Supernatural Stories

[BFG]

When I was much younger I experienced something too. A little green man or thing was on the window sill of my grandma's house. I remember seeing it with my younger brother and my cousin, since we were sleeping in the hall. One of my uncles woke up when we started crying or something, then he said some prayers and the "thing" went away. I don't know what you would call it. They had a name in Malay for it but I forgot.

Was it the famous devilish imp called " Toyol " ?

[stormhawk]

Perhaps, I'd rather not recall it. Freaked me out enough that I still remember to this day.

[Simon]

maybe it was a leprechaun and the window sill was the end of the rainbow

[bryan]

I've got a question for the Malay forumers here. My wife's jamu masseuse friend tells her during their sessions about the haunting hour being 7pm. Is there any reason to this? And to avoid entering the house at this time. She says she has the third eye as well as her daughter and that this park next to a mosque near the yishun industrial area 'has got to be the worst place ever'.

[stormhawk]

Well after Maghrib aka evening prayers, Malays believe that is when these things start moving around. Which is why children are always advised to be home BEFORE the prayer begins.

As for that Yishun park near the mosque.. in 2007 a landslide uncovered an old burial site containing 34000 urns from an old Teochew cemetary called Guang De Shan. See this:

http://environmentalnews.blogspot.co...rial-site.html

I remember reading about it sometime ago in the newspapers. TBH, perhaps the uncovering of the urns disturbed the spirits, and those who are unappeased are probably still roaming that area. Which might explain why your friend and her daughter with the "third eye" are able to see them. If they said it was the worst place ever, they probably saw a lot of ghosts there.

My uncle used to live in a block near that mosque a few years ago, and even then it had this eerie feel even in the day time. Hell it was eerie at night too when I visited him back then.

[bryan]

Ah ok thanks for the explanation. Apparently 'they' like to stalk pregnant women as well.

One place that spooked me out of the blue was bottle tree park. Was there for a dinner when I suddenly had goosepimples when I drove through the road leading up to the place. I didn't even think about it, I only realised it when I got home on afterthought.

[David Moses Heng]

There's a story at my old course training camp at Ayer Rajah Camp during my NS days. They said a painter dropped from a scaffolding and died when his body was crushed in a drain just beneath the scaffolding. I don't know if this is true, but the older camp guards always told us that whenever they go on patrol at night, they can spot the ghost of the painter, searching for his brains. Supposedly they retrieved the body, but not all of his brains since I think it was crushed on impact. Again, just a story from some people in the camp.

true. Infact, the paonter landed head first into the drain. Poor fellow

Infact, behind 1 GSMB where they parked the passout a vehicles, sightings were made there also.

[stormhawk]

Which explains why his spirit is supposedly roaming the place, looking for the missing pieces of his brain. Or so my cousin told me, since he was in GSMB at the time. I never saw the spirit of course, since my guard duty was always at Gloucester Camp, but my cousin swore he ever saw it, so I believed him.

Thanks for the confirmation Altum.

@bryan:

Isn't Bottle Tree Park damn secluded? I only saw it when I was passing by on the MRT train. I was always wondering what the heck are ponds doing near the MRT tracks. Now I know.

With all these sightings in Yishun, it's like spook central.

I grew up in Hillview Ave however, and that place had it's fair share of weird things.. especially since there was Japanese Army activity in that area during the Occupation. Plus other stuff...

[naturalmystic]

Well after Maghrib aka evening prayers, Malays believe that is when these things start moving around. Which is why children are always advised to be home BEFORE the prayer begins.

I believe all other races too discourage the children from playing outdoors after sunset. Muslims got to do the Maghrib prayers and as such, the children must be home before sunset. However, the same parents will blatantly ignore this and gladly bring their children out during the Hari Raya period

Anyway, this "belief" came from the kampong days when electricity is a luxury. It doesn't matter if it's 15 minutes after sunset or 1 hour. When it's dark, it's dark

[TyroneGenade]

When I was much younger I experienced something too. A little green man or thing was on the window sill of my grandma's house. I remember seeing it with my younger brother and my cousin, since we were sleeping in the hall. One of my uncles woke up when we started crying or something, then he said some prayers and the "thing" went away. I don't know what you would call it. They had a name in Malay for it but I forgot.

We have a similar thing here in South Africa: the Tokoloshe. The poor thing has only one buttock (so I guess no poop-hole and so it is probably full of...) any way... The locals put their beds on bricks so that it can't climb up onto their beds at night. Apparently it is quite strong and is able to toss furniture about and cause all manner of mischief.

The local lore is that if you call "Tokoloshe" several times then it will come to you at night. We had great fun one night mocking this bit of lore. In the morning half-burnt logs from the fire place were strewn all over the yard and one of adults had woken up terrified in the night by something tapping on the window (which was more than 2 m above the ground with no windowsil or anything to hang onto).

