The time was roughly 8.30pm. Many workers were walking home using the same pathway as I did. There was a footpath constructed across this field and many lamp post lined this footpath from one end to the other. So, the footpath was well-lit.

There I was walking across the field normally when something on top of a lamp post ahead caught my eye. Now, there were several people walking along with me either in front or behind. Yet, I ’saw’ a translucent human-like figure perching like a bird on top of this lamp post.

My eyes were fixated on this thing. ‘It’ was observing the flow of people who were using this footpath including myself. I thought that was really spooky in a well-lit and crowded area.

From that night onwards, I stopped using that route to go home.

2. This happened a few years ago. Back then, I was fond of staying up late in town and returned home after midnight. I was a very bold girl deciding to head home after catching the Night Rider bus which would take me to my housing estate before 4am.

The problem with this bus service was it travelled along the road that was not close to my flat. I had to take a taxi for a short 5 minutes’ ride away or walk about 15 minutes to my flat. I decided to save money because I did not want to pay the midnight service charge. So, I chose to walk home in the middle of the night around 3 plus am.

I had to walk along the main road where on one side were rows of HDB flats whilst the other side was a huge park. I decided to walk on the HDB flats’ side for safety and common sense reasons. I tended to be wary of parks at night as I heard too many stories about the unseen dark forces that were found lurking there.

There were hardly any vehicles passing by at that hour. I was walking quietly minding my own business when I saw a bus stop ahead on the opposite side of the road. That bus stop had an occupant.

I did not dare to look directly at that ‘person’. From the corner of my eyes, I noticed that the occupant was a female and ’she’ had long black hair and dressed in a long white dress. ‘She’ was standing as if waiting for someone.

Now, my head was already muddled by that time. What was I to do? I had no idea whether that was a real woman or otherwise. I could make a u-turn but had to walk farther to reach home. I could just ignore that ‘person’ and continued walking hurriedly. I saw a 24-hour petrol station just a few metres ahead of me so I made the second decision.

So, I hasten my pace hoping that the ‘thing’ would not disturb me. Suddenly, I heard a “Pssssst! Pssssst! from across the road. OMG was that ‘thing’ trying to attract my attention. My hands were already clammy. I just ignored the unwelcome noises, looked down and fasten my pace hoping to reach the petrol station as fast as possible. All the while when walking, I could see the ‘thing’ at the bus-stop from the left side of my eye.

Suddenly, a vehicle stopped at the bus-stop. The driver was heard talking to that ‘thing’. I could heard his faint voice. Hearing that relieved me tremendously! That ‘thing’ was indeed a human!

I still could not make out if that was a woman or a transvetite though but that experience was enough to make me not repeat this stunt again at 3am in the future.

3. This last incident happened only about a month ago. I attended a religious function near Bishan Central and the event ended at 2.30am. I lived about 20 minutes away by walking. I did not drive and no bus services were available at that time. So, I decided to walk home.

I used the main road that led me to my home in the shortest distance. There was hardly any vehicle on that road anf the silence was eminent. I just kept on walking. Halfway through, I decided to divert and head to the central hub of my estate, preferring not to head home at 3am . I would rather wait at a 24-hour fast food restaurant until dawn broke and returned home.

Everything was fine until I reached the shopping hub of my estate. I had to walk alongside the hub to reach the fast food restaurant and that side of the hub was lined with tall matured Angsana trees. Birds were fond of roosting on Angsana trees during dusk. So, I just walked on not paying attention to the trees.

When I was walking, I thought I heard noises coming from those trees. All of the trees along the hub that I was walking past were full of noisy birds! The birds were chirping noisily but it was 3.30am! I never knew of birds waking up that early in my life!

The ruckus created by the birds continued until the noise gradually disappeared as I walked further away.

I develop respect for trees for these are living places of the unseen. So, I normally do not dare to look up a tree or hang around one at night. I seriously do not want to know what made those bird noises at 3.30am. It might be the birds or something else that was impersonating as birds.

