April, 2009 | Spooky Corner

Its time I’m speaking out.  Ever since I’ve started this site, I’ve wanted nothing more than to entertain those who enjoy reading ghost stories as much as I write them (although I admit that I do want to earn some additional income as well).

However, over the past few months I’ve come to realized that most people that have created the same type of  “category” as SpookyCorner wants to earn more money than entertaining their readers. Sure, there’s nothing wrong with earning additional cash, but to go down to the low stoops of even plagarizing my work! THIS IS MORE THAN I CAN TAKE! I don’t mind that you copy my stories and quoting my site but taking my work and claiming it as your own is totally unethical and downright dirty. You know who you are.
I don’t say that I do not take information from other sites, but do take note that I ALWAYS QUOTE WHERE MY SOURCES ARE FROM!

To this person(s), kindly be nice and stop copying my work and claiming as your own. Stop plagarizing my work (word for word) or I shall curse you that you will not have any good nights sleep for all the ghosts and devils in the world would come and haunt you.

This story is contributed by SLLChing

My sister knows told me this story of a friend of hers who happens to work as a part time Feng Shui master. Although master works full time as an auditor and had to travel to many places at times for his job, he enjoyed a lucrative income from giving advices to people who seek for them from him. Apart from giving feng shui advice, you know how it is, sometimes feng shui masters have an acute six sense that perhaps came together with the training and teachings about the art of feng shui. This is an incident that happened to him while he was away at work in Sarawak

It was not the first time master had travelled to Sarawak for work related purposes. As soon as master reached his destination, he checked into his hotel. This time was slightly different, though. As it was the peak season for travelling, his favourite hotel was fully booked and he had to check into one poorly maintained hotel. It didn’t matter to master as he thought it was just for one night only.

As soon as master reached the hotel and checked in, master quickly located the room and unpack his belongings. The funny thing he noticed upon walking into the room was hearing his room radio turned on. It was playing some sort of oldies and master thought for the first time that perhaps someone had forgotten to switch it off upon checking out from the room. After unpacking, master left the hotel to complete his duties.

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Author’s Note : This story happened not really at TAR College in Kampar but to this particular TAR College student whom was a friend that told the story to me.

My friend, Min studied at TAR College in Kampar and this happened to her not longed after she studied there. You see, she stays in a rented house along with a few other course mates and throughout her stay there, nothing really happened. In fact, no one even complained about the existence of ghosts or any sort. I guess its what the call a case of really bad luck.

It happened during the Hungry Ghost Festival month which also happened to be Min’s examination week. Usually, she and her other housemates would study til late at night but not on that very unfortunate night.

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