Owl's Ghost Stories
Owl's Ghost Stories
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16 July 1998 Story by Steve
Now living in California, I was from the Philippines. These are just some of the lesser supernatural things that happened during my early years in the Philippines.
My family owned this really old house and like most old houses, this one was known to be haunted. I'll number the experiences below:
Strange things continued to happen even after my family sold the place. The new owner turned the house into some sort of hostel. One day, a guy came in after having a great time at the bar. I can't remember how exactly the way this went but I think the guy saw this white, sort of glowing object over his head. Last I remember, he just passed out. It was probably the woman our housekeeper saw earlier.
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16 July 1998 Story written by Michelle
This story happened in one the convents in Singapore. The school was built in 1854 and went through a series of major events such as the World War II, which shook the lives of those staying in the colonial-style building. The passage of years has seen quite a number of renowned figures in Malayan and Singaporean history passed through this institute. Among them, the late David Marshall and war heroine, Elizabeth Choy. One memorable story has it that a young teacher was giving a lesson and noticed a nun, dressed in black, sitting at the back of the class listening intently to her lesson. Being relatively new at teaching, she paid little heed to the stranger at the back but instead continued with her lesson. She was no doubt uncomfortable this all the while but when the class ended, however, she noticed that the nun was gone and heaved a sigh of relief. She continued marking her students' books when she noticed the ends of her hair standing up. She happened to look up at the ceiling at one point and was shocked at what she saw. The nun was sitting on one of the blades of a slowly rotating ceiling fan and looking down at the young teacher.
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16 July 1998 Story by Misbun
Ali found himself woke up to a beatiful Saturday morning. As the exam was getting nearer, he decided he would spend the morning studying in the library. He got up and found his roomate Ahmad still sound asleep. The hostel was rather quiet, like most weekends.
Ali took a slow stroll down to the canteen for his breakfast before making his way to the library. He went to his favourite spot in the library and was determined to do what he was there for without much disturbances.
Just before Ali sat down, he noticed Ahmad was actually inside the library. He was only a few rolls of seats behind. As he could see Ahmad was rather busy with his own revision, Ali sat down without walking over to Ahmad. He just didn't want to disrupt Ahmad.
A few hours passed and Ali was too busy with his own work that he didn't really take note of the people around him. Then, at one point, his pen fell off the desk onto the ground. As he was bending down to pick up his pen, Ali noticed something strange behind him. He took another careful look and saw Ahmad, whom he knew all the while was sitting behind him. Nevertheless, the strange thing is that he had no legs.
"It could not be Ahmad! He was still sound asleep when I left the room," thought Ali.
He slowly turned around to take another look at Ahmad. However, Ahmad is no longer there. He felt a sudden surge of coldness inside the quiet library and he began to feel afraid. He packed up his stuff in a hassle and left the library. When he reached the hostel, he saw Ahmad, still in his pyjamas, brushing his teeth inside the washroom. Ahmad denied having been to the library at all that morning.
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