Note: These stories are from Malaysia

Young and Wild
By Cybercop

I have a friend who had moved into a new house at Puchong recently. It was a nice and comfortable house. Nevertheless, he and his family had company in the house that scared them so much they dare not sleep at night. Many unexplained phenomena happened in the house and they would sometimes hear eerie voices all around the house.

At the peak of things, his sister's teddy bear starting moving and was running around the house. This scared everyone a lot but my friend gathered enough courage to grab the teddy bear and throw it out of the house. They locked the door immediately.

On the very next night, my friend's mother saw a girl in white outside the house. She has a lovely but forlorn look on her face. She stood outside for a while before she started calling out for my friend's mother. She kept asking her to go out but she was wary of the girl. Furthermore, it was strange that the girl would be wandering around the street at this hour. She turned away for a while and the girl just disappeared afterwards.

I have a friend who is an Indian medium (Let's call him Muthu). I would follow him sometimes on his ghost hunting trips and I've seen and heard about various haunting cases. So, Muthu and I eventually went to this house.

As usual, Muthu asked for a bowl of clean water and added some lime into it. Then, he looked into the bowl and after a while, told us that the house is haunted by the spirit of a young girl. He said the girl was gang raped and she committed suicide after the incident. Her restless spirit has been disturbing the neighbourhood and particularly at my friend's house.

Muthu then did what he was there for. He called upon the spirit and puts it into a bottle. Accordingly, he took it away and gave the girl a proper burial. No more disturbances were reported in the house after that night.

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Marching Troop
By e-in

Last August, my best friend and I went for a basketball game at my school. My school is located at the foot of a hill. The area is known by the locals to be haunted. In fact, my school per se is haunted.

Anyway, after the tiring game, both of us went up the hill for a rest. We sat down under a shady tree and started talking about ghost stories. We didn't believe in ghost but now we do. At least, I do.

While we were talking, we heard a soft voice of people marching towards the old big tree nearby. At first we saw a figure some distance away bearing a red flag. Then a troop of Japanese army was marching towards the old haunted tree. I was petrified but my friend didn't seem to be bothered by it. We hid behind the tree and my brave friend look very carefully at them. Later, he told me he reckoned they were ghosts.

It has been a scary experience. I've seen so many ghosts in my life and I'm still wondering why are they so scary? Why is there such a thing as ghost? Believe it or not, they are indeed out there.

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Bloody Encounter
By JVC of Kuala Lumpur

My brother's friends were driving along a highway in Malaysia in the middle of the night. As the three of them were cruising at a comfortable speed, the car suddenly stalled for no apparent reason. It was a manual car and they definitely weren't going too slow for the gear until the car would suddenly stall.

As they were about to get off the car to see what was wrong, they saw a girl with long dark hair in front of them. The girl stood there for a while before she started crossing the road. The three of them started to get scared when they saw that the girl was actually floating in the air. They were scared and helpless. The girl then turned towards them and smiled. Her face was covered with blood and her smile was less than comforting for it was more of an evil grin. They started praying to whomever they can think of though they were never a religious bunch of people. The ghost then moved on and disappeared as she got to the other side of the road. The car then started up by itself and they sped off as fast as they could.

The Chinese believe that seeing a ghost is a bad omen... which may indeed true as they all got sick the next day for a week.

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