Misteri Jam 12....

I've been up since 7.45am.

Woke up to pack Hubby's lunch and can't go back to bed.

Aniway, Hubby made me stay up with him last night listening to Ria's Misteri Jam 12 programme.

It's a segment where listeners can call, sms or email their ghost/horror stories.

Some of the stories were scary and some were just merepek-ly scary.

Something happen while the DJ was talking to a listener.

He claimed to have heard a sound.

A few listeners claimed they did too.

Hubby & I did not.

So who knows....

I asked Hubby if he still remembers my old home in AMK.

He nodded.

See, the reason why my parents sold the AMK home was because we could not stand living in it anymore.

We, or should I say my mom, was being 'disturbed' everyday.

Everyday some weird/scary shit happen.

Like knocking on the bathroom window while she was having a shower.

Wonder who knocked when we were living on the fifth floor?

Shadows can be seen from under the door after everyone have gone to bed.

Footsteps in the hall every night.

Voices....

Knocking on my bedroom door...

Not to mention the time I saw someone in white standing on the bamboo poles outside my kitchen window.

I ran to my room and I told Hubby, who was then my fiance, not to go home.

phew!

The time I told my mom that I wanted to move cos I couldn't take it anymore, she was soooo happy.

I finally understood what it felt like to be afraid.

She have been suffering for years.

Thank god no funky stuff happen to us now.

Thank god.....