads of wispy white
In the nine months we stayed there, I felt the presence of a lodger whom
beings, flying. I asked my colleague who was looking ahead, what she
saw and how she felt, hoping to get some response on the flying objects.
She was oblivious to them; all she said was that she was only too glad to HERE IS A LIST OF USEFUL PHRASES TO CREATE SUSPENSE IN YOUR
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get back to bed. She obviously did not see them, I thought, crest-fallen.
She was not aware of their presence. • At that point…..
• During the minutes/hours/days/ that followed…
That night, at prayer time my student, a young boy, came up to • All of a sudden…
me and told me about a lady in white on the tree who was looking • Out of blue….
intensely at me while I was reciting prayers. I was relieved that there was • As quick as lightning/ As fast as she could…
• He’d never been in such an extreme situation…
someone else who could see those beings and I was not alone. Recently,
• Without thinking further…
while I was trekking along Jalan 15 and calling for my cat Wilson at 5am, • There was no sign of…
I caught sight of what I thought was a crane which loomed high against • He thought of a plan…
the dark dawn sky. It turned out not to be a crane but an extremely tall • To make things worse…
figure dwarfing the houses at the end of the road. In that split second, I • They were just about to give up when…….

saw him turning his head to look at me before making his way back
towards the virgin jungle which lined the horizon. The scariest truth is
that this is not a spiced-up horror flick with suspense written into the
script; it really happened to me. The supernatural beings made themselves
visible to me! The knowledge that among the human population, I stood
out like a beacon to them and kindled their interest enough for them to
come into my realm is most disturbing and extremely petrifying!

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