Confessions by Joel Goh
A bit of background
So just beginning of last January, my dad had passed on in Tan Tok Seng Hospital (TTSH). He was cancer patient. As for me, some of you may already know that I'm a Cabin Crew. So what happened was I reported for a Manila turnaround flight and was busy doing my ground preparations in the aircraft already and as we were waiting for the ground staff to announce for boarding, I suddenly got a call from my brother advising me to not do the flight as doctors told him my dad might not make it.
Main Body of Confession
So I managed to step down from the flight and rush to the hospital. I recalled it was ard 6ish pm when I reached. And my dad was still conscious and breathing through an oxygen mask... So my brother briefly shared what the doctors said; that because he's taking in pure oxygen, there's a possibility he may be delirious after awhile. So I noted that and managed to spend some alone time with him while the rest of my family left us alone to attend to something else.
So I was just chatting with him and that's when this happened:
Dad: What day is it today?
Me: Sunday ah...why?
Dad: Oh....I'm leaving on Sunday. smirks to himself
Me: Tskkk...Don't be silly and say such things la. You're strong, Dad. You can do this!
Dad: 9 o' clock already..9 o'clock already.. (in hokkien)
I glanced at my watch briefly and replied: Huh... it's only 6 plus leh, are you feeling alright?
He wasn't looking at me when he repeated the time. Instead, he was staring into blank space (or whatever he was looking at in front of his bed which was another patients bed opposite).
So I didn't give much thought to it because I remembered what my brother had told me about chances of my Dad being delirious from the oxygen.
But later on, around 830ish, my dad's vitals started dropping.
That's when everyone started panicking... urging for the on-call Doctor...seeking response from my dad to make sure his attention is still on us...
It was also when it hit me as to possibly why he kept repeating 9pm which in retrospect, there was no way my dad could tell time from his perspective lying in bed. So when everyone else was anxiously and desperately trying to save him, I remembered telling my brother: "korrr...he's ready to go. but are you? let him go kay? he's ready..."
My dad passed ard 9:03 or 9:04pm
Till today I still ask myself why he kept saying that time when it was clearly not even night fall yet even from a glance outside the window.
So why did he have to say 9pm?
Was it really delirium as what the doctor had advised?
If that's true then why did he not mention 8pm instead? Why not 10pm?
Something for us to ponder about.
And to add on, people have told me that my dad was waiting for me before he could leave. I calculated the time of my return from the MNL flight. And I would've never been able to make it to see him if the flight had taken off with me in it.
Confession by K, submitted by Dark Arts of Syed Wilson
For those who used to or still staying in Tanglin Halt 'chap lau' especially the blocks near to the railway might be familiar with 'ghost stories' based on the railway itself. I recall a story shared to me by my friend, 'K'.
It was back in 1989 that this incident occured. 'K' lives on the ground floor and his backdoor was facing the railway track. His parents placed a wooden bench and a collapsable canopy and called it 'lepak' corner.
That fateful night 'K' and a few friends decided to chill at the 'lepak' corner. It was around 9pm. While chatting, one of his friends pointed out an apparition of a person walking slowly along the railway. 'Lets take a look..it could be Mamat from block 66 trying to scare us or something!' said 'K'
They went to the railway track to take a closer look. It was quite dark and they couldn't make out who was walking along the railway track.
The apparition was quite a distance away.
"You guys wait here, I'll get my torchlight!" he said. Before he could return to his friends he saw them scrambling away in fear as if they had seen a ghost!
Out of curiosity he went to the railway track to see whats going on but there was nothing there. A few days later he found out that they saw an apparition resembling a headless figure carrying its head in one hand!
'K' was thankful that he didn't see the apparition that night or else he might be scrambling off like his friends as well.
Confession by Malik, submitted to Dark Arts of Syed Wilson
Night shift has never been the same for 'Malik' ever since he had an encounter with the supernatural. He works in an office building in the CBD area and part of his job scope is to perform floor to floor patrol and each floor has a clocking point. As usual he would perform his patrol and for the rest of his shift he would be at the guard post while his partner takes over his rounds.
Malik has always been a sceptic and whenever his colleagues would tell ghost stories he would dismiss them. "Don't tell me all this crap just to scare me ok. Ghosts do not exist!" he scoffs. Malik has never experienced any supernatural experiences...until one fateful night....
