Hungry ghost month - ghost stories & true experience

What will you do if you bump onto "things" we discussed and shared in this thread?

  • Run

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Pretend not seeing anything

    Votes: 3 33.3%
  • Hide behind your friend's back and be chicken

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Swear to "it" and ask for a fight

    Votes: 2 22.2%
  • Smile and ask for 4D

    Votes: 4 44.4%

  • Total voters
    9
On 4th Ooctober 2011 about 1130pm, as we were coming home after having supper I parked my car in the basement, My son and I were walking towards the lift while my wife walked behind us. Suddenly I heard my wife screamed and I turned and looked, she was dragged backward for about 5 foots in front my eyes. No one was behind.

This is plain creepy bro.
 
Izso, your guardian angel must not like your ex and your friends very much. Lol.
 
On 4th Ooctober 2011 about 1130pm, as we were coming home after having supper I parked my car in the basement, My son and I were walking towards the lift while my wife walked behind us. Suddenly I heard my wife screamed and I turned and looked, she was dragged backward for about 5 foots in front my eyes. No one was behind.

Wow! which condo is that??
 
Izso, remember The Adjustment Bureau? Maybe they were guiding you from sway from the right track.:smokin:

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Wow! which condo is that??

Cannot tell bro, my condo's value will drop if news broke.:biggrin:
 
YYC, it sure is stressful living with you man.. got so many untoward incidences!!
 
YYC, it sure is stressful living with you man.. got so many untoward incidences!!

It is truly as what you said, Izso.

What shared here is just a tip of the iceberg.

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Eric - no wonder you've stopped going there with the group!

I have a story of my own. My old brown wira carbie had a mind of its own. Something would always fail or break whenever someone it didn't like was in the car. This started after I had a pretty massive accident that almost wrote off the car, after that the car had a mind of its own.

Case #1 - Driving down Federal with a friend my brakes failed and the pedal sunk all the way in. Got to a mechanic who later found out that the rear brake cable was too tight... even though it was never fiddled with earlier and was working earlier.

Case #2 - My ex was from Malacca so I travelled there frequently. Every single time I wanted to drive there something would happen. Tyre puncture out of the blue at a petrol station while I was pumping petrol, got smashed into by an aunty driving a 280S Merc with no road tax while waiting at a traffic light, car refusing to start (later found out clogged carb), etc. So many problems until I resorted to taking the bus. But I broke up with her anyway and the car went back to normal even when I was driving to Malacca.

Case #3 - Aircon completely died (no air, not cold, etc) halfway driving to Klang with a male friend. Later discovered the compressor was working but slipping for some reason and the blower had died.

Plenty of odd unexpected things happened everytime I picked up certain friends to go places. Other friends no issues at all.

On one of those days when I drove to Malacca to see my ex, I was cruising at 120km/h on the fast lane when out of the blue a kancil cut out right in front of me less than 5m away! This was near the Pedas Linggi exit and the highway didn't have 'boomers' or barricades back then, only had bushes there and one drain right on the right side of the highway. I swerved to the right and my car started sliding sideways at about 120km/h on the grassy bits and was inching towards the drain. Suddenly a loud BANG was heard and whatever I hit smacked my car straight again and onto the highway before I did a 180 spin and stopped.

I was pretty shaken but when I stopped yelling and swearing I finally got out of the car to inspect the damage. The very strange thing is I had hit something hard enough to result in a triangular dent inwards near my fuel tank. Like someone had punched really hard right at the panel.... but my bumper was unscathed and everywhere around it was just covered in grass and nothing else. No dents, no rocks, nothing. The damage looked like somoene had punched into the car's panel behind the fuel cap but had not damaged anything else. Looking at the highway itself, there were only bushes and othing else.

What had hit me and potentially saved my car from going into the ditch?

The other time driving back to KL from Malacca I was dead tired and dozed off on the wheel. My phone suddenly rang and gave me the fright of my life and it suddenly stopped... there was no incoming number or missed call. Whatever called me woke me up big time and didn't leave a return number... or a missed call for that matter.

:confused::alberteinstein:

"One Missed Call" :vroam:

By the way, I have similar experience too but for the wrong (NO) reason. My wife phone would call to my phone automatically sometimes, while it was unattended and password locked.
 
