The Small, Rolling Heads

For today, i'm going back to the story of my old house in Cheras.

Remember my old post regarding the story of that house? Well, for today this story revolves around one of my closest cousins.

As you may remember in one of my earliest posts here , you may read about the part in the living room when i saw that large, ghastly figure.

Once in a while, my cousins would come from Taiping and basically stay with us for a few days normally during the school holidays ( we were kids at that time of course ). Of course, rooms weren't enough for all of us to fit in, so our standard procedure would be to sleep together, all in a bunch, in the living room. We would all sleep in a row, with our feet basically facing the glass sliding door, if you remember me explaining the details of my living room.

It was 3am, and my cousin woke up to a sound of scratching on the tile floor, just below his feet. Thinking it was the cat ( we owned one stray cat last time ), he gave a little nudge with his foot to shoo it away, without looking at it. The feeling was....mushy. He thought maybe it was the stomach. A few seconds later, it came back doing the same thing again. This time my cousin pushed it away a bit harder. Only, he felt the ' stomach ' of the cat, became...flabbier now.

Feeling the awkwardness, he woke up, and looked to his feet.

What he saw, was something he had never set his eyes upon. There were 6 of us, 12 feet all in a straight line, and below each of our feet, there were small weird 'HEADS', with little arms and legs attached to the heads itself. Each heads had one small eye, and one big eye. With things looked like small tumours popping out. The heads were rolling at our feet, dancing. With his eyes fixated on those heads, he couldn't do nothing except to just watch in horror the weird creatures set upon our feet.

Imagine this head, but with bumps, small legs and arms attached

Each heads had small mouths, opening and closing as if they were talking to my cousin. All he heard was some sort of a crowded noise, weird and freaky.

This continued for about 2 minutes, the heads just kept on rolling at our feet, as if dancing, until all heads stopped, and laid eyes on my cousin.

Getting his sense back together again, the only normal instinct that a normal human being would do is..HIDE! He pulled up his blanket, covering his head, and shut tight his eyes, with his heart pounding like a nail, and fell asleep.

This story was told to us years after the 'incident.' He felt that there are things should be best kept for himself until it was the right time to tell people about it. And the weird part is, the right time would be when people are telling ghost stories to each other.

How ironic is that?

Well, that's that for today. Will come back tomorrow for more of my own ghost stories. Till then...

Boarding school horrors

Have you guys ever come across any ghost stories revolving around boarding schools? Well, for those residing in Malaysia, i'm sure you have. For those not residing in Malaysia, boy have i a treat for you. 

My eldest brother used to go to one of the boarding schools in Kampung Pandan. Seems like any normal school, but unfortunately, creepy. This is one of his experiences.

The Cleaner in The Bathroom.

There was once a story that he used to tell me during our younger years. 

It was 12 midnight. The air was still, the night pitch black. All students asleep. One was awake, as he needed to use the washroom. 

The standard dormitory was a normal square, bed bunkers of 8 in a room. On each floor lies a bathroom-cum-wash area. Usually at the very far end. Coincidentally, my brother's room was on the very far end, with the washroom being on the other end. 

So this friend of my brother's, let's call him Ali ( not his real name of course ), felt nervous wether to go to the bathroom, or to hold it in. This is truly impossible, he thought. Can't make it through the night like this. What's there to be afraid of, he said to himself. It's just a school. I bet people get up everytime in the middle of the night to pee.

Walking down that long corridor, he felt a chill. With lights flickering, he decided to make haste. Running down the corridor, he finally reached the washroom, and immediately run into the 1st cubicle nearest to the entrance. 

As he was doing his business, he felt another chill again. Only this time, he heard somebody turning on the tap water of the sink. He was feeling uneasy, until he heard a voice singing. A lady's voice.

Feeling relieved, he's thinking it was the cleaner. She always clean the bathrooms at 12am when there are no one to use the bathrooms.

As the tap is running, so does her singing. Singing like nobody's business, Ali thought.

After flushing, he cracks open the door to peep, just in case it might not be her. Well, it is, he thought. With confidence, he opens wide the cubicle door, walking straight to the sink counter. 