The incident happened during his shift on a Thursday night. It was 2am and it was time for him to perform his floor to floor patrol. He would start from level 40 and work his way down. The lights on every floor would usually be dimmed. When he reached level 33 he noticed a lady standing in front of the office door. "Excuse me miss! What are you doing there?" he asked. At the same moment he began to have goosebumps and felt a chill down his spine. The whole floor suddenly smelt of frangipani.
There was no answer from the 'lady'....she just stood there. He walked closer to have a closer look. Malik noticed that she was thin and he couldn't see how she looked liked as her long hair was covering most of her face.One thing that struck him was that she did not have any feet! Suddenly the lady just disappeared as if she was made up of a huge puff of smoke! Malik ran to the lift and pressed the button repeatedly hoping the lift would reach his floor. The lift finally arrived and the doors opened. Malik entered the lift and pressed the 'ground' button.
The moment he reached the lobby he ran to his guard post. "Eh! What happened to you? Saw a ghost is it?" his partner asked. Malik couldn't reply neither he could talk...after all it was his first time seeing a ghost...and hopefully his last.
Confession by Alex, from Dark Arts of Syed Wison
'Alex' and his friends were always into the supernatural and whenever they had the chance to meet up they would go for an 'adventure'. From cemeteries to abandoned buildings to even nature reserves. But whenever they go to these places they never came across anything supernatural at all....but they finally got their wish come true when they visited 'Old Thompson Road'.
That night the 3 of of them met up for supper. 'Alex' was the 'designated' driver as he was the only one who owns a car. At about 11pm he picked up his buddies and they went to their fav makan place at Bukit Timah . After their supper, one of them suggested they check out the lonely stretch of Old Thompson Road. There were stories about that road...ghost stories.The rest agreed and they immediately left for their 'adventure'.
When they reached Old Thompson Road, 'Alex' drove slowly while his buddies were checking out the surroundings. On the left and right were nothing but trees. 'Lets stop at the side and have a smoke break..look over there! That spot is safe enough for us to stop at the side.' one of his friend suggested. 'Alex' stopped his car, unwind the windows and lit his cigarette. All of a sudden he heard a cackling sound from one of the trees. 'Eh! You guys hear that?' he asked and the rest nodded.
'SHIT! SHIT! Guys look at that!' his friend shouted...pointing at one of the trees. What they saw was a figure of a woman in white with long hair and the most terrifying thing was her head was INVERTED!
'Alex' started his car...wound up the windows and stepped on the pedal! 'Eh bros, did you guys see that thing?!' asked 'Alex'. The rest were quiet but 'Alex' knew all of them saw the same thing! Finally they got their wish...to encounter the supernatural.
Confession by Renea Tan
Close to 5 years ago, my ex company won the tender to this BPO project from another well known company in Singapore. I was originally from the well known company and later agreed to be transferred to the BPO company which was located at 8 commonwealth.
First day when the team reported to work, we noticed that the building has a "very dark" aura and the workstation that we were assigned to work at has no natural lighting(no windows).
Work tasks that was assigned to our team was very heavy and loaded. As an employee myself, I had a habit to finished the task for the day before I head home.
One day, I felt that I could used some time after working hours to finished my work. My boss suddenly walk up to me to show me around the office where I could take the keys to lock the main door. He also showed me alternate ways to leave the office. (Ie. Fire escape way.) (At that point of time, I did not think so much.) After he orientated me, we went back to our own work station to continue our work. He left 10 mins later and I was alone in that office.
(I wore my winter jacket that day cause my table happened to be underneath the air-con. )
A few mins later, I felt very cold despite wearing my damn thick winter jacket, my goosebumps stood up and also felt something/ someone looking behind me (but there was nobody in the office already)
Out of fear, I stood up, I locked my laptop, I off only one side of the office lights and head home.
The next day I went back to work, the office black out. - I pretended nothing happen.
We shared the same office with the HR, we also heard from them that they too also saw some sighting. Or heard weird sounds from the partitions when nobody was around.
After I joined supernatural confession, I concluded that the entity was not simple and if I can afford, never to work after 6pm or the last person to leave the office ever again.
Confession by Shawn
I was posted to SISPEC (School of Infantry Specialist) back in 2006. As part of the BSLC (Basic Section Leader Course), there was an Exercise called Exercise Wanderer. In groups of 5-7 with full battle order on, you were made to navigate almost the whole of Pulau Tekong to find Checkpoints (Symbols and code words tied to trees in which you must shade/copy them to prove you actually found them.) The exercise was split into day and night.
