My Own Personal Encounter with the Supernatural Realm

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There was a period of time when my idiotic churchy friends kept me saying that I was the devil.

Dunno why also.

For some silly reasons which I shan't even venture to guess.

Because honestly if I was the devil, I wouldn't have been as patient as the real devil. I would have totally overtaken the world by now.

Anyway..

Coming back to my post.

So because of such nicknames I got such as "spawn of satan" ... "devil's child" ... "darkness" ...

I begun to say things like "you wait you wait ... I send my minions after you then you die"

And somemore stuff like that.

Obviously all in jest.

And yes to clarify any doubts, I AM NOT THE DEVIL.

And to clarify further doubts, my friends who gave me such nicknames were obviously joking too.

I mean unless they can see the hidden horns and my pitch fork which I've carefully hidden from mortal eyes...

Anyway, apparently, the more I say such stuff, there were actual instances that I started to see some "stuff"









So there was this one night when i came back from tuition. It was quite late I think, about 11.30pm. I went to bathe and then cook my maggi mee because I was starving and it was the first meal of my day. After my noodles was cooked, I brought it to my kitchen table and I placed my laptop in front of me because I wanted to watch Friends.

So I was watching and eating at the same time when I saw someone's head pop out from the right side of my peripheral view.

I took a picture of my living room when viewed from my kitchen. It's quite dark.

It was something like this.

Actually, try to visualize without the light in the background. On that day, the light wasn't switched on for some weird reason.

The head which I saw is indicated by the red circle I've drawn in the following picture.

It was quite fast.

I saw it from my peripheral view only. But what I saw was like a young boy's head popping out. He is apparently quite white. I don't know how to describe it properly ? Just visualize a white boy with white shirt and white shorts. That's all I can say.

*obviously I wasn't able to take the real pic when the white boy's head popped out. Duh

Anyway, that wasn't the end of it.

I was a little spooked I must admit. But I managed to convince myself that it probably was just the reflection of my laptop screen that caused me to see such stuff.

So I carried on eating.

Within the next 5 mins, I swear I saw a white figure scampering across my living room into my room.

Something like this.

I think it was the same boy. I'm not very sure. All I was certain of was that he was on all 4 and was scampering towards my bedroom.

It was all i could do not to freak out totally.

The worst thing was that that particular episode of Friends I was watching had a very scary scene of Phoebe's horror painting of a doll. Dolls freak me out by the way.

It made everything so much worse at that moment.

I was debating with myself what to do.

Should I continue eating my noodle because my hand was shivering a tad.

And what if the boy suddenly appeared beside me while I was eating. Will I choke to death ?

Anyway, I decided to walk very carefully and slowly towards the living room and started to switch on all the lights in the living room, my bedroom and even my toilet. Yes, I shit you not.

I was freaking out damn badly.












Actually, that was my second encounter.

The first was actually at Toa Payoh Lorong 7.

I didn't take a picture of that area because I didn't know that I was going to blog about it.

For those who live in Toa Payoh, I'm referring to the Islamic Association building at the end of Lorong 7.

When I crossing the road at the traffic junction just next to that place, that was when I had my first encounter.

I was with one of my friends who, somehow, can see such stuff.

When we passed the traffic junction and were walking back home, I suddenly heard a sound that seemed as though a baby was crying and choking at the same time.

I just paused and stopped walking when I heard that sound. I was a little startled because the sound seemed as if it came from a person right beside me. It was pretty clear.

I tried to look around me to see whether there was any possibility that someone could have made such sound. But the nearest person, aside from my friend, was about 50 metres away.

I turned to look at my friend.

She gave me a look.

I asked whether she heard it.

Apparently she just nodded her head.

Deciding that it was a little too much for me, we started waking again.

About 5 mins later, I asked her whether she saw anything.

She nodded her head.

So I asked what was it.

She told me it was a little boy.

Oh man. Almost shit my pants right there and then.











I honestly have no idea whether it was the same boy who followed me back home.

But the thing is that I felt as if the little boy wanted to say something.

I don't know.

Maybe I wish to know.

Maybe I can help.

I have no idea.

But in my mind, I'm just saying that I don't mind meeting that boy again.

Just on one condition. Try to appear to me when I won't freak out ?

If you are reading this, I'm not saying that I want to meet you right now.

Give me some time.

Just don't appear in such a scary manner.

If I'm scared to death, I can't do anything for you either.

Try your best to appear to me as non-scarily as possibly possible okay ?

:)










Still, that wasn't the last of my encounter.

I was walking towards John Fan's house near Trellis Towers from Jared's house at Lorong 1 with that same friend.

You know the open field smack right in between Saint Nicholas Girls School and Philips ?

My friend and I was walking that path. It was not too late, only about 9.30pm. Still, it was really dark.

Anyway, I felt a chill when walking pass the field towards Fan's house.

I didn't want to comment since I thought that it would only serve to attract that "something"'s attention.

When we were reaching Trellis' Tower, I asked my friend again whether there was anything there.

She just said that she saw a group of people running on the open field.

It was freaking hell 9.30pm.

Who the shit will run on that open field at that time.

And the thing was that I didn't even see anything.

Not a soul was on the open field.

Sigh. How I wished sometimes that I don't have such encounter.
















Apparently that friend of mine had worse luck than me. I don't know whether it is a gift or what.

Both of us attended a camp a few months back. I shan't say what camp just in case my churchy friends read my blog and start to freak out. But rest be assured it is not IJTP I'm referring to, even though IJPT has it's own fair share.

Apparently at the camp, during some night activities, she saw a teenage boy standing beside the staircase. He just starred at her. My friend decided not to react since it would only serve to encourage them. The ghost did had something to say to her because he knew that my friend could see such stuff and when she turned away from him, he punched her back and she almost fell down the stairs.

Once again, I'm not gonna say what campsite it was.














All this happened this year.

It's the first year I started to feel the presence of such stuff.

I've no idea whether what my friend said was really true. But if it was, then I'll be a little more freaked out.

There's a lot more stories I have but I guess I'll just leave it to another day.

Goodnight.