The cleaner lady was washing her face under the running water. Ali thought she was just cleansing her face. Ali washed his hands just beside her sink. 

" Sister, cleaning quite late, aren't we, " asked Ali, trying to converse with her. 

" No, my dear. Nothing is late at this hour. Everything can be done during this hour, like washing your face, even if you don't have one, " with the last words being said softly.

"Sorry, i didn't catch that last part," but yet he did, now feeling something crawling up his spine. 

" I said, you can wash your face, EVEN IF YOU DON'T HAVE ONE! " with those 6 last words, screamed in a loud voice, and at the same time the lady turning her head to Ali.

To Ali's shock, the lady had no face! With her screaming in laughter, stepping closer to Ali, to another shock, the no-face figure suddenly opened up a 'mouth', as if wanted to swallow Ali.

Ali screamed and fainted on the floor. The whole block heard Ali's scream, and came to his aid. When he woke up, he was screaming hysterically, looking at the sink, and pointing at it as if something is still there. 

It took him a week to revive. After a week, he managed to tell what happened to my brother and his friends. He even mentioned, when he woke up, the figure was still there. Looking at him. With mouth wide open, he saw a ghastly big tongue rolling down up until the floor, sliding it's way up to him. That's when he fainted again. 

What did he see? I can't even start to imagine. 

Haunted Locations / Landmarks in Malaysia

Hello there,

For now, i will divert a little bit from my own experience to some stories around Malaysia. For those not residing in Malaysia, these stories are just for you.

We've all heard of haunted places all around the world, but never get to really know what the story was or what happened in that certain location. Well, i did a little bit of research from readers and people around Malaysia and found out a few stories here and there.

For today i will list down a few places to juice up this blog! Thee will be more, and i wouldn't list down a ' Top 10 ' or ' Top 5 ' list for you guys. I wouldn't rate it that way. That would be quite impossible to judge or give points, unless i've been there myself. But in this case, i would leave the judging to you, dear readers.

Cheras; The Apparation

This story now revolves around my mother. I actually did not hear of this story only a few years after we moved from Cheras.

This story is going to be short and might not be as scary, but it's an experience and story worth telling.

Cheras, Taman Mas ; The Leg

Hye there,

Well, for today i will be telling a story of my very own experience.

I was born and stayed in a small town called Taman Mas, Cheras. Basically my childhood is there and nowhere else until i was 6 years old. Its there that i learned that we are not always alone at home.

It all started when i was only 4 years old. I had begun to see things that i shouldn't have. But not always.

My Ghost Stories - Intro

Hello to all viewers.

This is what all would say would be a test page. I will be starting my MidnightScaryShow as soon as now.

To those who has any unique stories or has experienced it yourself, please don't be shy on sharing with us. Send me an email and i will post it in any part of my ghost stories.

My blog is entirely about my paranormal experiences i had since i was a kid, up until now. I don't know, i may have a little sixth sense opened up somewhere.

This blog is also about any ghost stories that i've stumbled upon, or even thought of one. There will also be reviews on any ghost movies that are out there, and what i think about them.

I'm living in Malaysia, and most of my paranormal experiences are actually based in the country i'm living in. It will of course be totally different from the stories that we see or hear every time i.e; Poltergeist, moving objects, noises, footsteps. Maybe our culture causes these entities to be different from one country to the other.

For those living abroad, have you ever seen or heard ghost stories apart from your own country? If you have, then some stories you find might be similar to the ones you heard.

I have read and experienced many ghost stories in my past, and maybe you care to add some details to the story.

Experience living abroad has taught me many things, and at the same time allowed me to experience a thing or two. It may differ from the stories you heard,, but i definitely has experienced the best of both worlds.

Well, we'll get to that soon enough. I hope that any readers or subscribers are willing to share their stories to tell to the world. It will truly be an experience together.

Will get back to you guys soon enough. Hope there are people out there willing to hear horrors from Malaysia, Uk, Singapore and so forth. Will give you the tour of the lifetime!