For day, each group/sub section were to find at least 2 out of 4 given checkpoints. The area was limited to Tekong Main Land. Time limit was about 5 to 6 hours (IRC). For night, it was limited to the Reclaimed Land portion of Tekong, and it started from 7pm to 11pm. Target was finding at least 1 out of 2 checkpoints. My story begins during the Night Portion of Ex. Wanderer. My team managed to obtained the first of two checkpoints, and were proceeding to the second one. We checked our maps and compasses and proceeded to the area which we believed was where the second checkpoint was. We walked a slow pace and soon passed by a training shed that was being used a BMTC company which were having their field camp.
At this point, 2 of my section mates were exhausted; one had carried a signal set for the whole day, and another was visibly strained. We made a decision to split the section up, two of them to rest at the training shed, while the remaining 4 of us to proceed on, to find the last checkpoint. Now according to our maps and directions, the checkpoint was located in the middle of the forest some 100meters away from the training shed, hence the 4 of us immediately set off. Out of the 4 of us who went it to the forest were 1 malay guy (Lets call him A) and 3 chinese (including myself). It took us less than 5 minutes to enter the outskirts of forest. Upon entering the forest itself (we were able to differentiate the outskirts from the forest itself as the forest had shorter grass as compared to the outskirts which were above ankle levels). I remembered that I was first to enter and the forest wasn't as dark as I thought. The air was slightly "thicker" but I paid no attention to it as all i wanted was to find the damn checkpoint and return back to base camp.
The layout of the forest was very orderly. Trees were planted in rows and they were quite short. Simply by tilting your head up a bit, one could see the portion whereby the main trunk separated into the thick brunches. I was fast approaching one of the trees to see if the checkpoint was tied to one of them when I heard A shouting my name. A: "Shawn! Eh, I go back first to the training Shed ah!" And with that, he "Doubled" out of the area. Almost running at his full speed. Without waiting for us to reply or for us to give any approval. I was puzzled. I turned to looked at my other 2 section members. "A" wasnt the kinda of guy to give up halfway, and I was sure he wasn't exhausted or injured. Now, at this point there was a slight breeze blowing in our direction. On hindsight, I should have treated it like a "warning" as when we first entered, the air was "thick", so where would there be a breeze coming suddenly? I looked at my two remaining mates, and one signaled to me that he would go out and see if "A" was ok. He was afraid that "A" might get lost.
Just as he was about to leave, he give me a long look. But in my exhausted state, I merely nodded and proceed deeper into the forest with my remaining buddy on my left. 3 minutes later in the forest, both my buddy and myself were frustrated and exhausted. We failed to find the checkpoint. We wanted to move in deeper but suddenly my buddy told me that we should leave. "Eh why sia? Just a bit more la. We already here, another 5 mins" i mumbled, irritated at the notion that the forest had defeated us. " Shawn, lets go. I don't have a good feeling. The hairs on my arm are standing." half whispered my buddy. He looked spooked. I looked at him and nodded. We then left the forest.
Back the training shed, all 6 of us were resting. I looked at "A", he was paled faced and breathing heavily. A: " Shawn. I'm sorry. I thought that by calling out to you, all of you would follow me and get the hell of that forest." "Huh, what do you mean?" I replied. Turns out the moment "A" stepped into the forest, the hair on his arm stood. He wanted to dismiss it due to exhaustion but then he looked up. And his sight fell upon to the tree which I was very near to. He told us he saw a white figure with long hair covering its face looking down at me. Thats when "A" called out to me, saying that he will leave the area first. He did not want to alarm us and that figure and hoped that we would leave immediately with us. The other section mate who left before my buddy and myself also felt uneasy, which was why he signaled to me that he would leave to see if "A" was ok.
Hearing this, I looked towards my buddy and asked him if he saw anything, since both of us were in the front of the pack and nearest to the trees. He shook his head and said he did not see anything but feel his hair standing as we ventured deeper. The group was spooked and remained in silence. After awhile, we said our own prayers and left the area, moving back to our base camp.
Confessed by Xuan Ming Law
Would like to share my confession here , i still remember the 1st or 2nd Supernatural Confessions Podcast i tuned in about haunted dolls. I myself is afraid of supernatural stuff etc but the thrill is there.
Back to my story , after listening to the podcast i know i'm kinda scared and all but I calmed myself down and tell myself that they are everywhere and not to be scared. As long as I don't anger them, I'm fine.
