Confession by Angie, written by Eugene Tay


​This is a story told to me by someone who used to work at the Institute of Mental Health. She wasn't born with the third eye but it was opened for her. She was still a very young nurse when she first started working there and for one of the wards, it was a well known section where the patients are actually mentally sound. Their caregivers put them in there because there's just something odd about their behaviour that isn't accepted by society.

One of this patient was an elderly man. Well spoken. No violent tendencies. The more senior nurses told her to just go in, do what she need to do and leave. Don't look him in the eye, don't talk to him, just go.

This made her even more curious. She went in to check on him but decided to take a peek from the corner of her eye. She saw him smiling at her. Not in a creepy way. More in a kindly fashion to say, "thank you."

She thought it would be impolite to ignore him so she turned to return his smile. It was just be a smile and she would be off, she told herself. What kind of person would just ignore someone and walk away. She couldn't do that.

"Nurse Angie, thank you," he said.

She nodded at him and left. After she left, she realised that it was her first week on the job and she didn't have her name tag, and she didn't not introduce herself to him, so how could he have known?

The next day she checked in on him again, she felt more at ease. All that warnings that the senior nurses had told her, she reckoned, it must be just to scare her as a new staff. It's probably one of the harmless ragging that they do around here.

He was sitting up and reading, when she got in. He smiled at her again. She smiled back. Meeting his eyes this time.

"It's a noble career," he said, "you shouldn't doubt yourself."

She looked at him confused.

"You took up nursing because you felt like you couldn't take care of your grandmother, but now that you did, you are beginning to doubt your decision. Don't."

This time she was really curious. It was like this man could read into her mind. So she approached him and they got to talking. She learned from the conversation that they had that the man, Uncle Jimmy, could tell people's future just by looking at them. While you may think that that is a gift, it is not something he can turn off.

He also told her that her grandmother was still around. Angie broke down crying at that point. She's been very close to her grandmother and was guilty about not being able to take care of her in the last few years of her life when she was battling cancer.

The man asked if she would like to see her grandmother and Angie replied yes without hesitation. Jimmy asked Angie to come closer to him and close her eyes. She don't know what he did, but she felt a sensation like someone blowing into her face.

She still had her eyes closed when she heard her senior nurse coming in and telling Jimmy to behave himself as she pulled Angie out. Angie for her part got reprimanded for not listening to her seniors. When she retold her story to them, the nurses looked at each other, unsurprised. They all admitted that they have no idea how Jimmy know about each of their lives intimately like he was with them the whole time or in their minds, but that really freaked everyone out.

That night Angie couldn't sleep. Her room was fully air-conditioned but she tossed and turned, feeling her whole body was hot. At first it came as a whisper; it was familiar. Then she closed her eyes and focused on the voice and in her mind's eye she was able to see her grandmother in her room. She could see her grandmother's mouth moving but she couldn't hear anything. When Angie tried to get closer to the the vision, the ghost of grandmother just faded away.

That was the first incident, and since then, she was able to hear voices and if she concentrates hard enough she thinks that she can actually see these spirits.

Angie was posted out about about a year later and she hasn't seen or heard about Jimmy since. The new nurses working them have no idea who he is either. It's almost like he's been erased from the records.

The husband was in the living room watching television one night when he thought he heard someone calling his name. Thinking that it was his wife, he answered her and asked what she wanted. The voice told him to go to the kitchen and look out the window which he did. For reasons that he cannot explain, he was moving in a daze as if he was functioning on autopilot. He registered a black figure standing by the window and that at that moment he was curious to lean outside the window to get a closer look at the ground below. ​Thankfully the kitchen grill was locked and as he was looking for the keys the thought just dissipated.

​He went straight to the bedroom to look for his wife and found her sleeping. This incident spooked him but he chose not to confront her in the night.

When he woke in the morning, the night’s event felt like a dream to him. He don’t remember turning off the TV before going to bed but when he woke, he found the TV turned off and his wife in the kitchen making breakfast. He checked with her about the previous night’s event and she denied calling for him. The TV was also already turned off when she got up. He shelved away the incident as just a bad dream. 

Sensing something was wrong, his wife pressed him for details. The urgency of her actions and the worried expressions startled the husband. When he revealed what he thought he experienced, she began to break down. She didn’t know how to tell the husband of her experiences before for fear that he would find her claims ridiculous, but now upon hearing that her husband had also seen something similar, it validates that what she saw might be real after all. They spoke to their teenage daughter as well but apparently she have not had any unexplainable encounters so far. According to her father, the daughter was genuinely curious why the father had called the family for an urgent meeting.

The family has invited the SC team down to investigate in the hopes that we are able to debunk any paranormal presence in the house and set their mind at ease.

I'd like to share a true story that happened when I was a teenager. My older sister, Sandra was 21 at that time. Like most young adults her age, she loved clubbing and did not heed the advice of our superstitious Cantonese parents to not stay out past sunset during the 7th month and not to wear black or red clothing.

One night while walking home rather drunk, Sandra had accidentally stepped on some food offerings on the pavement. Not one who believed in Chinese superstitions, she didn't think too much of it and continued on her way. That would mark the start of the nearly year-long ordeal which followed.

My sister started to have really bad stomach cramps a few days later, which wouldn't go away. She suffered through the night unable to sleep. Over the course of the next few weeks, not only did he cramps continue, her stomach started to grow bigger, as if she was pregnant. My parents threw a fit and even accused her of getting knocked up by some boy though my sister maintained her innocence. My mum made an appointment with the women's clinic near our home and ultra sound scans revealed that her womb was empty! She was then sent to a gastro specialist for several tests which all came back negative. Her stomach continued to grow bigger in the coming months which triggered senseless rumours amongst the gossiping aunties in the neighbourhood. My parents were at their wits end and soon my sister could not even step out of the house and spent all of her time cooped up at home, in fear of being ridiculed. Sandra was withdrawn, depressed and became merely a shadow of her former self.

Nearly 10 months later, my dad's aunt visited from Malaysia, after hearing about Sandra's plight. Sandra's condition had not improved and her stomach was huge as though she was carrying twins. Even if she truly had gotten knocked up, the baby should've been born by then. Upon seeing my sister, Aunty Fong told my family about a similar case that had happened to a girl in the kampong in Paloh and urged my parents to take my sister to get spiritual help.

My parents along with Aunty Fong took Sandra to a Taoist medium who was a friend of Aunty Fong's. I was not allowed to go and only know the series of events through my parents. The medium had gone into a trance and whatever had taken over him said that my sister had stepped on some food offerings meant for a deceased young man during the last Hungry Ghost Festival. Instead of apologising, my sister had laughed it off in her drunken stupor. It was only then that Sandra finally admitted to what she had done. The medium went on to say that the spirit of the young man had followed her home and had taken a liking to my sister. It had sexual intercourse with her while she was asleep and "impregnated" her with a ghost child. It was going to come take her and his child away during the next Hungry Ghost Festival when the gates of Hell opened again. My sister was very lucky to have been brought to the medium just 2 months shy of the lunar 7th month. After several rituals which were performed by the medium, one which involved going to the Lim Chu Kang cemetery, my sister was cured. Her swollen stomach went down over the next two weeks. She was back to her old self.

Sandra is now happily married and has relocated to Australia with her loving husband and adorable baby boy. I urge everyone to be respectful to the taboos associated with the Hungry Ghost Festival to avoid repercussions like what my sister had suffered."

Shared by Elaine, 31, Tutor
[Story Source: Supernatural Confessions]