We were less flippant the next night.

[vinz]

It's strong enough to toss furniture about, can climb to a window 2 meters above the ground, but can't climb on to a bed on bricks???

[limz_777]

interesting story

[stormhawk]

Geez the Tokoloshe. Isn't it some apparition in the form of a "monkey-man"? It was featured on an episode of Destination Truth. We have our own "monkey-man" too in Singapore. I read somewhere that it was mentioned on an issue of The New Paper (a local tabloid) that there was a suspected cryptid called the Bukit Timah Monkey Man.

In any case, I haven't seen one... yet. I don't plan to either.

[stormhawk]

I believe all other races too discourage the children from playing outdoors after sunset. Muslims got to do the Maghrib prayers and as such, the children must be home before sunset. However, the same parents will blatantly ignore this and gladly bring their children out during the Hari Raya period

Anyway, this "belief" came from the kampong days when electricity is a luxury. It doesn't matter if it's 15 minutes after sunset or 1 hour. When it's dark, it's dark

Well I was always warned to come back before Maghrib prayers when I was a small child growing up at my grandma's. My parents were less strict on this aspect when I was much bigger.

I've had other weird experiences too. Has anyone sat at any of the park benches along the Pandan River near the bridge leading to West Coast? I sat there once with my gf and we talking about something. But suddenly we heard a whispering voice of sorts coming from somewhere behind us.

Being curious I turned around to see if there were Peeping Toms around, but there were none and we had no bushes behind us either, just trees. The nearest person I could see, was an old man doing some exercise at the exercise corner nearby.

So I thought it was just some random thing. Well guess what, it started again and this time both me AND my gf heard it. It wasn't as soft as the initial time I heard it, and this time the voice was a lot louder, as if the thing was right BEHIND us or close to us. Needless to say, we decided that was that and I sent her home. When I got home, I told my mom about it, and she said the Pandan River and the area near there is fairly "dirty".

Pretty much freaked me out. I never went back to that area again. Even my GF avoids it.

[k3nlim]

I had several weird experiences in hougang and perak respectively.

I was at a playground with my gf in a park in hougang.The dogs around the vicinity was barking furiously and we dismissed the barking as a normal thing there. However after we got up from the swing, with me facing my gf i could feel something poking my butt twice, the harder the second time. The feeling is like how a big curious dog come up and stick his nose hard into you and i could heard panting sound behind me.

I turn around and saw nothing behind me and my gf did heard some panting sounds too so both of us freaked out. We never went back there again.

The perak incident happenend when i was on a OBS trip. We settled on a campsite near the beach and i was detailed to wash the forks and spoons for our dinner around 6pm. As i was washing the utensils at the bench, i realized to my right about 80meters away that a Hindu burial ceremony was been conducted and ash was scattered into the sea.

Not long after, i quickly do up my washing and was about to head back to campsite when i heard howling . I though its the wind blowing against the hollow branches but there's no wind around and the howling does not come from the ceremony either. It intensified everytime i turn around to head back to camp and the worst thing it was getting nearer all the time and before i realised it, the sound was just within 1metre behind me. Needless to say, i quicken my steps and make my way back to campsite without looking back and the howling stopped. Its not those howling sound that are been made by men but very animal like with a tinge of sorrow in it. It does have a certain sense of attraction to it that makes you want to understand why something/someone would sound like that. I'm certain there's no dogs around the area too.

Scary isn't it but don't ask me why i always have encounters with "canine" spirit.

[bryan]

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@bryan:

Isn't Bottle Tree Park damn secluded? I only saw it when I was passing by on the MRT train. I was always wondering what the heck are ponds doing near the MRT tracks. Now I know.
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Stormhawk, I think the area you are refering to is not bottle tree park. It's at the end of sembawang. It's so secluded that your mobile phone switches to telkomsel or something.The surrounding is a nice place to explore(during daytime of course). Theres a beach,mangrove and an old kampong style mosque nearby. Very sureal feeling. But I've not been there for a couple of years so it might have changed.

[BFG]

Well after Maghrib aka evening prayers, Malays believe that is when these things start moving around. Which is why children are always advised to be home BEFORE the prayer begins.

