July 11th, 2012
Author’s Note : I remember once I wrote about a haunted hotel in Johor Bahru and was threatened by the management that I would be sued for defamation. Not wanting to create legal matters, I removed the post and shortly after that, I perhaps or might have and maybe posted it again but removing the hotel’s name altogether because I think everyone has a right to know what is happening. While haunted hotels are not something new and uncommon. Here’s another story that only proves that this hotel is indeed haunted.
Read more about Emily here
Ever since I found out I could see ghosts, I’m practically a magnet for all things horror. A tradition that I kept since I was young was to carry a protective charm which I would keep beside me at all times especially, and I mean especially when I need to stay a night in a hotel. A night without it would meant a sleepless and horrifying night for me so imagine my horror when I realized I left my protective charm at home during a business trip to Johor Bahru a few years back. Continue reading Haunted Hotel in Johor Bahru – It’s The Same Hotel! »
July 2nd, 2012
Author’s Note : In the many years that I have written this blog, I have by far never personally met someone gifted with 3rd eye. Although I might have included some stories about friends or associates of mine that has encountered supernatural forces, but those incidents were always and often by chance and luck. When Emily told me about her experience, I realized that this gift is perhaps what we call fate or a stronger word, of destiny because it made me wonder, why did she have to “see” some and not “see” some of them? Here was what happened to her when she was about 7 – 12 years old
My first experience was the most vivid to me because I was old enough to know what was happening. This single incident made me thought that it was just a case of bad luck but as time passed, it still kept happening and it still is even when I’m already now in my 30s.
When I was studying in primary school, my routine was taking a school bus back to my grandma’s house in Setapak and after that running to tuition every other day. My parents would take me back after their long day at work and it would begin all over again the following day and the rest of the school days. I could not recall if I had any ghost experience before this so I have always and assumed that this was my first experience. Continue reading Through a Child’s Eye »
June 26th, 2012
This story is contributed by Esther
I’ve been an avid reader of your blog since I discovered it in 2004. Your stories have brought back memories of my personal yet worst ghostly encounter, and so I thought of sharing them with your team and perhaps your readers as well. Perhaps, this experience of mine is another example that ghosts do exist outside of Asia as well.
I’ve had my share of ghostly encounters in Malaysia. But my experience with nasty, lingering spirits at my apartment in Canada truly sent shivers to my bone. As far as I can remember, I did not personally come face to face with the actual spirits in the living world. They were only encountered during my subconscious state but it was gruesome enough to force me to stay awake in the night time.
After graduation in Edmonton, I relocated for a job to a small city called Red Deer in the province of Alberta. It was a pleasant city, with friendly people and safe neighborhoods. I found a spacious, but older one-bedroom apartment to rent on the third floor of a four-storey building. The lease contract was for a year. At first, everything was going quite well. I always dreaded the cold winters there, especially when I had to endure it for 5-6 months each year. I do remember getting sick quite often, and would have very fierce arguments with my boyfriend at the time. Three months into the rental period was when things started to get real spooky. First, it started with waking up in the middle of the night, and the hour was always around 3 A.M.. At the time, I didn’t think it was a warning sign. Only later did I discover that the 3:00 hour is the peak of negative forces. For the first two weeks, my sleep was never good. Then one night, it decided to show itself in my subconcious state of mind. Continue reading A North American Ghostly Encounter »