This incident happened to me around 5 years ago. I was still in primary school at that time. I and my friends always tell ghost stories while waiting for our prayer times. We were in our madrasah(religious islamic school) and exchanged ghost stories because we enjoyed ghost stories. Till now, I still like them and came to now about this website. Here’s what actually happened… As usual, while waiting for the “azan”, i and my friends would tell ghost stories from what we read or experienced. I have one friend whose family always sees ghost but I will not go into that. My friends had told their stories already and it is now my turn to tell them. I had no real stories to tell so I made up one.

One day, a boy named A (i did not give the real name as it is not true) had to go over to his friend’s house, B, to do a project together. He had to go though a forest to reach his friend’s house. He left his house at around 6pm. As he entered the forest, he saw a piece of white cloth lying onthe ground and picked it up thinking his mother could sew it for him . He put the cloth in the basket of his bicycle. As he went on, he saw another piece of white cloth and bent down to pick it up. As soon as he touched the cloth, his legs began to sink into the ground. He shouted for help but no one could help him as there were no one around. B became worried and called A’s house. A’s mother said that A had left long ago. A’s mother became worried and called the police. The police could not investigate right away because a person has to be missing for 24 hrs before police takes action. The next day, they police found only A’s bicycle and the white cloths. THE END….

But that’s not the end of this story. When we heard the “azan”, we prayed and while praying, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a piece of white cloth pass by. Then another one. I asked my friend whether she saw it and she sAID YES. Then my friend told me not to make up ghost stories….
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