During one of those vacations, one of the researchers organized a day trip to Pulau Semakau to collect botanical samples for the herbarium. Several people tag along including several other student assistants, one of whom was my then “good” friend, L. The team set off for the island in early morning and planned to return to the mainland by late afternoon.

Pulau Semakau was designated by the government then to be converted into an offshore dumping ground. Before the once-populated island was bulldozed, the researcher wanted to conduct a field survey and collect samples of native plants found on the island for research purposes.

The team initially trekked the island together to collect plant samples. Later, the researcher split the big group into pairs. The mission as directed by the researcher was for us split up and comb the island as much as possible to collect all possible plant samples that we could. I was paired up with L naturally.

We decided to comb a section of the coastal area which was next to the sea. Only L & I were combing that area. Each pair was equipped with several huge black garbage bags for storing the botanical samples and a pair of secateurs that was secured to a long pole to cut samples of tree leaves, flowers and fruits. L was a bit of a bully. She hold on to the secateurs while she instructed me to collect the samples that she cut. I was fine with this arrangement.

We combed the coastal area and collected several samples diligently from every shrub and trees that crossed out path. Then, we came across this unidentified medium-sized tree with long low-lying branches. The long branches extended so far that the tree looked majestic. We stood quietly in front of this tree at close range and just stared at it.

That behaviour was very unusual for both of us. Normally, we would just snip samples as we moved along at a quick pace as the area that we were combing was quite large. But that was the first time that we stopped in our tracks because of a tree.

In a flash, L, who was supposed to do the cutting of plant samples suddenly relegated her job to me without giving any explanation. She forced me to collect samples from this particular tree and then walked far, far away leaving me alone with that tree (Some “good” friend, right?)

I was dumbfounded by the abrupt change of roles and finding the pole with the pair of secateurs in my hand. I clearly remembered standing in front of that tree at close range and stared at a particular stretch of a branch for a long time. On that branch, I ’saw’ something. ‘It’ had the outline of a person perching on the branch like a bird and was looking at me. I was looking at ‘it’ and ‘it’ was doing the same to me.

Now, my job was to collect samples of this tree that ‘it’ was perching on. And I was serious about my job and bent on clipping a short branch of leaves with flowers. Up till now, I could not understand why I did what I did. I should have just ignored L’s order and walked away to join her. Instead, I remained rooted and was adamant to do my job faithfully.

Before I did anything, I decided to explain briefly to the ‘thing’ why I needed to cut a sample of ‘its’ tree. Yes, I ‘talked’ gently to ‘it’. After which, I extended my pole with the secateurs to the nearest branch with leaves and flowers and made a cut. I quickly kept the sample in the garbage bag which I was lugging around. What happened next caught me off guard. I am getting goosebumps just by recalling and typing what happens next.

Without any warning, strong winds suddenly blew from behind. I was very shocked and intimidated by the forces of nature. I started to stagger backwards away from that tree and ended up on a gentle slope next to a row of tall trees a few metres away. I looked up the sky and observed the surroundings. The sunny sky suddenly turned cloudy. Nearby trees were swaying violently in the gale and dried leaves were flying all over the sky. The hissing sound of the strong wind blasted my ears. It felt as though a typhoon had just passed the area!

The strong gale did not died down so soon. Several seconds felt like enternity. All I could do was to stay still where I was. My legs were frozen but I was screaming my lungs out for my friend. I screamed for her name as loud as I could but the strong gale drowned my voice.

What happened next just dampened my spirits. Out of nowhere, the aroma of sweet-smelling flowers linger from my right side. The fragrance was intense and I knew that was not a good sign. I began to hurried mutter holy Qur’an verses to protect myself from any evil forces and held on strongly to my faith in God (Allah) to protect me and my soul.

