Ghost stroy

    There are people who believe in ghosts and there are people who don’t. I myself  was a skeptic a few years ago. All that changed when I had a paranormal experience one fateful Sunday just a year ago.

I had gone to Pahang with my best friend. Raihan, during the school holidays. We went to a quiet village and a relative of my friend’s had made us welcome and offered us the use of one his rooms. The village was a far cry from the city where we lived. There was no hustle and tussle of the rat-race found in the city. The days moved at a leisurely pace and we had lots of fun fishing in the river and climbing trees to pluck rambutans and mangoes. It seemed that life in the village was absolutely carefree.

One day, Raihan claimed thats he had heard that there was a haunted house at the outskirts of the village. He said that the house was very old and was in a badly ruined condition but none of the villagers would go near it. That night, Raihan suggested that we go to the haunted house and prove to the superstitious villagers once and for all that there was no such thing as ghosts.

When we reached the haunted house, we felt an eerie chill, yet on even a gentle breeze was blowing . We flashed our torchlights and made our way to the house. The house had no door and we boldly walked in. There were still bits and pieces of old furniture stewn all over the floor and there were cobwebs hanging on the walls and ceilings.

Just then, we heard a terrifying scream. We had goosebumps and  we looked at one another. Then, a light formed in the middle of the room and a ghostly apparition appeared right before our eyes. The face was that like ugliest woman we had ever seen. Her face had long line of open scars.

For a few seconds, we were dumbstruck and then in unison we fled from the house as fast as our legs could carry. We ran all the way to one of villager’s home. His name is Roslan. We stopped to catch our breath only we have locked ourselves in our room.

The next day, all of us were down with a high fever. Roslan called the doctor and we were each given an injection and prescribed a course of medicine. We were bedridden for three days. When we had recovered, we told Roslan what had happened.

                                                                                                                 Norzahirah bt Abd Gani