This incident i'm going to relate is true.

There was once when i was home alone.. It wasn't that late, about 8pm? Well. I just got home and was taking a bath after going out with my friends. As i opened my cupboard door, i had this funny feeling that there was something watching me. That day when i was out with my friends, we were talking about ghost and spirits, and it was probably because of it that i had offended the spirits.. I felt funny when i was on my way home in the MRT but i totally ignored it as i was listening to my discman.

Anyway i took my clothes off and grabbed my towel that was when i caught a glimpse of an old man on my computer chair...He was rocking on it, swaying back and forth. I turned and wanted to shout but it dissappeared. There was nothing i can do, so i just braved myself for the shower. I always had such feelings of being watched but nothing really showed itself to me so far, but when i approached the toilet, i heard some footsteps behind me, it sounded soft. When i was in the toilet having my bath, i tried looking out of my toilet window so it would distract me from looking around my toilet. I had a quick shower and dressed up and the rest of the day was peaceful...

That night, i dreamt of an old man sitting below my void deck. He was skinny and looked haggard. He told me that his sons had mistreated him and left him to die. I recognised him as my neighbour's grandfather. I didn't know him that well but his grandson was my good friend. When i woke up, i called my neighbour and he told me that his grandfather had died and asked me to go downstairs to the funeral .. I went down and payed my respects to him. As i walked by his coffin and looked at him, he opened his eyes and his head knocked against the window of the coffin. I was shocked and everyone heard it and ran to my rescue. Three more bangs followed and then stopped. When we looked at the corps again, his eyes and mouth were opened wide. I don't know what happened and i hope that he rest in peace.