Any Ghost Stories to share?

how about the NEA people? when they knock on ur door and they find out that you are pretending to be not home, i heard bad luck will happen....

Tell them it's the 7th Month and any logical person would be smart enough not to open up the door for ANYONE during this period and if they are "seeking your assistance regarding some environmental issues" then sucks to be them because you won't be opening your door for them...especially when behind the men in suit you see an old lady or a garung guni man.
 
ok got two.

last year, was soccer year for me in secondary school.
me and my friends played soccer anytime we;re not studying.
so we came early like 6am to play soccer before sch starts.
thn one day, i came arnd 5.50am, thn no one was there yet, so i started kicking the ball alone.
thn th ball went near th DNT room, which was dark and obviously empty.
thn i heard a reeeaaaallly old handphone ringtone, followed by a crying girl.
man i was so freaked out, i left th soccer ball there and ran to sit with the security guard..weird.

story no. 2.
one time, NCC had this Mt. Ophir (gunung ledang) expedition climb.
so on the first night in Malaysia, we stayed at some cheap2 resort.
the rooms were built horizontal to each other, but going upslope.
me and my friends got the second room, nearest to th bottom la.
hmms, i forgot wht our room num was, lets say its 101.
th most bottom room was vacant.
so we decided to call those above rooms ah, disturb everyone..
then we called, making ghostly sounds and stuff, just by pressing 102-110 on the phone.
so, I(stupidly) decided to just call the vacant room ah, thinking nthg will happen.
so we called, and to our surprise, someone picked up, and breathed heavily on the phone.
we panicked, but went to room 100 to check it out, and sure, it was vacant.

part two to story two.
as we were climbing the mountain, halfway, it got dark, so we set up tent.
4 men in 2 men tent.
thn we slept, till abt 3am, me and one friend in the tent were awaken by th sound of our tent being unzipped.
we both were stunned, but still zipped it back.
while zipping, i shined th torchlight for him to see la, thn i shined outside, which led me to see a huge white figure(goosebumps writing this at 1.11am)
i quickly zipped up th remaining part of th zip.
next night we slept in th tent, same thing happend at the same time, but this time, the other two guys in th tent heard it.

true story.
 
ooo lim chu kang lane ? cycled there once, in the day. Theres this old abandoned block at the end of the road just before the coast station
 
I know Nee Soon Camp isn't clean. It's not been clean for a long time. Recently some medic trainee saw something and decided to challenge it. He got possessed and even the Enciks had a hard time calming everyone down. Heck, even some of the Enciks got scared
 
Four true stories from me. The first, definitely the scariest, happened to my father and his siblings many years ago. The second, third and fourth are similar and are my own experiences. So here goes. I'm feeling a little freaked just relating it.

In the case of my father and his siblings' experience, I will respect their privacy and confidentiality by using letters as representations.

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This thread just reminded me of possibly the creepiest ghost story I've heard - and all the more creepy because it happened to my father and his many siblings, and they're certainly not kidding when they tell the story. Having felt the presence of evil spirits often, I believed them immediately.

Anyway, here goes. It happened a while ago when my father was still a young man. Back then, they rented this bungalow in Changi, right on the beach. At that time my father's eldest sister, X, was already married.

So when they went there, X's husband, Y, fell sick immediately, so sick that he couldn't move much. That was the first indication.

My father and one of his brothers decided to swim that day as well, but they had this eerie, weird feeling and both decided at the same time to skip the swimming.

After that, X started hearing strange sounds, and glimpsed shadows in the bungalow on many occasions. She was really terrified, but they could not do much as her husband, Y, was still very sick. Nevertheless, they left within a day or two.

After this story, I always think twice about staying in Changi. I've stayed at Aloha resort before and felt nothing, thankfully.

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This happened to me, this time. It happened three times - twice in my own home and once in a hotel in Korea.

First time, it was right in my own home. At that time I was still living in Bartley road. I recently bought a CD which I suspected was pro-Satanism, but I kept telling myself that if I don't listen to the lyrics, I'd be fine. It's a death metal CD, anyway, so it is easy to not make out lyrics. That same night I felt a presence in my room, something evil that was for sure. I ran out of my room immediately, but returned later because it was my room, and I won't entertain evil spirits chasing me out of my own room. That night was the first time I did a cleansing by myself. Basically, I simply told the evil spirits, in the name of Jesus, to leave and not come back. The presence disappeared immediately.

