Well i started searching on google and then i found these really interesting stories, especially as good bedtime stories...
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Haunted Hotel


Some people are skeptic about this, but I for sure believe that ghosts or spirits do exist in this world. I have never actually seen one though, but I do hear a lot of stories about ghosts and spirits.

I would like to share this story with you guys, it happened just recently last month. My mom, sister and aunts came down to KL for a cousin’s wedding in Seremban.
We stayed in one of the well known hotels in Kuala Lumpur, located just around Jalan Tun Razak. This hotel is quite old and judging from the poor maintenance no wonder “special guest” likes to stay here. Our room was at 26th floor, and the view was quite a spectacular you can see almost the whole town of KL.

That evening, I was trying to transfer some files from my mom’s hand phone using Bluetooth and while it was searching for my hand phone, a name “Ibrahim” appeared online. Right then I didn’t bother at all. Later I use my aunt’s hand phone to Bluetooth some files, the same name “Ibrahim ” appeared again, so I was a bit surprise because only my hand phone’s Bluetooth was ON, but these name keep appearing. I jokingly say a ghost by the name of “Ibrahim” staying in the room with us. I really regret saying that now.

This is where the chilling part is, that same night while everybody was sleeping, my sister was suddenly awakened, and she notices a figure looking was walking around the room in the dark, she didn’t’ bother at first, thinking it was my aunt, but the weird thing is the figure sat on floor and looked as if it was looking for something in a bag, when there’s actually no bag at that particular area. After awhile she heard somebody flipping pages from a magazine and notice there were nobody, obviously who would want to read in the dark? Even my mom heard it, and it happened for couple of hours and suddenly it just stops. I was still skeptical about it until I was told this particular hotel is actually famous for encountering this “special guest” especially at night.

So it seems that we were not the only one experienced this weird things in that hotel, in fact just few days ago I came across this headlines in the STAR newspaper “Engineer died in a hotel room” cause of death is unknown, he died in the bathtub, there was a minor cut on his lips, the hotel is located at Jalan Tun Razak…do you think?..you guess..lah

My Grandpa Woke Up!



Every year my family and relatives would go to the cemetery to pray at my grandpa on the day that he passed away. As soon as we arrived to the cemetery, the routine would be that we would pay our respects to the God that’s supposedly taking care of the cemetery. After that we would head up to my grandpa’s burial spot and start cleaning up the place. We would then place joss sticks and candles around the cemetery. My uncle would place joss sticks at burial plots surrounding my grandpa’s place as a sign of showing them respect. Once the cleaning was done, we would start to pray and burn paper clothes and hell money. Food and beer was also served to my grandpa.

Something weird happened after that. You see, my dad proceed to open up 3 cans of beer while my uncle brought out a 1 year old fire cracker. He then lit it up and the fire crackers started exploding til the end. We were all so caught up with the firecrackers that we did not notice anything amiss. The only one that realize something weird happened was my mother. She saw that the 3 cans of beer started foaming. The Guinness Stoutcan was the one with the most foam.

You may thing that there is nothing weird with that but the fact was my dad who was the only one that touched the cans. Moreover, when my dad proceeded to open the beer and placed it on the altar, there was no foam at all.

I guess my grandpa woke up to enjoy his beers!

Haunted Site Office


I used to work very late in the office when I was still a learner in the construction industry. Normal for a construction site staffs, our office is always situated within the site compound where it used to be hoard up; away from public view for safety reasons. So, as a construction guy who was trained to use to be at this condition, I felt nothing. No scare, no eerie feeling, no ghost thought except planning what should be carry out for the next day. The work schedule alone is enough to keep our brain busy all the days and nights. In fact I have been through from one project site to another; none of my projects is giving me the eerie feeling even though I have to stay through the night to complete tons of works given by the boss.

Things has gone the usual ways until one day I was transfer to a new project site in Sungai Buluh, to look after the construction of six storeys building. At the very first week, nothing is happen and I have stick to my usual style of doing work in the site office until 9 p.m or 1 a.m almost every alternate day. Of course I’m not alone staying in the office. There are always few of us doing work together that consist of the Project Manager, Planner, Draftman, Site Manager and me as Quantity Surveyor.

