Hi...its me again. I hoped you all don't feel bored reading through my ghost story during my kampong days. Anywhere, i suddenly recall the errie story told by friend he encountered at the police task force quarters, Queensway.
I remembered the past years (1989) where i stayed with my wife and two kids at the police quarters at Blk 22c. My friend who was then a police task force and once a while stayed overnight at his quarters at Blk 22a just next to my quarters. My friend was known to be one of those did not believe in ghosts or spookies things. However, everything changed his characters when he told me his story......
He just got back from duty he performed at changi airport and after reporting off duty at about 0230 hrs, he straight away proceeded to his quarters. Some of his friends told him that they would not return to their quarters as they felt very tired and need to go back home. As my friend walked alone through the dim light along the way to his quarters, he felt something strange, like someone watching him and also smell of fangipani flowers closing his nose. He don't bothered all that, just thinking to reach to his quarters and grab his belongings before proceeding back home. Finally, he reached the quarters and opened the door. With his hands moving at the wall looking for the switch to on the light he couldn't see, he entered straight to the hall. At last, he managed to on the light which was so dim surrounding the area. To his surprise, when he look at the kitchen which was not installed with windows at the bamboo poles, he saw white figure squatting at the end of one of the bamboo. Thinking it was just his imagination, he then proceed to the kitchen to take a closer look what was it on the pole. With the dim light on, he came very close to the kitchen parapet and .....my god...he saw the white figure with a long hair covered the face squatting at the end of the pole started to look directly at him. Not only that the thing he just saw began to move up and down making the pole shaking and he could hardly seen the white dress flapping through the cold dark night.
He could feel the fear suddenly occured, he scream and started to run back to the main door, covered with sweats all over his body, he could hardly remembered to read short prayer to cool him down. When he felt ok for the time being and was curious to find out what it was, he slowly walked back to the kitchen. He took a deep breath and felt relieved when he noticed there was nothing found at the bamboo pole. His instinct telling him that something was not right...he immediately look opposite the direction of the big angsana tree just 10 m away from his kitchen parapet. There he saw the same figure cling on the branch and was looking at him....This time, he could feel that his heart beat getting faster and faster... He could no longer stand there anymore as the white figure started to flap its long dress and produce an errie laughing at him. Without looking back, he immediately run down the staircase, went to start his car and quickly move away from the quarters.
He might have said that it would be his scary night after all this years he never believed in ghosts...