I sleep later on Fridays and I always have a smoke before i go to sleep . While i was smoking i was on my earpiece listening to music with one side unplugged in my ear. It was then i heard a sound of someone walking with those wooden traditional shoes - wooden clogs - which sounds 'klok klok' .
I told myself must be the music but I know it's not. i just shrug it off and finish smoking and went to bed .
The next few days , my dad told me he had sleep paralysis that same night and time that I heard the sound. Maybe it's paranormal? Don't know if its science or my mind is just play a fool of me or its some real stuff . But all i can say is that i calmed myself down after the podcast before i went out to smoke . But if i was not wrong the time was maybe 1 - 4am
Confessed by Esther
I'm here sharing my experience at the Raintr33 hotel, which is said to be converted from part of the Old Changi Hospital. My friend and I, we planned an impromptu "staycation" at the Raintr33 hotel. We took a cab in and me stopped at the Mulberry building which is the the old samurai barracks. Upon reaching, we went to the Mulberry lobby wanting to check in. We enter the building, there was only a reception counter with a phone. So we dialed the ext on the phone and was told it was the other building and so we walked over.
Everything was normal, until we walk back from the main lobby back to the Mulberry's lobby. As we were walking back, there was this very, very sweet smelling Frangipani smell lingering in the air. But we ignored it. Upon entering the room, everything was ok. We opened the doors to the balcony to chill a bit. Then there was knocking on the door. So we waited for a few more knocks before looking into the peephole. There was no one was there.
We then decided to go take a walk around the area to enjoy the night. As we were walking back to the hotel, I realised something keeps brushing my face like some sort of spider web. I used my hands to sweep them away out of instincts. Next moment, I felt a cut on my hand and it started bleeding. On the way back to the room, we tried to take pictures of the corridor of the hotel. And it was legitly kind of spooky. After we opened the door to the room, I walked over to the balcony door while my friend prepared the solution to wash the wound. That's when we heard the door knocking again. And it's as though someone slammed the door to hard and the door was "bouncing".
Then after cleaning the wound, we tried switching on the TV and it only works by pressing the button directly below the screen. So we called the reception to help change the battery of the remote. When the guy came up, he tried pressing the buttons and it works. So we tried when he is around and it works too.. After he left, the remote stopped working again. So we decided not to watch the TV anymore.
We tried to get some sleep but we can't cause we felt a presence as though something was pressing us down. So we decided to sit at the balcony till the next morning. Upon checking out, I noticed brusies on my knee, ankle, wrist and arms, and a wound as though someone just removed the IV drip. And till now the wound is still there...
Confessed by Joey Tan
I've been in touch with the supernatural world since young as my dad's a taoist priest and both maternal & paternal side of the family has someone meddling in taoist arts in every generation. I guess this was what slowly inched me towards the spiritual path to become a spiritual practitioner but instead of being a taoist practitioner, I have a background in Tarot, Reiki and the Akashic Records. I've got soooooo many stories (both personal and from friends) but decided to share this particular story with you today.
I went to Phuket 3 year back with my best friend and we stayed in a hotel by the beach. While we were planning the trip, we made a mental note to bring protective items with us as we've heard that Phuket is very "dirty", especially after the Tsunami. We were super excited for the trip but something felt really off for me when we reached the hotel. I decided not to tell my friend as its just Day 1. The bell boy helped us with the luggage to the room and before we could tell him that we'd help ourselves into the room, he already opened the door and moved the luggage in. My friend looked at me and she was like, "How ah, we didn't knock and say anything" but it was too late so we simply muttered some apologies under our breath and told whatever entities out there that we're just there for a few days.
Our room was beautiful, the pool was right outside the balcony and we had an open toilet. We unpacked and our crystal bracelets were on the bedside table, my amulet is right beside me and we left some crystals in the luggage after we heard that a friend "dabao-ed" a hantu in her luggage when she came back from Bangkok. I can safely say that we were very well protected everywhere apart from the toilet and the doorway. Everything went on fine until about 6pm in the evening and we returned to the room for a short nap before heading to the night market to get dinner. I was falling asleep when I saw an entity in the ceiling, watching us but as it didn't feel malevolent, I ignored and fell asleep. I only told my friend about it when we left the room for the night market but did mention that it didn't feel malevolent, more like curious on who came in. We dabao-ed dinner back and everything was fine until we prepared for bed. My friend was sleeping at the side near the toilet and I was on the side with the sofa and sliding doors to the balcony. The light from the toilet was shining on her face when she lay in bed so we decided to lower the blinds to 1/3 of the window. This is an important detail for a later in my story.
