Malaysia

Note : This following story happened to a boy student living in a very well known hostel in Malaysia.

Ahmad** lived in the hostel for almost 5 years. Studying there together with his friends has become a part of a life that is only known to him. In the many years studying, there was one place that he never stepped his foot on. That, was the toilet nearest to his dorm. It was rumour to be haunted. The rumour was so intense that everyone was afraid to go near the place.

His dorm-mates tradition was if they wanted to go toilet, they would most probably use the one further away from their dorm. In order to avoid waking in the middle of the night in need, everyone would avoid drinking too much water before bedtime.

That one night, Ahmad suddenly woke up in the middle of the night in desperate need to go to the loo. Because of fear, he woke one of his roommate to asked if he would accompany him. However, his efforts fail because his roommate was deep fast asleep. In desperation, he got down the building. Passing by the rumoured haunted toilet, he dare not enter due to fear. But after a few steps, his felt as if his bladder could not wait any longer. The nearest toilet would be some 2 blocks away and if he managed to get there, it would probably be too late.

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It was late at night in the office when Jill realized she was the only one in the office. Used to working til wee hours of the night, she’s not disturbed with the idea of being alone although there were rumours flying around about the haunted office. After all, it was only half past 9.

Usually, she would put on her favourite mp3 musics and shut out the quietness of the office. However, on this particular night, since she’s all alone, why not just on the music through her computer’s speakers? Techo, being her favourite music, she played the music blasting the sound through the office, afterall she thought, there was no one around to complain about the noise she was making.

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Foreword : This story is told to me by a colleague of mine, Alice

This is a story of how my cousin brother communicated with us after he died at a young age of 23 years old. He was just back for the holidays from the States so it was a very usual thing that he hangs out til late at night with his buddy and long time girlfriend as soon as he touched down to Malaysia.

It was a tragedy the way he died. I heard that it was because on that unfortunate night, after dinner, he had a long list of night plans with his buddies and girlfriend. After a sumptuous dinner at home, he head on to the movies. Already at dinner, he ate til his stomach could not fill because he missed all the delicious home cooked food that he used to enjoy before this. At the movies, he went on taking popcorn and junks of snacks. After movies, I heard, that he went on to mamak-ing (a term used for hanging out and eating at a local Indian-malay stall by the roadside for supper in Malaysia).
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