Nevertheless, I still could decide to turn my head to the left to see where the fragrance came from. Very siao move, right? I saw no one and looked up the row of trees on my right for the aroma came from there. When I looked up, I noticed there were many small cream flowers in bloom on the lowest branches of the trees. By sight, I recognized those trees to be ‘Tembusu’ trees. Honestly, I was relieved that I found a logical explanation about the source of the flower fragrance for the Tembusu flowers emitted fragrance. I was not scared anymore.

Suddenly, the winds stopped as quickly as it came. The dark skies cleared up and the area transformed into a calm oasis again. I did not take a second look at that tree and quickly ran away to join L who was nowhere in sight. I just kept on running until I felt safe only to find L wandering coolly on the shore as if nothing happened.

When I returned to campus with the team, I had afternoon tea with my student-colleagues in the canteen. I was recovering from what had happened on the shore and kept very quiet to myself. We usually washed up before we go home after doing numerous field trips like this.

From that night onwards, nothing happened to me. Nothing followed me home and I did not encounter any spiritual problem at home, at campus and elsewhere up till today. I consider myself extremely fortunate. That was the last time I did something like that without thinking. And I dumped L soon after for abandoning me in a precarious situation like that.

One night, I had a dream. I dreamt I was in a cab at night and the Malay driver, an uncle, was very friendly and chatty. Suddenly, the cab suddenly made a turn into a lane. The lane was very dark and creepy. No lamp posts were present and Uncle depended on the cab headlights to see what lay ahead and drive safely.

The cab just travelled several metres when it approached a left gentle turn. Uncle and I saw only thick shrubs that lined the creepy lane. I also did not know why Uncle chose to cruise on this lane although it was a spooky place.

Suddenly, a woman with long hair in a long dress appeared in front of those shrubs. I was horrified to see ‘it’. Uncle, who was chatty suddenly became quiet. His eyes became transfixed by what he just saw several metres ahead of his cab. This was when I knew that Uncle saw what I saw.

Immediately, I shouted at Uncle to stop the car and make an emergency U-turn. Uncle somehow did not hear me and continue to cruise towards the ‘thing’. The cab gently slowed down but did not stop. He was still shocked by what he saw. By this time, the thing had started to move forward towards the cab.

I was desperately shouting at Uncle from the back to do the urgent U-turn. Realizing that my shouting did no good, I began to shake Uncle’s shoulder to stop the cab and make a U-turn.

This was when Uncle was shook out of the hypnotism and urgently stepped on the brakes, reversed the cab and made a U-turn. Uncle drove the cab out of that scary lane and the nightmare stopped.

That was a close call. If Uncle had continued driving, I do not know what will happen to me in my dream.

Usually, I was punctual but on this particular practice day, I was late. By the time I reached the reservoir, I saw the teacher-in-charge standing alone. I knew that the group of runners had started their run in the forest.

I was a gung-ho girl and was determined not to let my time travelling to the reservoir wasted. Since I was already there, I stubbornly wanted to run on the trail in the forest to practice. The teacher was stunned and concerned with my decision as I was a girl. So, the teacher gave me permission to run.

I started running on the trail. Daylight slowly diminished as I began to enter the forest. Then, the sky was replaced by the thick canopy and I then realized I was running alone in a forest.

I tried to catch up with the group of runner who ran earlier than me but I could not even hear their footsteps. I just continued running at a comfortable pace as I ran deeper into the forest. For no reason, I suddenly felt that I was being watched as I was running. The forest was quite dark and all I heard was the sounds of the cicadas and the occasional rustling of dead leaves on the trail as my shoes trampled these. But I was very certain I was being watched.

I tried not to let that confuse or scare me too much. Honestly, I began to feel scared but I knew no one could help me as I was in the middle of nowhere. No screaming for help would help. So, the only way out for me was to continue running as fast as I could forward and get out of the forest.

I chose to focus on the pacing of my breathing and pacing to take my mind off the scary emotion I was feeling. With great determination, I finally saw the gentle slope that I was supposed to run up to exit the forest and reach the main road. When I stood on the pavement of Lornie Road, I felt enormously relieved!