To cut short the introduction chapter, one day during the second week working at this site as usual five of us were still in the site office and that’s around 9.30pm when three of them want to go out for dinner. Left only myself and the Draftman in the site office doing works, no feeling of fear. I still remember, at around 10.30p.m there was someone knocking the office door. I went to the door and open it, no one there but I can felt a soft chilled air slowly entering the office passing through my body who stand blocking the door. Suspecting nothing, it’s normal we can feel cold wind during the night especially at construction site. I went back to continue my load of works.

After sometimes around 10.45p.m the rest of the members came back with dinner packed for me and the Draftman. We continue for our discussion about work related problem until 11.30pm where everyone seem to be tired. Identified what should be done tomorrow, all the three of them the Project Manager, Planner and the Site Manager started to tidy up their things and plan to leave office. Due to the urgency of some works need to be done, Myself and the Draftman have no choice but to stay for a while to tidy up our items for tomorrow presentation. Feeling hungry, the Draftman went strait to the pantry to have his portion of dinner just now bought here by our superiors.

More than half an hour in the pantry, It’s 12.30a.m and the Draftman still not coming out to continue. I started to call him,,” Eh, Khairol…lama dalam pantry? Tak sihat ke?”. No answer fromhim, but I can still heard him busy taking foods with sounds of plastic bags and chair moving inside the small pantry. Then I leave him alone while rushing to complete my own work before I take turn to have my dinner too. It’s nearly 1.00a.m now, feeling exhausted and hungry in the same time I walk to the pantry trying to figure out what is Khairol doing for such a long time. Waaah!! To my surprise I found that Khairol is finishing my portion of food as well, left nothing for me on the table! Feeling angry, I scolded him for leaving nothing for me to eat at the night. “ Eh Bro, dinner aku pun kau sapu? Habis aku nak makan apa haaaah??!!” He seem to be too busy finishing the soup and doesn’t response to my words. I started to shout “ Cukulah! Lapar sangat ke kamu ni??!” angrily. Same time I am banging on the table showing my frustration. Khairol stared at me with the eyes red and his mouth keep saying something that I couldn’t understand at all, only one word that I could clearly memorized was “Engkau jangan buat aku marah..”.

He suddenly stood up and look to me, with the eyes that doesn’t seem to be like a normal person. Shouting back to me “ Aku dah banyak tahun tak makan sedap macam ni,,,tiap malam makan sampah!!” and keep laughing like a crazy people. From that moment I already sense that something was wrong and knew that he might have been possess. I ran to my desk and started to pick up my bag in a hurry, no time to call anyone at this hour.

As I am about to rush to the main office door, he acted aggressively by throwing a chair to my direction, luckily it didn’t hit me. Normally a quiet person, I knew this is not my usual Draftman Khairol anymore. I quickly ran out of our site office and alert the security guards on duty. One of the “pak guard” is telling me there is something is taking over my friend’s body. They help to calm him down with some prayers but the spirit seem to be too strong for the two elderly guards to handle. The scary part is at that moment not much people there and no one is dare enough to catch hold Khairol to prevent him from walking around. Worry about anything bad happen to him, we were force to follow him from a distance wherever he walk until at one time he stop and demanding fresh ”chicken blood” from us. “Aku dahaga ni,,,Aku dahaga!! Mana ada darah ayam, aku nak!!” , Khairol shout to three of us behind him.

Listen to his weird request, I have no other better idea but to call police using my hand phone. Fifteen minute later four policeman arrived with two motorcycles and trying to stop Khairol from walking around and talking non stop with language that no one could understand. Seeing the polices walking near him, Khairol started to run into the building which is under construction and disappear. All of us searching for him the whole night, non of us is able to locate him until the next morning.

His body was recovered the next afternoon inside the building perimeter monsoon drain by an Indonesian worker, many injuries to the whole body with the neck almost detach from the body. Forensic report from the police is telling he falls from high level, suspected the night before he ran up to the building under construction and fallen from level three of the building into the drain just below the building.

After that scary incident, feeling unsafe I decided to leave the company and started a new life. I heard from my other friends that the spirit of Khairol have seen wondering at the area and voices of him crying for help can heard during the night..