I believe all other races too discourage the children from playing outdoors after sunset. Muslims got to do the Maghrib prayers and as such, the children must be home before sunset. However, the same parents will blatantly ignore this and gladly bring their children out during the Hari Raya period

Anyway, this "belief" came from the kampong days when electricity is a luxury. It doesn't matter if it's 15 minutes after sunset or 1 hour. When it's dark, it's dark

To a certain extent, there are some truth to this but it was not due to electricity. Back in the day when Singapore was still dotted with kampungs, there will be a small mosque or surau for each kampung area. And most of the surau will have a ' public speaker ' to be used to call muslim to prayer. Maghrib prayer call is mostly around 7pm, where the day turns to night. It is also said that at this time, the spirit world would start their 'shift'. But when the maghrib prayer call begin, those spirit might not be able to tolerate the sacred call and would be running around trying to get away from the sacred prayer call. It is due to this that sometimes a child might get in the way as 1 of these spirit was getting out of the area and their path cross each other. If the child is 'weak', they might get possess by the spirit.

Also, during this time, the door to the house must remain closed and the interior of the house must be illuminated to prevent the wandering spirit from entering the house and staying put in it. This was the standard practice in the kampung days. If there are outdoor activity, it will begin around half an hour later after the evening prayer call. This is what I've been told when I was growing up in the kampung days and my household still practice this too even today. In this modern times, since the mosque is far from my home and no surau around my area, my family use the radio to play the evening prayer call and kept the door to the house closed and the house will be illuminated by most of the available lights we have. After the evening prayer call has pass for half an hour or so, we will switch off most of the lights that we do not use. My marine tank will keep the main hall illuminated till 12pm.

[TyroneGenade]

It's strong enough to toss furniture about, can climb to a window 2 meters above the ground, but can't climb on to a bed on bricks???

Yes. Rather illogical isn't it---hence out flippant attitude to the legends the night before. I guess their is some "magic" in having the bed on bricks. I'm a scientist. Magic isn't really my forté.

There is an idea that places can develop a "memory" of sorts where the place can "remember" an event or person during an event and replay it as if the "energy" of the person or event can leave an indelible stain on the "energy" of the area. I was quick to dismiss ideas like these as rubbish until a few years ago when it was shown that there may be something to this whole "energy character" of substances and how they can be imparted to other substances as claimed in homeopathy. This finding has since been disputed.

[windcharm]

My Late Grandmother...

At the begining of last year, my grandma had a minor operation to by pass the blockage at her toe in Singapore General Hospital. We were all very worried especially my youngest Uncle (Ah Tee, not his real name)as he was very close to my grandmother (my grandmother stayed with him). The operation turned out to be smooth but my grandmother still had to stayed in the hospital for observation for a few days. Being worried, my uncle went to get some "holy" water for my grandmother. That night, my uncle went to the hospital with the holy water and sprinkled around her bed area thinking to ward off evil spirits and when back home. In the wee hours, my grandmother & other patients heard some voices calling out my uncle's name "Ah Tee....Ah Tee......" This story was told by my grandmother when she was outpatient and we all thought that "they" were the spirits in the hospital that were disturbed by my uncle's so called holy water...

A few months after the incident, my grandmother got into the same hospital again due to a stroke.. she was unable to speak this time...and doctor had asked us to be mentally prepared.. We took turns to visit her and also stay overnight to look after her. One of my cousin volunteered to stay overnight to look after my grandmother that night but unfortunately, my grandmother passed away peacefully the next day.

That morning, my cousin re-encountered these to us...
She was sitting alone at the waiting area outside the ward..Into the wee hours around 4am, she heard some noise belind her as if someone was chained on his/her legs and the chain was dragging on the floor and the next morning my grandma passed away.

My youngest Uncle (Ah Tee, not his real name) also reminded that night around the same time (about 4am) , he heard someone opened the main door of his house and some noises in the kitchen area but he woke up to check on it, there was no one.

We all thought that was the last visit home by my grandmother escorted by the hell guardian (cow & horse face) before she left us..........

[TyroneGenade]

... hell guardian (cow & horse face) before she left us..........

Hell Guardian... That doesn't sound very nice. Hades Guardian sounds more friendly. Greek Mythology has the "Ferryman" and Judeo–Christian theology the "Angel of Death". (The Grim Reaper actually the Angel concerned with the End Times who reaps the harvest of the Earth and doesn't really have anything to do with death. Its funny how ideas get established in society.)

Sorry about your grandmother.

I once had to babysit my second cousin's kids. Late at night I heard scratching and tapping on the glass. It was very unnerving. It was during some "bad times" in South Africa and I was worried someone was trying to break in to the house. When they came home they saw I was visibly upset and immediately asked if the ghost had visited. The father opened the curtains of one of the big windows (some 3 m off the ground) and showed me 4 long scratches in the glass like finger nails!!! They said the ghost will sometimes cause a bad smell, flush the toilet (one birthday party with about 20 people in the lounge we all visited the guest toilet flushing by itself!!!) and will also cause the sound of running water in the main bathroom. The younger girl said she saw faces coming through her bedroom wall.

I never babysat there again---they moved shortly after my 1st time baby sitting there.