The second time, I had been staying in my Woodlands flat for less than a year and a half, I think. My cats began acting up that night in ways I had never seen before. They hissed, backed away, arched their backs and kept staring at one corner of my kitchen. When I went to investigate, I felt a sensation of being watched by something evil. It was a similar and just as strong feeling as the previous experience. But it stayed in the kitchen because my house is a Christian home and most of it has been prayed over. So I once again did a cleansing.

The third time was in South Korea, but it wasn't as bad as the experiences in my own home. It was a modern hotel in Seoul, and the minute I stepped into the cozy-looking hotel, I felt that something was wrong. But it wasn't very strong so in the end nothing happened. But I definitely felt something wrong, however mild it was. Thankfully, nothing happened and we managed to get a good night's sleep.

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Thankfully, I've never seen any spirits, but feeling them is bad enough.
 
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btw, the muslim beliefs tt during the mth of Ramadan, all the ghost,devils kena tie up.
so there will no disturbance :)

yea the irony eh. haha. yea my house also can feel. but never see. thank God i cannot see man. really. otherwise ill walk off and cry. Thing is this, my whole family heard whispers of their names before. but i havent yet. its in the living room and study room. woah shit man. so scary. thank God i sleep with my sister now:) not as scary.

My sister told me this la. Her indians friend interested in the 7 month concert at voidecks? u know? yea so they went to sit at the front row cause vacant. they got scolded like mad cause the front rows are supposedly where the _______ are suppose to "sit". lol then they sit there. best.
 
Well, now that's its the 7th Month, I'll tell a story my old Physics teacher once told me. He encountered this first hand.


Well, he was (and still is) the teacher-in-charge for NCC Land. Many years ago, there was a particular combined camp that involved many NCCs from various schools. Being the teacher in charge, he had no choice, but to go.
Not that the location of the camp was an old, colonial-years type building.
He stepped of the bus, took a look at the building, and swore. The looks of it creeped him out, and one step into the building already gave him the chills. Given the choice, he would rather turn to his boys, order them back on the bus, and drive all the way back to school.
Mind you, this came from one of the most fearsome teachers back in school. Probably didn't help that it WAS the 7th month at that time
Oh well, suck it up, some may say. So he did, and brought his boys into the camp. He, however, was constantly on his toes for any thing out of the blue that may pop out.
So, over the next few days, nothing out of the blue happened.
Last night eventually came, and to his dismay, he found out that he was the duty teacher that night. That creepy feeling never went away over the days, but he sucked it up as none of the other teachers had reported anything over the various nights.
So, that night, he was happily watching television. It was in the really wee hours in the morning, when he heard loud screams. He jumped - he hadn't been anticipating it. Standing up, he was surprised to see a bunch of boys running towards him in various states of undress, some still having shampoo and soap on their body.
Of course, if he thought he was surprised at what he saw, what he heard made him shiver.
The boys, apparantly, had just came back from the last late night activity, and finally managed to make some time for a bath. Somehow, when they were bathing, the lights had suddenly switched off by itself, and the water supply, cut. The boys, had quickly attributed it to a work of a ghost.
My teacher was really swearing to himself. Of all days there had to be trouble, it always had to be the day he was doing duty.
So, attempting to put on a brave front, he grabbed a torch and ordered the boys to lead him to the toilet.
Upon reaching the entrance to the shower, he flicked on his torch, and gingerly stepped in.
Without a sound, all the lights suddenly came back on!
Immediately, all the boys screamed and ran away. If my teacher hadn't been preoccupied, he would have thought that it was quite funny to see boys screaming (and running) completely naked down the hall.
Anyway, my teacher had no choice but to act brave. He immediately challenged whatever was there to show itself, for he was not afraid of "it" (Although he was)
So he gingerly looked to the left.
Then to the right.
Back to centre. Nothing.

So he thought to himself, "Wait. Ghosts float"
So he looked to the top left.
Then the top right.
Nothing.

At that moment, something dropped on his head. It was wet, and sticky.
He nearly jumped, but gingerly looked up, ready to confront whatever being was up there





He looked up, to find a motion sensor, and a leaking pipe
 
Sometimes its all in the mind. I know a couple of times shadows of harmless things made my balls shrank. Blame it on unsuspected lighting positions.
 
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