Bear in mind I am not trained as a seasoned long-distance runner. It took me a long time to ran the trail in the forest. I was just glad that I made it alive and reminded myself never to pull such a gung-ho stunt in the future.

I was tomboyish and liked the rugged outdoors. I made these trips many times and enjoyed it until an unexplained incident happened during an afternoon.

I normally chose different hiking trails during each visit based on the colours recommended on the map board before I set off. That day, I chose the trail that had a lot of slopes. There I was happily minding my own business and hiking merrily away until I safely climbed down a series of steep slopes that eventually led me to the the abandoned man-made caves. That was the first time I visited the caves throughout my numerous visits to the nature park.

I did not linger around long. I just took a glimpse at the caves whose entrances had been sealed by metal grill gates and then walked off. I was approaching a very small stream with a small wooden makeshift bridge across it when I suddenly stopped dead in my tracks. That stream was just located within several metres away from the caves. I was alone.

I lifted my head up and stared ahead as if in a daze but I was very conscious of what was happening around me. I knew that I was the only hiker in that area. Somehow, my instinct told me that someone was watching me from behind. It felt as if I could ’see’ someone standing far behind me and ’she’ was observing me.

The funny thing was I did not feel scared or threatened by this supernatural presence. Instead of leaving the area, I chose to turn my body around to the location where I sensed that ‘thing’ was standing. When I stood opposite that ‘thing’, I looked hard at the far-end corner of the first cave which was located next to the steep slope that I walked down earlier. I vaguely ’saw’ an outline* of a woman with long hair in a long dress.

The apparition just stood still and I felt its eyes were staring hard at me. During these few seconds, time suddenly stood still. All I heard were the loud synchronous mating sounds of cicadas in the forest. I did not take my eyes off ‘her’ and wondered in my head what I should do next.

I decided that I should leave this area as quickly as possible. I did not know what this ‘thing’ might do to me and I did not wish to find out by lingering in that place. I was about to turn around to exit the area when I heard a noisy bunch of Caucasians coming through from opposite side of the small stream. They were walking in the opposite direction heading towards the steep slope.

At this point, the ‘thing’ suddenly disappeared. My instinct told me that the coast was clear. Without hesitating, I turned around and hiked my way of the forest quickly.

That was the last time I hiked at the nature park. One was enough.

*If you have watched the movie “Predator”, you will understand how I saw this ‘thing’ when the Predator is in its transparent mode.

The hostel was 4-storey high. I was allocated a 4-female bedroom on the top floor. When I arrived at the hostel, it was already past midnight. I opened the bedroom door quietly so as not to disturb the 2 backpackers who were sound asleep. I chose to sleep at the upper bunk of double decker beds a the 2 lower bunks were occupied. When I woke up the next day, I was alone. The 2 female backpackers had left the hostel.

On the second night, I returned to the hostel late at night. When I unlocked the bedroom door, I realized I had the room to myself that night. That did not pose a problem to me as I was used to sleeping alone. After cleaning up, I moved my personal belongings from the upper bunk to the lower bunk of the same bed.

I was already in bed and the room was cooled by the air-conditioning unit. Before I drifted to sleep, I had an unusual experience. A thought suddenly crossed my mind, asking me what if the bed shook. Immediately, the double decker bed shook violently for a few seconds! I just pretended to ignore the shake and stayed put under the blanket as if nothing happened. I thought that if I ignored the mischief, ‘it’ would give up and go away.

Seconds later, I felt a mysterious cool breeze that blew directly under my blanket from an unknown source behind my left shoulder. That could not be the breeze from the air-conditioning unit as the unit was located above the double decker bed.

The next day, I woke up feeling all right. I could not explain what happened last night though. So, I got ready to explore Bangkok that day and returned late at night again.

