Ghost Hunting.....
thats what came into my mind, when i woke up on Saturday morning....
Why? How? Didn't seem to appear when i had the idea..... Even Harry Potter didn't seem to be
impt (Got to delivered on the same day at 7.02pm in my
pre-order special casing)..... Nothing seems
impt to me that day.....
With a brief idea oh what to do and where to search for "GHOST", I went to Eds place and told him
abt my morning experience.... Interested with my idea we planned to leave around 4 plus fro his place..... But his mother changed his plans b asking to go to MASS with her.
Is it his good luck or my bad luck, i had no one to follow me, but i insisted on going.... 4.30 pm sharp i left to meet my "new friends".
On the way called up my Old and Trusted, Ghost Hunter (Big J). With him beside him, we went to
Pasir Ris Park. By the time we reached there it was dark and lonely..... With Big J beside me it was exactly like old times where we wandered around EAST COAST for days looking for GHOST.(Just that we were not as prepared like old times, and our group of 5 become 2 now)
Being a frequent visitor to the Beach, both of us felt very creepy and scared on that day...
We rented 2 bicycles from the Costa Sands Bicycle Shop for overnight and we set off looking for the possible places where we could feel their presence...
Not long after we set off, we went into couple of troubles such as the Big J version blurring and his bike chain getting loose.... At first we thought it was just a small problems... We did not realise that they were the warning from the other world....
Nothing felt scary or creepy... but when we cycled near this maze (built by the government for entertainment) both of us felt that the bicycle was not moving as fast as it was... In fact it was getting slower and slower.... Our instinct told that this has to be the place... So we got down.... By then Big J was chanting in Chinese and he started to shiver....
thats when we realised that we were not prepared..... Talking slowly and encouraging Big J we were tempted to go in the maze.... but as we built the courage to go in, Big J same something white floating over the maze.. and he shouted.... When i say it, at first i also thought it was a short fat ghost, but as i looked harder i saw something else on the ghost body, something red..........the Merlin logo was on it and than only i realised it was just a plastic bag floating..... Looking silly i told Big J what it was and tried to clam him down.....
Once again we tried to enter the this time, something else stopped us..... a cry of a small baby... looking around recklessly, we searched from where the sound came from.... At that time we could not find the source as the sound came from all over us.......Getting tensed and scared we started to get on our bike, when we saw the same thing.... Right beside the maze there as a bench and underneath there was the same white plastic bag we saw earlier and the sound came from inside it..... But thins time, the plastic bag looked as if it had something in it moving fast....
At instant we knew what to do..... both of us got onto our bike and we started to peddle as fast as we can...... We were getting away from the baby cry.... the faint cry started to change into a voice of a woman, which was now singing a slow soft song in a different language which i did not understand, but i did now something, it was not any ordinary song but a song to clam the baby cry..... after for about 15
mins non stop peddling, Big J shouted "Stop Ready, Stop Ready". At first i heard as if "Caught Ready " Until i turned behind and saw Big J has stopped cycling and he was panting heavily....
With a desperate look, i turned the bike and rode towards him....Asking him what happen, he repeated the same thing again" Stop Ready"
thats when i realised it was not "Caught Ready", Panting heavily, both of us looked at each other. Even with little light i was able to see his dark blue eyes moving up and down heavily as he breathed heavily...... Tyring hard to listen to him in between both our heavy breaths, he told that the lady voice was actually a Cantonese lady and she was a singing the traditional Cantonese song sang to babies when the mothers tried to clam the babies......He understand cause he was a Cantonese, and he also told me that his mom has sang the same song to his brothers and sisters when they are crying.... Poor Big J..... Now he will not be able to clam himself when ever he hears the song again......
No wander i heard the baby crying got fainter as we drove.... Even now as i type this incident, i can feel my hair standing up straight..... the song is still ring in in my ears...... This is not the only thing we experienced on our little trip..... There are still more, but i am not going to say it today or now, just thinking about it makes me feel super scared... But friends i will share my
experience with you guys soon, once i have overcame this.... Do look out......
Dear friends,
Don't ever do something as stupid as we did. We are
luckily to be in one piece .... We may never know what can happen next... And do remember that we are not the only living things in earth, and also
remember, that live after death do exist......
For now i am going to read my HP to release my stress...... May the death ones rest in peace and the living ones live in peace......