"One Missed Call" :vroam:

By the way, I have similar experience too but for the wrong (NO) reason. My wife phone would call to my phone automatically sometimes, while it was unattended and password locked.

Wife call to check, is it?.....:biggrin:
 
Wife call to check, is it?.....:biggrin:

Haha, no. It happened when she was sleeping, when she was in the washroom, basically when she left her phone unattended. I took a check on her phone while it happened in a few occasion, unbelievable but once you know 'who' was behind this it starts to make sense to me.
 
Haha, no. It happened when she was sleeping, when she was in the washroom, basically when she left her phone unattended. I took a check on her phone while it happened in a few occasion, unbelievable but once you know 'who' was behind this it starts to make sense to me.

Oh! then that is scary......
 
Just wondering why a lot of these things has white dress and long black hair? Is it because they were buried like that? Can someone shed any light to this?

Following is an actual story from my friend in Ipoh which happened couple of months ago. He has a shop selling imitation bags and shoes etc in front of the Pocket Park, just behind the Bank Simpanan Nasional. Every night there is a pasar malam in front of his shop. He only rented the ground floor of the shop. The 1st is rented by an indon guy and 2nd by a malay woman.

One day the indon guy came and talked to my friend and asked whether he ever saw a big sized man going up the stairs (which can be accessed from outside). He said he met the guy when he was coming down the stairs last night. Said the guy's face was quite pale and mouth was foaming. He thought it strange at that time.

Anyway my friend recognize him as the landlord who has passed away about a year ago in the shop from heart attack. The indon guy rented the place after the incident so never get to meet him. He never told the indon guy.
 
So, the landlord was not in white with long hair? As per himself when died I presume since mouth was foaming....scary also, lucky never told the tenant....
 
Just wondering why a lot of these things has white dress and long black hair? Is it because they were buried like that? Can someone shed any light to this?

Following is an actual story from my friend in Ipoh which happened couple of months ago. He has a shop selling imitation bags and shoes etc in front of the Pocket Park, just behind the Bank Simpanan Nasional. Every night there is a pasar malam in front of his shop. He only rented the ground floor of the shop. The 1st is rented by an indon guy and 2nd by a malay woman.

One day the indon guy came and talked to my friend and asked whether he ever saw a big sized man going up the stairs (which can be accessed from outside). He said he met the guy when he was coming down the stairs last night. Said the guy's face was quite pale and mouth was foaming. He thought it strange at that time.

Anyway my friend recognize him as the landlord who has passed away about a year ago in the shop from heart attack. The indon guy rented the place after the incident so never get to meet him. He never told the indon guy.

Somebody must be owing him rentals so he came back to collect the arrears... I suppose:biggrin:
 
I think I never gonna read this thread after this. I've got very small balls when it comes to the supernatural! LOL

YYC : never go mandi bunga?
 
hahaha...funny ghost story here...scary also read ur guy true story.
believe it or not,till u got chance to see them.that time you dun wan believe also cant that ghost are around us all time.
if can see them,remember asking 4d number for sat and sunday draw..:biggrin:
 
hahaha...funny ghost story here...scary also read ur guy true story.
believe it or not,till u got chance to see them.that time you dun wan believe also cant that ghost are around us all time.
if can see them,remember asking 4d number for sat and sunday draw..:biggrin:
When you asked for something from 'them' just beware that you have to pay them back. Sometimes it's not your earthly offerings that they want. Maybe your soul. So, don't sell your self to the devil. Live happily with what you have.
 
When you asked for something from 'them' just beware that you have to pay them back. Sometimes it's not your earthly offerings that they want. Maybe your soul. So, don't sell your self to the devil. Live happily with what you have.

Agreed. Have heard some stories of this also.

A group went to cemetery to try get 4D using the green bamboo stick. Seems they have to draw a circle to protect themselves. then poke the bamboo stick into the grave. Spirit will come out and then ask for favors. Normally 4D, spirit ask for chicken and prayers in return.
Everything was in order and the group strike it rich. They then bought chicken and other stuff and went to pray at the grave. Few days later one of the group member met with accident and died. Later they found he was born in the year of the chicken.......:hmmmm:
 

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