By the third day, I was feeling apprehensive about sleeping in that bedroom alone. I wanted to check out and looked for another hostel but I had already paid for a 4-night stay in full when I checked in on the first night. At that time, I did not know I had the right to request to change the room, which I did not exercise. So, I braved myself to sleep inside that creepy room for 2 more nights.

That night, after cleaning up, I stayed up outside the room seating on a couch and watching television. I thought I could delay the time to be spent in that room by staying up very late at night. Unfortunately, a tired body and mind needed to rest. I had not choice but to go to bed.

As I stood beside the double decker bed before I slipped in, I saw a tall skinny translucent white apparition standing in front of me beside the head of the bed. I could not see its face but only its lanky body without arms or hands. It looked as if it wore a white robe. Seconds later, it disappeared into thin air.

Mysteriously, I was not disturbed that night and on the last night. I never return to that hostel since then and still could not believe that a bed could shake on its own without a logical explanation.

I was comfortably lounging in the living room watching the television show alone while my brother was taking a bath in the kitchen toilet. The night was silent except for the sound of the water running in the kitchen toilet and the volume from the television.

Suddenly, I heard an evil high-pitched female voice laughing to ‘its heart’s content’ right outside my flat! The laughing voice was floating around as if it was flying from places to places. I was deeply disturbed by what I heard that I stayed rooted to my seat throughout the ordeal! I could not believe what I had just heard!

Suddenly, a piercing scream by a girl was heard. I could tell that girl was located in the lower floor of the flat by listening to where her voice came from. The evil laughter slowly faded away as quickly as it came far away from my flat and silence returned.

I was still in my seat recovering from the aftermath of this mysterious occurrence outside my flat. Only I heard the laughter in my home. And I was very glad that I closed the main wooden door that night.

My brother and I decided to check out what was happening outside the kitchen windows. I cannot recall why we did that now. Nevertheless, neither one of us switched on the kitchen or toilet lights but the kitchen was dimly lit by the light cast from the living room.

All windows in my flat were usually shut when dusk arrived and the main wooden door in the living room remained shut at night unless my father was home. We lived on the 9th floor.

My brother and I were huddling together and fixated by what we saw downstairs at the badminton court from the kitchen windows. Normally, this court was used for many various functions by the residents here or the Residential Committee (RC) for events like funerals and dinners.

While being entertained, my brother and I suddenly heard a soft-spoken female voice emanating from the dark kitchen toilet on our right. ‘She’ was calling out my brother’s name! My brother and I got the shock of our life and scampered hurriedly to the living room like headless cockroaches!

Once we felt safe, we looked at each other, puzzled at what had just happened. We decided to call our parents at this house where they were visiting. At that time, mobile phones were unheard of. My mom advised us to put and wait for them to reach home.

Up till now, no one in my family could explain the phenomenon that my brother and I experienced.

Early next morning, another friend and me were having very early breakfast at downstairs coffee shop. Suddenly we saw that moody friend standing very straight and quiet nearby. He was staring at someone burning joss papers. We approached him but he just keep staring. Next he walked towards the coffee shop without a word….Next moment another friend came running down the stair shouting for us in desperado. He said he tried waking n shaking the moody friend for an hour but no respond. Both of us got a shock and said we just saw him a minute ago walking towards the coffee shop………!!!

The next story also happened to my elder sister. It happened like 10 years back. When i was still in primary sch, we were moving house to our current new house. As most people would when moving house, we were busy moving and packing stuff from our house. So the house is a lot emptier den usual. But we didn’t move into the house yet because of the “ji shi a.k.a auspicious timing”

She was packing half way and she noticed that there’s this dark shadow in the middle of the room. She went on to take a closer look and found that the dark shadow started to move fast in the room. She panicked, and finally the shadow stopped behind the door… i dunno y , but she went on to pull open the door. And just then she saw a face ZOOOOM out behind the door right at her face den n disappear.

After that, she told my mum who took her to “wen shen , ask god” what happened. But as usual they would say luck is low and stuff. She have a lot of experience but lets save some for next time.