So we showered and was watching TV when we heard the sound of the kettle boiling. Our pantry area was directly opposite the door to the toilet and right beside the entrance to the room, which is where the sound was coming from....except we didn't boil anything. I was tired and wanted to sleep so I walked over, decided to play with the kettle and said, "I'm going to sleep already don't disturb me. I paid for the room so I'm not going anywhere". From the corner of my eye, I saw something sneak back into the toilet. We didn't get proper sleep at night. The both of us would sleep, thinking that we've slept for hours and wake up to see that an hour or two has passed. We will feel super awake too. My friend wasn't sensitive, but I am, and she could feel that there was something wrong. I just didn't tell her that there was a crowd watching us as we slept, but they were unable to get near us. We had a different crowd every night, watching us from the protective perimeter we set up, as though we were animals in the zoo.
Nothing much happened until Day 4, which was the night before we return to Singapore. We were preparing to head out in the afternoon when I noticed the blinds we lowered on Day 1, is now more than half way down the glass window suddenly. Without thinking, I asked my friend if she lowered it and I saw her face go white while she shook her head. I decided that enough was enough, we are already disturbed in our sleep and I felt really annoyed from the insufficient sleep. I went in to the toilet and pulled the blinds all the way up. I was very sure that the blinds didn't fall or lower itself because you need force to adjust it. I told her we're going out and when we return I want the room to be totally empty. We came back at night with our dinner, packed and went to sleep.
When we woke up, we almost missed breakfast! We slept through the night (finally) with no disturbance, nobody watching us sleep and it was fantastic. Before we left we did thank them for making the last night in Phuket peaceful for us. That's the end of my confession and I hope you've enjoyed reading!
Confessed by Geraldine Laetitia
The following encounter happened in the old Kampung along Lim Chu Kang Road. It is better known today for the abandon HDB Neo Tiew Estates. I used to go into the villages there when I was young as my mother's hometown is the Nan Hoe Village. This village will include where Neo Tiew stands today.
I used to go there till my secondary school days and stay overnight there on the odd occasions like Chinese New Year and Family weddings where I was part of the wedding entourage. The roads in the village are all lined with tall grass, trees, banana trees, vegetation, and fish farms. As we all know, houses in the kampung are all situation far from each other, typically with farmlands, banana trees or simply forest in between them. My grandmother, my first uncle and 2nd uncle and a few older cousins all have houses in the village. Evening time as the sun set to the horizon is normally the most beautiful time. The last ray of sun turns the land into a hue of orange glow, with birds chirping away and the night crickets comes out to play. Hence it is no surprise that my cousin and I love to play outside the house as the sun set behind us.
One evening, as usual that is what we did. Suddenly, my cousin saw the daughter of one of the neighbour standing far away among the field. Since she hardly see her neighbours, she was extremely elated to see her friend. So she ran towards the girl while shouting her name!.... Just as she was reaching the girl, she suddenly stop. In front of her are just rows of banana trees... Where was the neighbour she saw? She was stunned and immediately turn around and ran back towards the house.
Since then, she will never dare step out of the house the moment the sun begins to set. When I visit the village, I will usually stay at my 2nd uncle's house. The road from my 2nd uncle house to my 1st uncle house will take you pass the spot where my cousin had saw her neighbour. One evening, my eldest cousin (1st uncle's daughter) was holding her little brother and walking back towards her house, returning home at the end of the day. Not long after she set off, as she look towards the direction of her house, she saw a lady standing not far away. She thought it was her mother. She dragged her younger brother and ran very fast towards the lady, shouting "Mummy! Mummy!" When she reached the lady, she dived and buried herself into the lady's chest...... and she immediately let out a very loud shriek the moment she dived towards the lady.
At the very moment, then she realize there is no mummy. Right in front of her is just a banana tree that she is hugging. She was so shocked and terrific, she burst into tears immediately. Her younger brother was just as terrific. Both of them end up in tears and ran. They cried as they ran as fast as possible back to their house and the other side of the field. Accordingly to the old folks, banana trees usually turn into the impression of a person at dusk, just right before the sun set fully. Not sure if it is really true, but what happened in the kampung will always stay in our memories.
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